After staring at him with deep and cold eyes for a while, Ji Jiujiu subconsciously shrank his neck.

…… Boom!!

The awkward and indescribable silence was broken by the protests of the little girl who had not been fed all morning and at noon.

In silence.

The cooing sound that was large and prolonged was especially obvious.

Fu Qi raised the corners of his lips, hooked his eyebrows and smiled, his slender and white fingertips touched his lips, and he spoke, his voice was low and melodious, "Our little tweet is this, are you hungry in a fight?" ”

Ji Jiu: "......"

After she finished sending Paw Paw in the morning, she met Shi Tilt nearby, and she didn't even have time to buy food, so she was picked up by the dog Shi Tilt and slipped to school.

After going through the admission procedures in a daze, when he came to his senses completely, he suddenly found that he was actually sitting next to Ye Zhinan.

Ye Zhinan!

That's Ye Zhinan!!

In the future, Ye Zhinan, who will ask for Fu Qigou's life!

She stayed by her side vigilantly for a long time, and she didn't leave a chance for Fu Qi and Ye Zhinan to be alone!

So much so that during all the recess time, as long as Ye Zhinan was in his seat, Ji Jiu would never move.

There is a sink near the first floor of the teaching building, not far from the cafeteria, the blood stains in her palm are sticky a lot, and it can't be wiped clean with paper, Fu Qi stretched out his hand to drag the person over, and then leaned against the wall, looking at her like a kindergarten child, rubbing her paws slowly according to the "seven-step handwashing method".

The tip of the boy's tongue touched his cheek.

A fool is a fool, and he washes his hands so slowly.

"Hurry up," he frowned impatiently, urging her fiercely, "aren't you hungry?" ”

Ji Jiu turned a deaf ear, continued to wash his hands slowly and leisurely, picked up the blood little by little, and said in a warm and soft voice, "But, I'm about to start self-study in middle school." ”

The corners of Fu Qi's lips twitched, and he sneered disdainfully, as if he had heard some joke, "Ji Jiu, I look like someone who will study in the middle school?" ”

There is no teacher in self-study, and the rustle of their homework is too loud, which makes people weirdly upset.

So he has always run away if he can.

It was as if there was something terrible hidden in the class, and he had to run away.

As long as he stays in the class, he has an inexplicable sense of irritability.

"You're going to skip class?"

Sensing the meaning of Fu Qi's words, Ji Jiu slowly turned off the faucet, the sound of water stopped abruptly, and her delicate and crisp voice was extremely clear.

Fu Qi: "......"

The big guy tilted his noble jaw.

A contemptuous snort escaped from his nose.

Ji Jiu shook off the water droplets on his hand and squinted his eyes, "Fu Xiaoqi, it's not right to skip class." ”

Now it is only ten minutes before the self-study in the middle school, she will grind here for a while, and then drag Fu Qi back to the classroom, and the time is almost up.

The weather at the end of May was incredibly hot, but the sun was like a big fireball.

It's still a big fireball burning with the true fire of samadhi.

The young man squinted his eyes suddenly, the side lines of his face were cold and white and thin, the bottom of his eyes was dark and deep, churning with rich ink, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were fierce: "You have to care if Lao Tzu skips class or not?" ”

He is really fierce, now he is different from Fu Qi, who usually deliberately scares her with a fierce face, he is now like being touched by someone, and he is like Feng Qi holding a sword on the battlefield.

The little girl's heart pounded, but she was dazed.

Although what she said just now has not passed ten words, how capable she is, she can actually make Fu Qi change her face in an instant within ten words!

It's no wonder that some of the little demons who have been spared from under the Wind Prayer Sword will run away when they see him.

If only she had seen his expression earlier.

She won't go to his stubble without knowing whether to live or die!

The young man's eyebrows were raised, and the whites of his eyes were floating with a light cold blue, and the scarlet bloodshot was extended, with some wild evil.

He licked his lips.

"Lao Tzu's future, Lao Tzu will go by himself, don't dictate my future."

From childhood to adulthood, everyone was saying to him, "Fu Qi, it's not right for you to do this. ”

"Fu Qi, you shouldn't do this."

Or, "Fu Qi, you just did something wrong in this matter, you say, should you be punished?" ”

The voice of self-righteousness pervades his childhood, causing him to be as rebellious as he is now.

The boy gasped unpleasantly.

Then, his gloomy gaze swept over Ji Jiu, who lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

The sexy raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, the young man looked cold, his eyebrows and eyes were a little indifferent, he took his pocket with one hand, took a step with a gloomy face, and strode forward.

The man behind him suddenly sighed.

Ji Jiujiu lifted his eyelids, stood lazily and lazily, stared at the slender and good-looking figure of the young man with clear eyes, tilted his little head, and said softly:

"The future you are talking about is to skip class over the wall, and then help people fight to make money?"

The girl's voice is sweet and soft, revealing a faint coldness.

The tip of the crimson tongue licks the lip flap.

Slightly bright eyes narrowed.

Fu Qi's figure stiffened suddenly.

The young man's thin and soft lips were tightened, the lip line was straight, the color was slightly light, and some blood color was slightly lost.

Ji Jiu was still talking, his tone was quite calm, "But have you ever thought about it, you are now making a living by helping people fight, what else can you rely on in the future, go underground to fight black boxing and exchange your life for money?" But you just have one life, Fu Qi, guess how much money can you exchange for this life? ”

"One hundred thousand?"

"Half a million?"

"Two million?"

"No, you're wrong, they're just going to roll up your body in a broken mat and throw it away and feed it to the dogs."

She said lightly, as if she was telling him "Your clothes are ugly", and her tone was smooth and quiet, which was different from the little girl's hanger on weekdays.

The young man's slender fingertips were clenched, and the distinct and beautiful finger bones were pinched and slightly turned cold white.

He blinked.

With her back to Ji Jiu, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

In all fairness, he didn't think he had anything to do with it.

He thought, when he has lived enough, he will not live.

It is not easy for him to take care of the immediate scruples first, where does he still have the leisure to fantasize about poetry and distant places.

Fu Qi pressed his finger bones, and there was a slight "click".

Suppressed emotions churned under the eyes.

"It's not as good as before Fu Qi," Ji Jiu squinted his eyes, "It's the twenty-first century, it's really important to have a beautiful resume, you know, since you were admitted to Hua Yi Middle School, don't let people look down on you." ”

Point to point.

Ji Jiu pressed his finger bones as if he was about to fight, then tilted his head, looked at Fu Qi, who was motionless, and showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Then he didn't care if this guy came back to his senses, he raised his leg and walked away.

……

Ten minutes after the little girl returned to class.

The door to the class was suddenly kicked open.

——

Ji Jiu:

Persuade a hammer, if he dares to skip class, I'll break his legs...