In particular, there were so many girls who were eyeing him covetously, wishing that she could step down and give him the position.
Even if she wasn't worried that he would be snatched away, she would still care.
Yin Shaojie sighed. He cupped her face in his large hands, his fingers caressing her delicate skin.
"Even if I'm willing to, the principal won't."
Even if he and the principal were willing, the students in the school would not.
No one could replace him in shangde.
Hearing this, mu Xiaoxiao's chest felt stuffy, and she punched his chest twice to vent her anger.
Wait a minute!
She suddenly thought of something and her small fist stopped. She looked at him with wide eyes and a smile on her lips.
"I got it!" She said happily.
"What?"
Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, " you choose qiqing! Can't you just let qiqing do the opening dance with you?"
If it was qiqing, she wouldn't be jealous.