Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 184 Master Xu: We fought together

Nan Yi now understands why Ning Zhixu secretly wrote the second review.

Daring lovers searched the web for a long time, and finally conveyed a thought in the review book: that's right.

The one written to her was full of thousands of words.

The little girl didn't stand still, with half of her shoulder leaning against the wall, she casually tugged on his sleeve with two fingers: "I heard you hit someone?"

The boy hummed, seeing the whiteness of her school uniform rubbed against the wall, and reminded: "Stand properly."

The familiar old cadres in the village are back again.

Fingers moved down the sleeves of the teenager's school uniform, Nan Yi stood up and touched his hand accurately: "Master Xu is so awesome, he wrote the self-criticism for a whole day, and finally choked out two words. Then you can check it online Why so many templates?"

The young man has long been accustomed to the little girl's hands and feet, and let her fingers touch the back of his hand back and forth: "It's not for her. It's to collect materials and polish this one for you."

God damn polish the review.

Nan Yi glanced at him lightly: "Why did you hit someone?" It was obviously premeditated.

The boy turned the pen and sighed in a low voice, with a hint of grievance in his voice: "She wants to chirp me."

The water eyes suddenly widened, and the little girl pinched the back of his hand: "You dog, are you dirty?"

This word——

Ning Zhi Xu looked sideways, with a smile on his face: "I tried my best to defend my innocence. In that scene, don't mention how helpless your Master Xu was. I was so weak and almost got my way."

I believed half of it, but now I don't believe it at all.

He must be weak in front of her.

"Dog thing" muttered to himself, the little girl moved her finger to the clean review book, and nodded: "You won't be reading twice in front of the whole school today, will you?"

It's too miserable to be on campus.

Looking down at the white and tender fingers, the boy raised his hand and drew a small heart on her knuckles with a carbon pen.

Accompanied by a smile: "Chirp."

What a lovely foul.

Nan Yi retracted her finger and poked his waist: "Master Xu, you look like a fool."

"."

He bet that what she just wanted to say was definitely another adjective.

Raising his hand to pinch her neck, the young man whispered in her ear, his dark eyes shining brightly: "Nan Yi, I'm familiar with your Master Xu, right?"

Not only are they familiar.

They all fell asleep together.

It's just that before Nan Yi could flirt with her, someone interrupted them at an inopportune time.

As soon as Yang Yong came out, he saw the scene of the boy grabbing the girl's neck. He immediately went back to the office, took out the wooden stick, and knocked on the wall next to him in warning: "Ning Zhixu! I think you are going to heaven! Let go of Nan Yi!"

Nan Yi beeped the dog.

If he came out a little later, she and Master Xu would be clinging to each other. How could it be that he was bullying her.

The two kept a distance apart cooperatively.

Yang Yong came over to watch his review with a stick in his hands, and stared angrily: "Ning Zhixu, I asked you to rewrite the review, and you just copied the word "right" several times for me? Come in with me! Student Nanyi, go back Have a good time in class."

Nan Yi, who was about to take out her black card, received the boy's gaze, and her voice was low as if coaxing: "Go back."

It was only then that Nan Yi reluctantly went back to the classroom with the bell ringing.

In the office—

Yang Yong held a wooden stick and educated people across the desk: "Ning Zhixu, you are a seedling of top students. The school has high expectations for you, but you did this kind of thing."

The monitor screen was switched to the morning self-study class of the first class, and the teenager's atrocities from beginning to end were all recorded.

"What if Yue Lingling's parents come here and ask the school to give an explanation?"

The young man held two self-criticisms in his fingers, and raised his eyebrows lazily.

"We fought together."

　Although PK starts on Friday, this week's ranking is also very important.

　　So everyone has to vote now.

　　Strive for recommendation rankings to rise one liter.

　　Otherwise, you will have to pay to put it on the shelves next Tuesday.

　　Duck——

　　Duck——

　　My little cuties.

　　


(End of this chapter)