"Nanfeng, my brother Xiao Ji said that the food at their school is very bad, and he hasn't eaten much recently, if you are free, help my brother deliver some food, if you are not free, I will go by myself."

The faceless man ate a boxed lunch equivalent to five yuan, only the old godmother had no food, ate quickly in a corner where no one was, and had a mobile phone on his shoulder, eating every second for fear of being seen after a while.

"Then it's definitely not available, as long as you say it's free, then it's definitely free, OK, leave this matter to me."

Nanfeng, who was painting at home, immediately put down his paintbrush and patted his chest and said.

"Midsummer, what do you think children usually eat?"

Nanfeng stopped drawing, got up and put on a coat and planned to leave later.

"It's not clean to buy outside, why don't I possess you and cook and eat?"

Midsummer thought about it and said that she hadn't cooked for a long time recently.

"Forget it, I just like you to cook for me to eat alone, I don't like you to cook for others, this little devil is not blessed to eat."

Nanfeng was afraid that the little ghost in summer would be directly poisoned by the food made in midsummer, and only he and Su Xiao in the world could endure the cooking skills of midsummer.

"You just dislike me for cooking unpalatable, go quickly, I still want to watch our Wu Yifan Oba's new drama, you go quickly!" Midsummer lost her temper, and watched Wu Yifan in front of the TV with her thoughts, and suddenly felt better.

"I'll go early and come back early, don't run around, if something happens, you must call me." Nanfeng still didn't forget to tell him when he went out, he looked at Wu Yifan on the big TV screen, he was indeed a little more handsome than him, if he was as handsome as him, how could he be considered a male god in midsummer?

The only opposite sex who can not be jealous of Nanfeng should be Wu Yifan?

After all, in fact, Nanfeng also thinks Wu Yifan is quite handsome? Only such a handsome person is the one who can't get his own Xia Xia, so he can be safe.

Other people's boyfriends may be playing games every day and don't have time to take care of their girlfriends, but Nanfeng directly accompanies him to watch Korean dramas and Japanese comics every day in midsummer, and if he has to play games, it must be to accompany his girlfriend.

Nanfeng closed the door, walked out the door and happened to meet a Chinese restaurant, and asked for a few of the most expensive with a wave of his hand, but he regarded the younger brother in summer as his own brother.

Nanfeng drove his little electric donkey to the elementary school where he was in the summer, and hummed a song along the way, "Love is not something you want to buy, you can buy it if you want to buy it, let me break away, let me understand, let go of your love ......"

He had already thought that the little ghost in the summer would definitely call him Santa Claus again when he saw that pile of food, who called him good-looking and kind?

It's just that I don't know why, it seems that something can't be changed in the dark, why did he, a beautiful boy, suddenly become a sand sculpture route? Isn't it said that the good cold campus male god?

However, his joy did not last long, and when he walked through the school gate and into the classroom where Summer was located, his smile froze and faded into anger.

He watched the summer clothes being splashed with ketchup by a white child, looked at the summer clothes with a big "fuck" written on them, looked at the summer meal boxes full of dead cockroaches, and watched the summer shiver but still endure all this.

Nanfeng couldn't help but rush forward and grabbed the abuser, the white child who looked like an angel, from the collar, and the child hung in the air and disappeared from the aggressiveness and arrogance that had just arrived.

"Ask your parents to come here." Nanfeng still couldn't help but hit the child, and put the child down, and he approached the shivering summer and hugged him in his arms.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, with Brother Nanfeng in that garbage, I won't do anything to you."

Nanfeng gently wiped his tears for Summer, not at all as vicious as he was just now, and now he is the Santa Claus "Brother Southwind" that Summer knows.

“What's happened? What are you doing here? What are you doing here? A Mediterranean, pot-bellied man in a suit walked up to him, a name tag on his chest informing him that he was the principal of the elementary school, Booth Lee Booth.

Nanfeng was called to the principal's office, and Summer followed and was hiding outside the door eavesdropping.

“Hello, that was just a children's game. It was just a way of communication. Don't think too much. It's just a way to communicate, don't think too much about it) right? ”

The headmaster straightened his tie and said nonchalantly, and at the end there was a straight "huh?" "This is obviously not the first time this kind of incident has been encountered, and perhaps there are already many children who have been bullied and sent away by such shameless excuses.

"Mr. Li, you are a Chinese, so please speak Chinese Chinese.

Nanfeng said neither humbly nor arrogantly, he was still suppressing his anger and did not attack.

"Okay, maybe your English level is not enough, then I will reluctantly talk to you in Chinese."

