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Chapter 1663

    "If you don''t plan to resist, I can only acknowledge your position as a tool."


    She didn''t say anything, but just lowered her head and looked gloomy.


    "Whatever you want."


    She whispered.


    "Then kiss."


    "Um."


    She pouted reluctantly and clenched her fists nervously.


    I smiled, and covered the back of her hands very naturally, and then started kissing Jasmine and shaking the bed.


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    The next day.


    "Oh, it''s raining."


    After school, I planned to go home alone today because I had already given Jasmine a vacation.


    But unfortunately, it was still cloudless at noon, but it started to rain after school, and the dark clouds made the sky completely dark. It was less than 5 o''clock but it was as dark as before 7/8 o''clock.


    Standing under the eaves of the teaching building, I hesitatedly looked at the misty campus scenery outside, and began to calculate how long it would take if the natural rain in the sky stopped. However, after checking the weather forecast, I was disappointed to find that the rain would last until midnight.


    That''s bad.


    I frowned and stared at my phone, falling into trouble.


    You should know that today I just explained to the class monitor that I wanted to replace her as the general director of the sports club. The class monitor also felt that someone could bear this responsibility and she couldn''t afford it. We hit it off and achieved a win-win situation, so I was in a good mood, but this good mood has now been washed away by the hazy rain.


    "Ah, it''s so wet on rainy days, after all, this is the case in the south."


    I was still struggling with how to get home, stretched out my hand, feeling the wet palms, and my mood became worse without realizing it.


    Speaking of autumn rain and cold, it will cool down again. In this case, if I run back in the rain, I might catch a cold.


    As I thought about it, my heart began to be filled with dark clouds.


    Damn, if I catch a cold, it will have a great impact on the implementation of future strategies! Not only will the projects I participated in will lose a lot of badly because I am in poor condition or have sequelae, but it will become difficult to formulate a strategy if I am not clear-headed.


    After struggling for 10 minutes, I decided to rush to the school gate. Because I have changed into a school uniform for autumn, I have a coat and trousers, and the surface area of the body shower is not too large. As long as I take off the coat and put it on my head, I can use it as an umbrella to block the rain before the fabric absorbs water.


    "Ahhhhh...Why is this happening!"


    I originally thought this was a good idea, but when I rushed to the school gate by stepping on the puddles accumulated on the ground, I was desperate to find that the traffic at the door was very bad because of the rain, and the traffic jam had already reached the end of the street.


    Of course, I was in trouble, who originally planned to take a taxi at the school gate.


    Not to mention that there are already a bunch of people waiting for the bus under the eaves next to me. Even if I call the bus, it is impossible for the bus to drive into the street at the school gate where the traffic jam is.


    After hesitating for a while, I could only sigh, and then walk under the eaves, trying to get to another street without traffic jams. Anyway, it was almost 200 meters away, so as long as I crossed the intersection, there would be no traffic jams.


    Fortunately, there were shop eaves to help me keep out the rain along the way, but there was a small park without any cover in the middle of the two shops.


    When I was rushing through a few meters in my clothes, I suddenly saw an umbrella falling to the ground from the corner of my eyes.
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