Chapter 39: Gu Yexi is very good at it
Tan Ming was very unhappy.
He thought about it.
The wine bottle fell to the ground, Gu Yexi had red eyes, and listened to him quietly all night.
As the day dawned, Tan Ming yawned and was satisfied.
He hung up the phone.
Look at the time, it's still early, hurry up and make up for sleep.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he opened them, sat up, and turned his head to look.
What was that?
Tan Ming got out of bed, opened the door and went out.
The living room has a new look.
He is very sensitive to his profession and does not allow others to touch his things.
This is taboo.
Tan Ming walked down the stairs and was furious, "Who made you move?" ”
Have a finger in the pie.
Wang Qingtian, who was squatting on the ground to clean up, was startled, she raised her head and didn't speak.
Tan Ming came over and kicked a few times, staring at her, his voice was very cold, "You can get out." ”
The period of detention has passed.
The ninth master is rarely angry with women, and he is elegant and graceful on the outside.
Wang Qingtian put down the half-organized magazine, she stood up, pointed to the kitchen, and whispered, "Thank you." ”
She left breakfast and thanked him for taking her in.
She was dressed very thinly, as if the wind could blow it away.
Hmph, don't think he'll be soft-hearted like that.
Tan Ming didn't speak, and threw her the back of the head.
Bother!
For the first time, I feel annoying to a woman!
Talking about skipping class, the history class was changed to self-study.
Gu Yexi was not surprised.
The dog had been talking all night.
The classroom is very lively.
Those who open their mouths are complaining, gossiping, and making noise.
The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
There were many students waiting to see the performance, and they were all pigeons.
Are you angry?
Chu Yanran, as the president, bore the brunt.
One of them opened his mouth with a yin and yang weirdness: [Was yesterday April Fool's Day? 】
The person on the side had a cold and had a strong nasal voice: [If you can't perform, why don't you inform us.] 】
Bedtime fed the dogs.
Chu Yanran didn't close her eyes all night, and just came back from the police station.
[Although we understand your hard work, we also sacrifice our rest time, and there is no spirit of contract to say that it is ugly. 】
The long wait is one thing, but more importantly, it rained last night.
A lot of people don't have umbrellas with them.
Chu Yanran stood up and bowed her head to apologize.
She patiently explained, her eyes getting redder and redder the more she spoke, and the more she spoke in her tone, the more guilty she became.
Chu Yanran is very good at being a person and is also very popular.
The tone of the mouth immediately changed.
[So that's the case, then you really can't be blamed. 】
[If you want to blame the person who made the video, if you don't have a good heart, your conscience must be very bad. 】
[Yanran, don't be sad, we'll go to see the next performance.] 】
Gu Yexi squinted, not interested in licking the dog.
Chu Yanran's eyes were still red.
The class bell rang.
Gu Yexi, who had a bad conscience, got up and went out.
The door was open, and he stood in the doorway.
Eye exercises are over.
Gu Yexi turned back and ran into Xu Jingxi.
"Come to my office."
He didn't want to go.
But the classroom is noisy.
The sun is not out today, and the sky is overcast and gloomy after rain.
Twelve o'clock.
Wen Xiang sat upright, she was reading a book, very engaged.
When I heard footsteps, I looked up and the corners of my eyes were crooked.
Gu Yexi is here.
Wen Xiang put the book down, brushed his clothes and got up, gentle and familiar, "Have you eaten?" ”
The lunch box on the table was not touched.
Gu Yexi sat down in front of her and didn't answer.
Probably not.
Wen Xiang bent down and opened the lunch box, "You didn't come to class yesterday. ”
Teacher Tan helped him ask for leave.
Gu Yexi took off his coat and casually set up on the chair.
He lowered his head and said in a dejected tone, "Hmm. ”
The complexion is very bad.
Wen Xiang was a little worried, "I'm sick." ”
She wouldn't hide it, and her eyes searched around him.
Concern is written on the face.
