Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 99: Autistic Girl, Don’t Collapse (9)

Cafeteria
There are many people, but most of them are girls.

Jiang Nannan took her to find an empty table: "Sit here, I'll go find something to eat."

Qiao Luo took out his phone and looked down at the messages.

There are only a few people in WeChat.

A housekeeper, a principal, and an orphanage director are gone.

There are also few people in the information.

A housekeeper, a principal, an orphanage director, and a 10086.

Qiao Luo's heart stopped for a moment. She used to be full of information.

The number of WeChat users is also countless.

Seeing so few people at once made my heart empty.

Extremely upset.

Suddenly, the chair next to him was pulled away.

She looked sideways.

Qiao Yu pulled the chair away sharply, and sat down on the seat, with a pair of long legs that had no place to rest, and were hanging vainly on the iron plate under the table.

Seeing Qiao Luo looking over, he raised his chin and said arrogantly, "What are you looking at?"

Qiao Luo looked away and wanted to get up.

But Qiao Yu grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He said awkwardly: "Hey, sit down. There is no place, otherwise why do you think I should sit here with you?"

Qiao Luo pulled back the corner of her clothes and sat silently in her seat.

Looking down at the phone.

The page displays learning materials.

Sitting opposite Qiao Yu, Mu Yi watched his actions speechlessly.

Seeing Qiao Luo looking at the phone and ignoring him, Qiao Yu started looking for trouble again.

He snatched Qiao Luo's phone, and while the screen was still dark, he clicked on her WeChat and entered a series of numbers.

Then enter her phone number on her phone.

He didn't return the phone until his phone rang.

Then he took out his mobile phone and agreed to Qiao Luo's WeChat request.

The corners of the mouth are raised, and the corners of the eyes are curved.

He proudly raised his mobile phone at her: "Don't delete it."

Qiao Luo ignored her, and looked down at the mobile phone on the table for a long time, wondering what she was thinking.

Holding the phone, Qiao Yu happily added notes to Qiao Luo's WeChat and address book.

not cute at all

After finishing the notes, Qiao Yu put away the phone in satisfaction, and gave a silly smile.

Jian Mu glanced at him, and stared at him: "What are you looking at, I'm not going to buy food yet."

Mu Yi despised him in his heart, expressing that he didn't want to see his mentally retarded son, so he got up to look for something to eat.

At this time, Jiang Nannan walked over with several large plates of food.

Seeing a few people, his eyes lit up.

He shouted, "Hey, hey, come and help me."

Qiao Luo got up to help him.

Seeing this, Mu also stepped forward to help.

Qiao Yu wanted to get up, but saw that several people had already left.

I had no choice but to sit back in my seat silently, and raise Erlang's legs by the way.

After putting a few plates of food on the table, Jiang Nannan put her hips on her hips and let out a long breath: "I'm exhausted, luckily I chose a table for four, otherwise I wouldn't be able to put it down."

As he spoke, Jiang Nannan suddenly paused.

Guarding Qiao Luo behind him vigilantly, he looked at Mu Yi and Qiao Yu viciously: "Speaking of which, you two classmates, why are you sitting in our seat? Do you understand first come first?"

Mu Yi took out the round-frame gold glasses from his pocket and put them on, said slowly: "Student Jiang Nannan, one chair per person, there are four chairs here, four of us, is there any problem?"

Qiao Yu echoed from the side: "Is there a problem?"

Jiang Nannan choked, and then retorted: "Then what do you want to do to my Qiao Luo? You want to bully her because she looks good? Have you ever asked me for permission?"

Mu Yi continued to smile: "Jiang Nannan, did you see us bullying Qiao Luo?"

Qiao Yu continued to echo: "Is there?"

　Mu Yi slowly picked up the knife in front of him: "Can you vote for a recommendation?"

　　Qiao Yu tilted Erlang's legs obediently, and agreed: "How about it?"

　　


(End of this chapter)