Chapter 11: A deadly serial call from a friend

The little sister of the Zong family has a good friend named Bei Yu. Thanks to this fatal serial call, all the embarrassment on the field was resolved.

Bei Yu was standing at the door of Zong Yaoxi's house at this time, and he had just finished the college entrance examination, and he came to play with Zong Yaoxi after losing his book.

Zong Yaoxi answered the phone in this embarrassing situation, otherwise it would make Xiaobei worried.

After the phone was connected, her friend's words blocked her: "Oh, why don't you seem to be at home?" Where are you? ”

Zong Yaoxi just wanted to fool her with lies, but Xiaobei said that he was at the door of Zong Yaoxi's house. Okay, I have to tell Becky the correct location: "In the Supermarket"

Yan Yanlu added very loudly: "Quarrel with others." Zong Yaoxi frowned and looked at his phone, fortunately he didn't turn on hands-free, otherwise he would really make a fool of himself in front of his friends. In the next three seconds, his phone was hung up by Xiaobei, and Zong Yaoxi was sure that Xiaobei would definitely rush to Xili Supermarket from his door.

Really embarrassment quickly and automatically spreads in the air.

Pei Yan said something at the right time that Zong Yaoxi might never forget: "Beautiful sister, I want your phone number." ”

Zong Yaoxi looked puzzled: "You actually have a mobile phone at your age?" "Then why didn't you ask the adults in your own family for help just now, but were stupid there.

Followers: Isn't it stupid (⊙_⊙)? Of course, it is the uncle of Young Master Pei Yan. This illegitimate meal is really fairy luck.,There's a chance to ask your idol for a phone number in person.,Cherish it.,Beautiful girl!

The corners of Pei Yan's mouth twitched, there was originally an old man's machine, but it seemed to have been smashed by himself, but it didn't matter that he still had an uncle: "I can use my uncle's phone to chat with you."

Yan Jiang really wanted to support his forehead, and he also vomited three liters of blood, save it, my Pikachu: "......"

Pei Yan tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked his evil uncle for help: "Uncle"

The corners of Yan Jiang's mouth twitched, nephew, do you know that it is shameful to be cute. Wan Wan nodded helplessly, unfortunately he only brought his personal mobile phone: "Thinking about such a misfortune today, I kindly signed my fans, but others thought that he was an illegitimate meal, and a mouthful of old blood was about to spit out."

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