My Devil Young Master

"Excuse me, was my name called just now?" Ling Hanyu raised his head from the cartoon and blinked in confusion. Two of the most tacit people began to sing.

Xiao mingluo raised her eyebrows and said, "didn't your mother call you to find a tutor before the final exam? I think Ann chuxia is a good product. I'll give it to you when I win. " This is quite a big brother's demeanor. While talking to Ling Hanyu, his remaining light also noticed that Han Qilu's slightly wrinkled eyebrows had been stretched out.

Did he really say the name of "xiangmangkui" to an chuxia? If this is true, does it mean that he has completely forgotten Xiang mangkui and has completely opened his mind to accept anchuxia? This cannot be explained by any science. At the time of Xiao mingluo's spiritual tour, Ling Hanyu has put down his cartoon and goes to see an chuxia: "she? Teach me? c'mon! She's a freshman in high school, OK? Teach me how to do this... "

"Countdown to the grand exam?" Han Qilu said scornfully: "first, don't say whether mingluo can win me, just say the score. Can't she teach you the countdown of this grade?"

Knowing that his goal has been achieved, Xiao mingluo, standing several meters behind Han Qilu, blinks cunningly at an chuxia and says with his mouth, "distract him..." Smart of course, she knew what medicine he was selling in the gourd. She stood up quietly and sat down in the reclining chair she had been sitting in before.

I don't know where this reclining chair came from. I think it should be Han Qilu who asked people to move here. I can't help crossing a warm current in my heart, but I'm sorry, she has to let Han Qilu lose. Without speaking any more, she lay on the couch, took out her iPhone 4S from her pocket and started cutting watermelon.

"Whatever you want. Anyway, many tutors who accompany me to play games are also very good." Waving his hand, he picked up the comic book and read it again. Seemingly indifferent to the game, in fact, he hid all his excitement deeply, and could not see a word or picture in his hand.

Looking back, Han Qilu tightened his chin and said, "if you lose and add another five million, you must come to our house every day after school to clean the room, water the lawn and play with batian."

"Is it too poisonous?! Playing with your domineering will kill me! You don't know how terrible your bully is. I nearly ruined my beautiful face last time Xiao mingluo wanted to cry without tears. He was a good man. How could he end up like this? In my heart, I pray for myself, I must win, I must win

"Then I'll take it as if you give in."

A light pick eyebrow, Xiao mingluo immediately anxious: "no! How can I admit defeat? Come on, the rules of the game are simple. Blindfolded shot

"Good." Han Qilu calmly smile, this is Xiao mingluo's strength, but as long as it is basketball, that is his strong point. Evil ground raises the corner of the mouth, looks at Xiao mingluo to turn around to run to the rest room to look for props, twinkling an eye to see an early summer: "I won't lose."

Only four words, let an chuxia's face suddenly froze. How much confidence do you need to be so confident that you can say you won't lose before the game starts? If Han Qilu dares to say that he is the second arrogant, then no one dares to call the first arrogant.