Chapter 29: Big Guy, Let's Fight! 29

Probably the other party's justified doubts.

It's even more unpleasant.

The girl gritted her teeth slightly in anger.

But I don't know what to say to Qinghui.

Especially looking at Qinghui like this, she still inexplicably had an emotion in her heart that she didn't dare to provoke.

Asa looked at the situation: 'Why do you think you're messing with her?' ’

If Qinghui really makes a move, her output will all rely on roaring, but she really can't stop her.

Tired.

Seeing that the other side didn't speak, he still stood in his way.

"What? Do you want me to sign it? ”

Qinghui tilted his head sideways.

It's really kind of a hands-on thing.

In the eyes of Lord Spirit Sword, there is no distinction between men and women.

After all, is it difficult for Luobei to have a distinction between male Luobei and female Luobei?

"Sister Ming?"

The girl next to her whispered, signaling not to make too much trouble.

The man came to his senses and snorted.

Get out of the way.

A group of people turned and left.

Qinghui relaxed his clenched little fists and continued to walk inside.

While talking to the shallow coffee, the dead fish eyes did not have the slightest ripple under the eyes.

'Coffee, they're all so cowardly. ’

Why can't you find one who says to do it, just do it?

Luo Bei is barely okay.

Lord Spirit Sword hasn't fought in a long time.

Asaga: How can I answer this???

Wait until the classroom.

I sat down in my previous position.

Qinghui yawned lazily.

Sit down.

I was sleepy.

So he held his cheeks.

The little face slowly slid down.

From the positive side.

That obedient and cute little face, supported by her own hands, is a little fat.

This little picture of not sleeping awake.

All of a sudden, it shook to the boy who entered the door from the front.

He paused for a moment, came back to his senses, and walked briskly.

Finally, stop at the front seat of Kiyoki.

Putting down his schoolbag, he turned his head to look at Qinghui with a teasing smile.

"Qing Huihui, where did you go to play yesterday? Didn't you see how angry our homeroom teacher was when she knew that you didn't come to school? ”

Qing Hui Hui?

What's it called?

Qinghui raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

It's another Luobei.

Not interested.

He lowered his eyelids again.

"And why didn't you wear your school uniform today? This made our homeroom teacher's fire-breathing dragon know, and he was furious. ”

You guys have so much to do.

Qinghui heard the word school uniform too often this morning.

Subconsciously frowned, wanting to speak like this.

Seeing that this person changed the topic, he took out a plastic bag from inside his schoolbag.

"By the way, I don't know if you will come today, so I brought you a cake, thinking that if you don't come, I will eat it myself after class."

The boy looked sunny and handsome, leaning against Qinghui's table.

Cake?

Qinghui swallowed back what he wanted to say just now.

Looking up at him, a little interested.

Wait until you smell the fragrance.

Qinghui expressed satisfaction, nodded, and took the cake.

A small face softened a lot, but it was still a little sleepy.

Half-squinting his big eyes, he took a bite of the cake.

The eyelids drooped again.

He chewed slowly, looking like he was about to fall asleep, but he still opened his mouth and took another bite.

Little head a little, a little.

The girls next to her couldn't help but look over and wanted to laugh.

"Qinghui baby, why don't you go to sleep first?"

What is it called?

Hungry and sleepy?

It's literal.

Most of the people in the same class as Qinghui have similar family conditions to Qinghui, and they usually get along well with Qinghui, although they sometimes don't like Qinghui's arrogance.

But it's a good class, and it won't be too stiff.

Hearing this, Qinghui opened his eyes again, opened his mouth again, and took a bite.