Big boss, she became the boss's daughter

Chapter 415 Yin Simo's Painting

Yin Simo's seat was empty, and Jiang Meina and Nangong Che in the front seat hadn't come yet.

Tang Jiaojiao walked to his seat and sat down, put his schoolbag on the table, and found that Ming Yu was still following him.

"What are you doing with me?"

Ming Yu faltered and said: "Well, look at the four of us making such a mess now, why don't I just move here and sit with you, what do you think?"

Shame and shame.

At the beginning, I was dazzled by love, and felt that helping Wang Yuwei to pursue happiness was the light of the right path. Now that I have woken up, I wish I could slap myself, who was the sand dollar back then.

But fortunately, there is another Tang Jiaojiao who wears a cuckold with him, so he is not alone~
"Brother Jiao, it must be embarrassing for you and Ah Mo to sit together in this situation. I happen to be with you, and we join forces. With your fighting power and my brain, who dares to laugh at us!"

Xiao Ai was amused, "Is this guy here to be funny? How much did he misunderstand himself?"

Ming Yu didn't know that he had been dissed by a certain system, and he was still waiting for Tang Jiaojiao's reply with great anticipation.

"It's up to you." Tang Jiaojiao sat down in his seat and ignored him.

Ming Yu got the answer, and sat down cheerfully. Just as he was about to stuff his schoolbag into the drawer, he found that there were still a bunch of things belonging to Yin Simo in the drawer.

These are some textbooks and homework papers.

He moved all these things out and put them on the desk, making room for his schoolbag to be stuffed in.

As for how to deal with these things, of course it was moved to Wang Yuwei's side.

That's where he was before.

He also admired Yin Simo, the third year of senior high school had a lot of studies, and the textbook outline and notes were enough, yet he still had time to read those thick and heavy extracurricular books.

Ming Yu poked around casually, and when he saw those obscure and difficult words, he was not interested and put them back.

He got up to move these things over, but Tang Jiaojiao stopped him.

"Wait."

Ming Yu stopped in his tracks and looked at her suspiciously.

"What's the matter, Brother Jiao?"

Tang Jiaojiao took out a piece of sketch paper from the thick and heavy extra-curricular book.

Ming Yu sneaked a glance, and was immediately shocked.

The person drawn on that sketch paper was Tang Jiaojiao.

The strokes are meticulous and lifelike, portraying Tang Jiaojiao's cunning and cleverness vividly.

It is self-evident who made this painting.

Tang Jiaojiao was dazed holding the painting.

Ever since she changed her mind towards Tang Jiaojiao, Ming Yu's impression of her was that she was heroic and valiant. Not only did she fight neatly, but she was also so chic when facing relationships. Because of her role model, Ming Yu felt that if she was a big man, if Wang Yuwei couldn't get through That hurdle, that was really embarrassing.

He has been trying his best to learn that kind of freedom from Tang Jiaojiao.

It's just that Tang Jiaojiao doesn't seem to be completely indifferent when looking at these paintings.

"Brother Jiao."

Tang Jiaojiao closed his eyes, carefully folded the painting and put it away.

"You can deal with the rest."

Ming Yu tentatively said: "I really moved all these books away."

"En." Tang Jiaojiao took out an outline to brush up the questions, and stopped mentioning the painting, and didn't pay attention to Yin Simo's other things.

Ming Yu felt relieved a little, moved the book over there, and took the seat next to Tang Jiaojiao himself.

After a while, there were more students in the class one after another.

(End of this chapter)