Days of being with the school grass Volume 2 Zhe Ye's privacy was exposed by me 9

  They almost fought over who would take my turn on duty, and even next semester's turns were snatched up by someone else. It feels so cool, this feeling is really great.

  "Alright, tomorrow, I'll definitely get it tomorrow, don't worry, but if you guys have any love letters or something to give to Zhe Ye, hurry up and do it before school ends tonight." I said with a mischievous grin.

  "Qiqi, you're really great, I never thought that you were such a good person." Everyone started flattering me again, it feels so cool, this feeling is really nice. People are always so hypocritical.

  When everyone left, Jiajia also pulled me and smiled mischievously: "Qiqi, wait a minute, I'll write a love letter. Can you not mix it with the others and give it to him separately?" I knew this girl was up to something.

  "Alright." I said with a helpless shake of my head.

  "Qiqi, you're so great. I'll write it right now." Jiajia said happily as she hugged me before starting her love letter war.

  I really don't know what these girls are thinking, I don't know where Zhe Ye is good, I hate him to death.

  I've been watching Jiajia writing on that pink stationery all along, but after half a day, she threw it away, probably because she didn't know how to write well.

  All the way until class started, she was still secretly writing, all the way until class ended, and still hadn't finished writing. Is it that hard to write a love letter?

  Other classmates have all finished writing, each and every one of them handed it over to me, repeatedly reminding me that I must hand it over to Zhe Ye's hands, before leaving, they even asked me to get Zhe Ye's phone number and QQ number as soon as possible.

  After they all left, Jiajia still couldn't utter a few words for a long time, frowning with her eyebrows furrowed and biting the pen holder.

  "Jiajia, what's wrong? Is writing a love letter that difficult? You've already written a whole lesson!" I said to Jiajia.

  "Qiqi, how can I write this well?" Jiajia asked helplessly, throwing down the pen in her hand.

  "It doesn't matter how you write it, actually, you don't even need to write it. When I need the phone number, I'll give it to you and you can just call him directly, why bother writing? How troublesome." I said disdainfully to Jiajia.

  "Really? Then can you give me his phone number first and then tell them after a day?" Jiajia asked, her eyes wide with excitement.