12. Next time you're not facing a fart

"Smack!"

"Qi Shao, you ......"

Yizhuang looked at Mo Qi in horror, and the slap on his face was hot and painful.

"Get on your knees!"

Yi Zhuang did so in fear.

The small stone on the floor hurt her knee, and she bit her lip, not daring to squeak, let alone look up at the angry person.

Mo Qi straddled his thigh and walked in front of her.

Didn't say a word more.

"Sister Yizhuang, get up, Qi Shao has already left." One of the girls wanted to help her up, but Yizhuang shook her hand and left her alone.

"You know what,."

Yizhuang looked at Mo Qi's departing back, and he never dared to move half a minute in his kneeling posture.

She knows Mo Qi very well.

He didn't tell herself to get up, she didn't dare to move for half a minute, otherwise, she didn't know what would happen next.

"Let me find out about those two people!"

Yizhuang commanded viciously.

On the other side, Mo Qi's face was very ugly.

He leaned against the basketball bar, bowing his head in contemplation.

"Does Wang Chuchu really not know me, or has she forgotten me?"

Mo Qi muttered to himself.

Thinking back to the reunion at the bar that day, and the recent relationship with her, her reaction didn't seem to be pretending.

Thoughts are pulled back to three years ago.

Thirteen-year-old Mo Qi, holding a romance novel from the bookstore, looked so flustered that he was mistaken for a thief by his boss!

Whenever he thinks of this, he can't wait to let the Mo family buy that little broken shop, this kind of boss, his eyesight is so bad, although he was only thirteen years old at the time, but he has an innate aristocratic atmosphere, how can he be a thief? !

The boss caught him as if he were a thief, and he, with a bad face, didn't want others to know that he, as a boy, actually liked to read romance novels.

So no matter how much the boss scolded him, he was reluctant to take out the novel inside his coat.

At this time, Wang Chuchu appeared.

He didn't remember what Wang Chuchu said to the boss, he only remembered that she didn't say a word, pulled herself behind her, crossed her hands on her waist, and quarreled with the boss there.

In the end, watching the lively crowd disperse, the boss apologized.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of reading novels, and besides, I wrote the one you bought! My name is Wang Chuchu! ”

Wang Chuchu, pen name: Burning nose hair!

Later, after three years, he met her!

Next.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, after Wang Chuchu finished washing, he closed the door, his sleepy eyes were still worried, and he was ready to leave for school.

"What smells so good?"

She closed her eyes and sniffed hard, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the aroma was refreshing, and the air smelled sweet.

She couldn't help but take a strong breath into the incense source, wishing that her entire abdominal cavity would be filled.

"Haha, you're really a little mouse!"

The hilarious voice made her eyes widen suddenly, Mo Qi, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was carrying a large blue enchantress, and the plastic bag on her right hand seemed to be Xiaolongbao?!

"Give!"

Mo Qi ignored her with an angry face, and forcefully stuffed the rose into her arms, and then put the xiaolongbao in front of her nose and dangled it, with the meaning of inviting merit.

"How? Does it smell good? This is your favorite xiao long bao from childhood to adulthood. ”

A minute later.

"Hey, are you mistaken? Young Master Ben got up from bed early in the morning, deliberately gave up my breakfast, and ran to the side of the road to line up for half an hour to buy you this xiaolongbao, why are you looking at me with a poopy expression?! ”

Wang Chuchu didn't say a word, he was engrossed in feeling a stream of gas moving in his intestines, and silently said in his heart: It's almost fast.

Finally, a second before this gas was about to break through his body and be born, Wang Chuchu made up his mind, abandoned his image, turned around, pouted his buttocks, and ...... in Mo Qi's surprised eyes

Poof.

"What's the matter, this is the fart I prepared for you all night, doesn't it smell good?"

Mo Qi: ???!!!???

Wang Chuchu crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at Mo Qi with one hand and said, "This classmate, please completely die of heart!"

"I don't know you, I didn't know you before, I don't know you now, and I won't know you in the future! Please stop pursuing me! Otherwise! Next time you're not facing a fart! Do you understand?! ”