The headmaster made an OK gesture, his tone revealing pride and prejudice, and he didn't even look at Nanfeng in the first place.

Nanfeng was still angry, and when the principal switched the language mode to Chinese, he went up and grabbed the principal's tie directly.

"Why do you call this a child-to-child exchange?" Nanfeng's eyes widened with rage, he exuded the cold and tyranny of hell Shura, and it was clear that a humble gentleman who was neither humble nor arrogant one second would become a street ruffian the next second.

"It's not right for you to do this, don't hit people, don't hit people." The principal was obviously a bully and afraid of the hard, and immediately raised his hands in surrender to show weakness.

"You know what's wrong, right? Then why did you just say that the dead child is a communication and a children's game for summer? Why don't I talk to you too? This is a children's game, are you blind? It's none of my business whose dog you like to be, if you dare to bite me, then you are underwhelmed. ”

Nanfeng pulled the collar of his clothes and pulled off a dagger necklace from his chest, and a cold knife stabbed into the mahogany table, and the light that emanated from the dagger from time to time seemed to be about to see blood in the next second.

"You're breaking the law, you're going to jail!"

The headmaster saw the knife fall to the ground with a weak leg, and he would go to jail with a mouthful.

"Don't move, I'll make a call."

Nanfeng glared at the principal, then picked up his mobile phone and called Midsummer, and the person who was fierce just now suddenly turned into a soft and cute rabbit.

"Xia Xia, come on, the matter has been sent to you by me on WeChat, please, please."

The sound of the south wind is really sweet, and I don't know when this person actually learned to sell cuteness.

The headmaster didn't dare to move at all, he was so frightened that he watched the plague god in front of him turn into a soft rabbit, and then immediately turned into a plague god again.

"Hey, make a phone call and ask the parents of the dead child to come over, this matter is largely the problem of the parents of the dead child."

Nanfeng smiled innocently, his eyes narrowed and there was a pair of good-looking pear vortexes, but the difference was that he used a commanding tone, and by the way, he also carried a little threat.

This kind of smile is really creepy, and it's scary to think about.

"Is Brother Nanfeng from Sichuan? It's good to change your face, I really don't know which one is the real Brother Nanfeng. "Eavesdropping outside the door and peeping out the summer muttering.

Nanfeng crossed Erlang's legs and sat on the leather sofa in the principal's office, looking like an uncle.

I thought he was arrogant enough now, but God knows that the parent of the dead child who bullied the summer was even more arrogant?

A middle-aged gentleman in a leather coat walked in proudly, with a cigar in his mouth and a briefcase.

“It's a little bit of a wish. I hope the two children can become good friends again, right？ (It's a little bit of mind.) I want the two kids to be good friends again, right? The old gentleman spoke high-sounding words, but his demeanor and movements spoke for themselves, and he seemed to be some self-righteous white supremacist.

He has words written on his face, and it seems to be written there, I don't smash you in the face with money, which is already my greatest respect for you.

Shut up, you hypocritical trash, self-righteous and disgusting. ）”

Nanfeng sneered and pierced the hypocritical kindness, he was a gentle and polite person, but his gentleness and kindness would not have anything to do with the garbage.

Before the old gentleman was angry, Nan Fengyun took out his mobile phone lightly and flashed an indescribable video, and the male protagonist in it was an old gentleman, and the heroine was an unknown junior.

And the summer and midsummer who were really standing outside the door eavesdropping, Midsummer crossed her waist and thought that the ghost was fast, and she could find people through the smell, and she found the dead child's father through the dead child who bullied people, and it happened to shoot that paragraph.

"You criminal, you deleted the video! The old gentleman had no grace at all, and was angry and wanted to fight for Nanfeng's mobile phone.

“I've deleted it. (I've deleted it.) Nanfeng deleted the video directly in front of the old gentleman, he had no interest in the old gentleman's private life, all he wanted to do was cure it.

“Thank you ... ... (Thank you)" The old gentleman breathed a sigh of relief, since he said thank you to the south wind in turn.

“I'll let you go this time and remember to educate your son well. If this happens, I don't know what strange things I will do. I don't know what weird thing I'd do if that happens)"

The south wind was still full of threat.

The dead child later dropped out of school, and Summer was actually embraced as the child king in one fell swoop, and he really turned into a serf and sang.

"Thank you so much for this......"

The faceless man will be so happy tomorrow when he looks at his younger brother who is smiling more and more in the summer.

"That's for sure! We're friends. ”

This was followed by the ghost's mission...... The two fists collided with each other, and the two people came out of each other with a seven-in-one motion.

Nanfeng was stunned, isn't this action unique to him and A......