Gu Yexi looked up and understood.
He looked lazy and didn't know what he was talking about, "Hmm." ”
Wen Xiang's tone was a little quick as soon as he was in a hurry, "Have you taken the medicine?" ”
Concern is chaos.
Gu Yexi was silent.
He wasn't sick.
But stayed up late.
Wen wanted to reach out and touch his forehead.
Gu Yexi grabbed her hand, without a head or tail, "Xu Jingxi scolded me." ”
The head is groggy.
"I've been scolding for a long time."
Damn it.
What is he saying.
"He won't let me come back."
Talking about Mingjiao, chasing girls must know how to show weakness and sympathy.
He wasn't chasing her, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.
Wen Xiang was slightly stunned, and his ears were red.
Not like what he said.
Gu Yexi came back to his senses and immediately let go.
She looked down, and her gaze fell on her wrist, with his fingerprints, faintly.
Wen Xiang's voice was soft, "Eat first." ”
Gu Yexi has his pride, and he never listens to anyone.
She gave him the chopsticks.
Gu Yexi was not hungry.
Wen Xiang has always been very reasonable.
"That's someone else's fault," she said. ”
Well.
He raised his hand to take the chopsticks.
It's rude to stare at people to eat, and Wen wants to bow his head and read a book.
Ten minutes later.
Wen Xiang looked up, and his tone was gentle and gentle, "Are you tired?" ”
Just a meal.
Gu Yexi raised her eyes and looked at the blackboard behind her, "Hmm." ”
He finished his, lazy and didn't move.
Wen wanted to get up and put away the dishes.
It's close.
Gu Yexi moved back, his ears red along with his eyes.
Wen wanted to wipe the table.
She knew he had a cleanliness fetish, "Clean." ”
He pressed his hand on the table and fell asleep.
The light was dim, and the wind blew in through the window, blowing his short sideburns slightly, restless and restless.
When my grandmother was alive, she liked to listen to music, Wen wanted to listen to it, and the song was sung like this: The young man rode a horse and leaned on the bridge, waving his hand and the red sleeves of the building, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.
The young man in the song is in front of him, and when the wind blows, he is intoxicated with seven or eight points of wine.
Wen Xiang's ears were red, and the corners of his mouth bent upward, and he immediately pressed down.
She got up and closed the window.
Cool down today.
But he didn't wear much.
Wen Xiang took out the thermos cup and poured a lid on the corner of the table.
The fog was shrouded.
She sat across from her and read a book, quietly.
The minute hand turned around, and the sun actually appeared.
Walking into the classroom, the laughter and laughter were gone.
Gu Yexi?
Gu Yexi!
Hell yes.
After the shock, even the sound of walking scared back.
Wait a minute.
That's Wen Xiang's seat.
What's the situation?
Wen Xiang didn't look up, and he didn't mean to explain.
The atmosphere in the classroom is even more eerie.
Wang Ge came in from the door and saw Gu Yexi, he almost doubted his life.
Hiss –
For a moment, my face hurt.
With his bag in front of him, he walked over with his head down.
Gu Yexi was beside him.
Whew-
Gu Yexi opened his eyes, and because he had just woken up, his face was very red.
Wang Ge was startled and his feet were numb.
Finished.
"I, I'll pull the chair."
Yes, it's the hand that moves in the chair.
Gu Yexi raised his head, because he hadn't slept enough, his eyes were like a grumpy lion, which was very scary.
This look ......
Wang Ge was stunned, he remembered.
Wen wanted to close the book, "Are you still sleepy?" ”
I'm afraid he won't get enough sleep.
Gu Yexi turned his head to look at her, and the irritability in the corners of his eyes hadn't had time to fade away.
Wen Xiang pushed the cup over, "Drink a little." ”
She has a good voice, and when she speaks, she has an ancient rhyme, gentle and graceful, and it falls on her ears, which is more comfortable than a breeze.
Gu Yexi is a lion.
No matter how horizontal he is, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the master.