She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 610 If You Can Beat My Girlfriend
There was a slight smile in Jing Xing's voice: "Girlfriend, don't wrong me, I didn't do anything, the peach blossoms have already been cut off by you."

Lin Qingyou was quite dissatisfied with his words, and tilted her head to look at him: "Why do you feel sorry for the tone of your words?"

"No." Seeing that the little glutinous rice dumpling was about to explode from being teased by himself, Jing Xing immediately became serious, and said with a serious expression as if he was in an ideological and political class, "I mean, in the future, someone will ask me if I want Contact information, I know what to say."

Lin Qingyou: "?"

Lin Qingyou didn't quite understand the context of his two sentences, but she followed his words and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Jing Xing straightened up suddenly, and hooked his fingertips towards her.

Lin Qingyou hesitated for a moment, then bent down cooperatively.

Then, Jing Xing said in her ear: "If you can beat my girlfriend."

"..."

After kicking the goose during the day, there is also the task of practicing military songs at night. The companies participating in the training in each playground sit in rows around the electronic simulation flames, roaring the military songs youthfully and passionately.

After singing the military song several times, the instructor's hoarse throat was gone, and after taking a few sips of mineral water, he took the lead in chatting.

Sitting next to Xi Zheng was a girl. The girl had fair skin and beautiful long legs. She smiled with crooked eyebrows and looked like a goddess. Now that she was finally free, Xi Zheng was eager to strike up a conversation.

Before asking for contact information, Xi Zheng took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the group first.

[Xi Zheng]: Brothers, do you see the girl next to me?

[Shao Wenxi]: Fair skin, beautiful, long legs, proper goddess sister, why, you want to strike up a conversation?

[Xu Yiming]: If you want to strike up a conversation, I suggest you change to another one. This girl is so pretty, I don't think you're good at it.

[Xi Zheng]: Hey!Brother, how do you talk?What do you mean I'm not good enough?Back then, brother was also a man of the school grass level.

[Shao Wenxi]:?
[Xu Yiming]:?
[Shao Wenxi]: Brother, please don't brag.

[Xu Yiming]: Seriously, brother, after the military training is over, you have to see an ophthalmologist.

[Xi Zheng]: OK, wait, I will prove to you my charm that has nowhere to be placed.

After finishing speaking, Xi Zheng put the phone down, scratched his hair as if playing handsome, turned his head, and greeted the goddess sister with a smile: "Hi, beauty."

The goddess sister looked up at him coldly.

The moment their eyes met, Xi Zheng seemed to have received great encouragement and became more confident. He said familiarly, "I heard that you did well in mathematics in the college entrance examination, so I'm going to test your mathematics." ,What is your phone number?"

The goddess sister gave him a cold look again, then her eyes went straight past him and fell directly behind him, her expression finally became enthusiastic, but the enthusiasm didn't seem to be because of him.

The goddess said: "I heard that you are good at math, so let me test you first. What is his phone number?"

Xi Zheng: "?"

Xi Zheng turned his head in the direction the girl pointed, and saw Jing Xing who was sitting next to him without looking up.

And the latter was chatting with his girlfriend, completely oblivious to what happened to them here.

Xi Zheng: "..."

How should I put it, there is a sentence "Fuck me", I don't know if it should be said or not.

Xi Zheng's mood was extremely complicated.

He didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just sitting next to him cut off his marriage line.

The so-called good brother is when you fall and fall into the pit, and then give you a kick in time, Shao Wenxi and Xu Yiming unceremoniously activated the mocking skills in the group hahahaha.

[Shao Wenxi]: Hey, just now who said that he is a man of the school grass?

[Xu Yiming]: Tsk, now we have to have a live broadcast, the online confession of the influential figure was rejected.

"..."

Xi Zheng was depressed, and gave up on the beheaded goddess, staring at Jing Xing full of resentment, and elbowed his arm: "Brother, let's discuss something?"

Jing Xing, who was chatting with his girlfriend, slowly raised his head: "?"

Xi Zheng said again: "Can you wear a mask when you go out in the future?"

Jing Xing: "?"

This request was a bit strange, Jing Xing didn't react for a while, and asked him with a slight frown: "What?"

But Xi Zheng didn't continue talking, and stared straight at his face for a while, but he gave up first: "Forget it, it's nothing."

"I don't think a mask will work. You have to use a hood." Xi Zheng muttered to himself.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows: "...?"

What the hell, a mask for a while, and a hood for a while?

Xi Zheng didn't speak anymore, and sighed to himself, with a rather melancholy look: "Oh, military training pants, military training cap, military training jacket, when will military training hoods be issued?"

"..."

On the contrary, Shao Wenxi approached with a smile, and glanced at the screen of Jing Xing's mobile phone: "Oh, how about chatting with my sister?"

There are acquaintances every year, especially this year.

"Pay attention to the address." Jing Xing's brows twitched invisible, he raised his hand, put his knuckles against his brows, and slowly pushed his head away, "When will my girl become you?" Sister?"

A look of indifference of "we don't know each other well, don't talk about relatives".

But Shao Wenxi was not hurt by his roommate's indifference at all, and said without changing his face: "I have met this sister before, since I have, it is fate."

Xu Yiming: "That's the correct answer. I remember a saying in the Buddhist scriptures, that only five hundred times of looking back can be exchanged for a passing by in this life? It was so difficult in the previous life, and we should not cherish this life in this life." this relationship,"

Shao Wenxi smacked his lips: "Then the fate between me and my sister can be traced back. In my previous life, my eyelids probably had cramp, didn't you, brother-in-law?"

"If you say that, don't you have a closer relationship with me?" Jing Xing raised the corners of his eyes with a half-smile, "We all live in the same room, and the beds are still next to each other."

Brother-in-law?

Shao Wenxi really dared to shout like this, because he was afraid that he would not be able to see the heavy atmosphere like going to the grave that lingered in the classroom of Class Seven when the second year of high school started.

Neither Shao Wenxi nor Xu Yiming belonged to No. [-] Middle School. Although they had vaguely heard rumors about school bullies, they only listened for fun and didn't take it seriously at all.

Although Xi Zheng and Jing Xing belonged to the same school, he had never seen him beat anyone with his own eyes, and he basically watched the big guys throw dog food on campus, and after getting along, he didn't seem to be grumpy Xi Zheng felt that the rumor of one beating seven was biased.

(End of this chapter)