Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 43 Learning is the real thing (43)

What the hell?

Shu Liang was confused and asked him: Did you send it to the wrong person?
Li Si replied in seconds: I sent it to the wrong person, aren't you Sister Mo?
Immediately afterwards, he sent another sentence: I'm so sorry, sister Mo, you won't forget what you promised me, will you?This is a major life event that concerns the dignity of the brothers! ! !
Shu Liang remembered.

What a feast for her!

For the past two days, she was forced to attend classes and couldn't sleep, which made her memory worse.

Don't forget her big meal!
She replied: I haven't forgotten, and the time will be quick.

Doing such intense exercise at night consumes a lot of energy?

After the agreement was made, Li Si felt relieved.

Shu Liang stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and when he looked up, he met the young man's cool gaze.

Cheng Gui asked, "Who?"

Shu Liang's face remained unchanged: "A friend, he said that he would treat guests to a big meal in a few days, and asked me what I would like to eat then."

Cheng Gui stared at her for a few seconds, not sure if she believed her or not, but he didn't ask further: "Listen to the class."
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At ten o'clock that night, Shu Liang appeared downstairs on time.

In the shadows, Li Si stopped early and waited, leaning on the car, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, the flames flickering on and off.

Seeing her coming, he quickly stubbed out the cigarette, pinched the corner of his clothes and shook it, trying to disperse the smell of smoke as much as possible.

"Cough cough cough."

Shu Liang coughed uncontrollably.

This body is not only poor in physique, but also can't stand the irritation of the throat, and coughs when it smells smoke.

Hearing her coughing, Li Si was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Sister Mo, I was bored waiting, so I couldn't help smoking one." Shu Liang waved her hand, took out the mask from her pocket and put it on, with neat movements Get on the car: "Let's go."

"okay."

The nights in late summer and early autumn are very cool, and motorcycles are speeding past on the old concrete road.

After the motorcycle stopped, Shu Liang recognized the group of people opposite at a glance.

Sure enough, it was the person who was beaten down by her last time and gave her tribute barbecue and milk tea.

There's a street light nearby, but it's not very bright.

This time Shu Liang was wearing her own coat and a mask on her face. The group of people didn't recognize her. Seeing that Li Si only got a petite girl after waiting for a long time, she couldn't help laughing: "Hey, you Don't you think we dare not hit girls? Why don't you just admit defeat and call your father if you're so cowardly?"

Shu Liang raised his eyes and glanced over.

It seemed that what Li Si said was right, they hadn't been beaten for a few days, and it was really itchy and arrogant.

She didn't make a sound, and stretched her muscles and bones with a smile.

5 minute later.

The group of people who spoke harshly just now lay on the floor screaming.

Someone looked at her in fear and asked tremblingly, "You... who are you?"

Shu Liang took off the mask and smiled: "It's your ancestor."
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Li Si originally wanted to invite Shu Liang to have supper to celebrate, but before going out, Shu Liang promised Chen's mother would go home as soon as possible, but she refused.

After another fast ride, the motorcycle stopped at the gate of the community.

"Then sister Mo, go home quickly, don't make auntie wait."

Li Si rushed to the supper stand that he had made an appointment with his brothers, put Shu Liang down and left by bicycle.

Shu Liang was about to go home, out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the shadow where Li Si had parked and waited for her, paused, and found someone standing there.

The next second, the man walked towards her.

On the first day of autumn, the boy put on a thin black overalls jacket. The collar still couldn’t cover his slender neck. The zipper was pulled up to the top, just to the Adam’s apple. Under the overalls of the same color, he stepped on A pair of high-top canvas shoes, tall and long-legged, the faintly projected light elongated his shadow.

(End of this chapter)