C337 It Hurts It Hurts
Zhao Chumian pulled out her arm, "Think about it."
"The job of the student council president is so hard..." Wen Jingliang lowered her eyes and said, "Sigh, I can't find a good sponsor this year. I originally wanted to rub off Ms Mianmian's popularity..."
Rub off her popularity?
Black material?
"Ms Mianmian..."
"I will arrange it." Zhao Chumian propped up her long legs, "You go back first