"So what do you think Sudoku is?" If he said no, would it discourage her?

What are you doing?!Yuan Chuyue glanced at Meng Jiangbei in some surprise, Meng Jiangbei remained silent, trying to put on an idle appearance.

Yuan Chuyue folded his fingers and calculated: "It's the same person, why do some people look so ugly." is also playing games and playing soy sauce, and some people play so pleasing to the eye. It's the same thing to do, and some people are like clowns jumping off the beam. This makes me very worried about the level of admissions in our school. ”

"I chose to call for help. Wen Yufei also felt a bit similar, and hesitated: "But there is not even a known condition on this nine-square grid...... Yuan Chuyue doesn't like to mix with girls these inexplicable

"Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai", as long as she doesn't run to her and scold by name, she generally doesn't care much, but this doesn't mean that she is a soft persimmon.

Meng Jiangbei felt bored when he saw her like this, turned around and sat down cross-legged against Yuan Chuyue, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Fan Mei's methods are too clever, even he almost fell for it! He also wants to choose to call for help! If he says yes, will it seem that he is too unreserved and too unloving?

Another little girl with a ponytail who didn't have much sense of existence asked, "What is a magic square?"

There were only ten seconds left before an hour, and Yuan Chuyue said with a solemn face: "It's too late, I only solved two-thirds of the ......" Meng Jiangbei, who was trying to maintain his superior demeanor, pursed his lips and restrained his inner sorrow.

Yuan Chuyue doesn't like to mix with girls these inexplicable

"Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai", as long as she doesn't run to her and scold by name, she generally doesn't care much, but this doesn't mean that she is a soft persimmon.

The fan girl's methods are too clever, and even he almost fell for it!

"I chose to call for help. ”

"And what do you think Sudoku is?" What is it called?23.224.255.16,23.224.255.16; 0; pc; 5; Grinding Iron Literature

"I chose to call for help. Meng Jiangbei's tense breath suddenly leaked: "......" Zhen Xiao was scolded one after another, full of anger, although now is not the time to vent, she still couldn't help but mutter: "What are you proud of, is it great to know a magic square?" No one is playing anymore, and it looks like something that has been eliminated. Meng Jiangbei: "!!" Zhen Xiao was angry: "You ......" Wen Yufei naturally had no opinion.

Yuan Chuyue glanced at Meng Jiangbei with some surprise, Meng Jiangbei remained silent, trying to put on an idle appearance.

Look, the little fan girl is peeking at him again! Another little girl with a ponytail who doesn't have a sense of existence asks, "What is a magic square?"