She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 240 Looking for Mochi

Cheng Xu raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the basketball by his side, and sat down without paying attention to his image.

Jing Xing glanced at his sweat-soaked school uniform sleeves in disgust, and pulled the little glutinous rice dumpling to his side: "Stay away from us."

"Brother Xing, you dislike me again? We are brothers who grew up wearing a pair of pants. If I sweat a little, you don't want me?" Although Cheng Xu said so, his buttocks moved back honestly. .

"It hasn't been a day or two since I disliked you." Jing Xing was not moved at all, and said expressionlessly, "If you dare to sweat on me, you are ready to lie down and leave the playground."

"It's said that brothers are like siblings, why do I think these siblings are the siblings of centipedes?" Cheng Xu let out a heartbroken sigh, and shook his head, "It seems that Tieba is not deceiving me, as expected, it's sweeter than the glutinous rice balls. ah."

His siblings are nothing!

"School bully glutinous rice balls?" Lin Qingyou automatically ignored the centipede's siblings, and quickly caught the point of the second half of his sentence.

"What's that?" She asked a little suspiciously.

"Hey, Sister Qingyou, haven't you heard of it?" Someone answered his words, and Cheng Xu suddenly regained his energy, leaned over and explained enthusiastically, "It's the saying in our school's post bar that rice noodles with beef balls, school bully Glutinous rice balls."

"Huh?" Lin Qingyou was even more confused, rice noodles with beef balls?

What is this all about?

Thanks to Cheng Xu's AK47, which will never cease fire, Jing Xing has also heard about the so-called rice noodles with beef balls and school bully glutinous rice balls.

"The school bully is talking about Brother Xing, and Nuomi Tuan'er is you. Isn't Brother Xing always calling you Nuomi Tuan? So it's the school bully Nuomi Tuan." Cheng Xu said.

Lin Qingyou: "..."

These dear melon-eating people are really talented, this sentence actually sounds quite rhyme.

Cheng Xu is a natural chatterbox, once he opened the chatterbox, he would not shut up within two hours. Jing Xing propped his left hand on the lawn, and retreated absent-mindedly, looking like he was not interested in listening.

A few high school girls who coveted the beauty of the school bully gathered on the uneven bars a few meters away, talking in a low voice while peeking here.

There was only the last twilight of the setting sun left in the sky, Jing Xing raised his head and looked at the sky, his slender neck drew out a beautiful arc, smooth and slightly straightened.

There was not much emotion in his beautiful and indifferent black eyes, but when the eyes fell on the little glutinous rice dumpling, his expression was gentle.

"What's that rice noodle with beef ball?" Lin Qingyou didn't notice Jing Xing's little fans, and asked Cheng Xu again.

"It's you too." Cheng Xu replied quickly.

"It's us too?" Lin Qingyou was even more puzzled.

What, does she look like a beef ball? ? ?
Cheng Xu obviously read this line of words from her eyes, quickly waved his hands and said, "It's not that you look like beef balls, it's that the first time you met Brother Xing was not at the rice noodle restaurant at the door. Sister Qingyou, don’t you remember the ball you threw on the ground?”

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Of course she remembered that there were not many meatballs in the bowl of casserole rice noodles, and she dropped the only beef ball on the floor, can she not remember? !

After a pause, Lin Qingyou said again: "How did the post bar know?"

Cheng Xu replied triumphantly: "Sister Qingyou, do you think I am a CP fan for nothing?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

She found the source of gossip spreading, and it turned out to be here.

Cheng Xu broke the news again: "I heard that the rice noodle restaurant is booming now, and there are too many people to sit down every day. Girls want to meet their school bully, and boys want to find their own glutinous rice balls."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Does the owner of the rice noodle shop have to think about giving Cheng Xu some advertising money?
After all, his business is so good, Cheng Xu, a gossip fan, really deserves his credit.

Cheng Xu was still talking about the hot posts in the post bar, Liang Jidong was holding something in his hand, and walked over from the lawn from a distance, and he didn't forget to wave to the three of them.

When he approached, Lin Qingyou realized what he was holding in his hand.

A plastic bag with a very girlish heart and a very romantic atmosphere. There are five bubbling big characters in pink and bubbling printed on the bag-Yunnan Flower Cake.

Cheng Xu's gaze was like a stalking fly, and it stuck to the packaging bag of the girl's heart in his hand.

"Dongzi, what is this?" He asked a little puzzled.

"Flower Cake." Liang Jidong pointed to the words on it to show him, he couldn't see the five words so big?
"Of course I know it's a flower cake, and it's not like I don't have eyes." Cheng Xu rolled his eyes at him and said, "What I'm asking is where did you get this?"

According to his understanding of Liang Jidong, Liang Jidong doesn't seem like someone who would like to eat this kind of food?

Liang Jidong snorted, and said, "When I was playing basketball just now, a little girl gave it to me."

Cheng Xu: "?!"

"It was stuffed for you?!" Cheng Xu was shocked, and jumped up like a monkey, and the finger pointing at him began to tremble, "Damn it! Why didn't the little girl stuff it for me just now?" ?”

"Give it up." Liang Jidong slapped the flower cake into his arms, "Isn't someone stuffing it for you?"

"..." Cheng Xu reluctantly held the bag of flower cakes, and said dissatisfiedly, "Is my focus on the flower cakes? Is it about the little girl?"

"Then I'm not a little girl, so I can't satisfy your wish." Liang Jidong spread his hands, and came up with another idea, "Or, you give it to Sister Qingyou first, and let Sister Qingyou give it to you?"

As soon as Liang Jidong's words came out, Cheng Xu felt a cold chill on his neck, as if a cold switch knife had been placed on his neck invisibly, hanging on his head.

As long as he said the word "yes", the switch knife will click and his head will fall.

"No, no, no! The little girl I'm talking about is a little girl who doesn't have a boyfriend." Cheng Xu, facing Jing Xing's death stare, shook his head frantically with the desire to survive.

"Oh, you came here to look for me suddenly, is there a shortage of people on the stadium?" Cheng Xu changed the topic bluntly while patting the grass clippings on his buttocks, and pulled Liang Jidong to go without looking back. Walk over to the court, "Let's go, let me play, let me play!"

Liang Jidong was pulled back two steps by Cheng Xu, then stabilized his body and stopped.

(End of this chapter)