put wildness in his heart

Chapter 77

Looking at Shen Jiayu's expression, Wen Miao was really not sure whether he was telling the truth or just teasing himself, so he had to think about the credibility of his tone while recalling his previous reasons talk:
——Money is too vulgar, let’s make it romantic.

Let's get romantic.

romantic.

Wen Miao chewed Shen Jiayu's words repeatedly and carefully several times, and felt that he had grasped the key point, so he asked with some doubts: "Then why did you reject me when I said hippopotamus?"

The words were endless, Shen Jiayu didn't understand: "What?"

Why did he suddenly mention He Yin again?
"I mean, don't you want to be romantic?" Wen Miao said, "Hippos are quite romantic."

Shen Jiayu: "..."

Can you stop being crazy about Anli He Yin to him?

He really is straight.

Until the kind that just makes you drink more hot water.

"No, he is very romantic." Having said that, Wen Miao changed her tune again, and even nodded very firmly, "He will definitely meet your requirements."

In order to prove that what he said was true, Wen Miao even gave a vivid example: "After going to the toilet, he doesn't even wipe it with paper. He wipes it with roses. He wants to be romantic, but he doesn't want to die."

Shen Jiayu: "..."

This doesn't have to be so romantic.

The more Wen Miao talked, the more she felt that He Yin was an excellent candidate to cooperate with Shen Jiayu in a romantic love story that lasted until death. There were no romantic people in the world who wiped their butts with roses. She was very puzzled. So why is Shen Jiayu dissatisfied?
"I think you and Hippo are made for each other!"

Wen Miao finally came to such a conclusion.

This conclusion made Shen Jiayu's eyelids twitch several times.

Come on, tell me again, who is a natural match for someone who likes to wipe their ass with roses? ? ?
At this point in the conversation, it can basically be said that the conversation has collapsed.

Shen Jiayu raised his hand a little, put his slender and cool fingertips against Wen Miao's forehead, pushed back slightly half gently and half forcefully, then gave her a deep look, without saying anything, went straight Turned around and entered the classroom.

Wen Miao was flustered for no reason by his look.

After a long while, she belatedly rubbed the place where he touched it, and then walked in.

The class has already started evening self-study, the classroom is quiet, and occasionally there are subtle voices of students discussing problems.

For most of the class, Wen Miao was thinking about the humanoid signboard.

After thinking about it, thinking about it, she still felt that Shen Jiayu, the living koi carp, was more useful than Confucius, but the koi carp was not willing to accept the devout offerings of the students, which was a problem.

After thinking for a long time with her chin resting, Wen Miao suddenly poked Liner's arm with the cap of her pen: "Mumu."

Lin Er's writing stopped, and he turned his face slightly: "Huh?"

Wen Miao asked: "Tell me, can I take the photo of Shen Jiayu's admission certificate as an establishment card?"

"Admission certificate photo?" Liner thought about it for a while, and vaguely remembered that the admission certificate photos of Haida High School were all two-inch size, not the whole body. The half-length one?"

"Well, it's half-length." Wen Miao poked her chin with the cap of her pen in boredom, "So my idea is to take the essence and discard the dross."

(End of this chapter)