Chapter 293: The Male Theologian is in My House 13

Fu Lou seemed to be able to feel Xin He's resentful breath through the screen.

He smiled and typed in the input box: You're welcome, did you just ask me a math problem?

Xin He is not surprised that Fu Lou can guess her thoughts: No, no, no, you guessed wrong, it's not asking, it's copying!

Fu Lou: ......

In the end, Xin He successfully copied the answers to Fu Lou's test papers, not only mathematics, but also the answers to other subjects Fu Lou also sent to her.

Fu Lou looked at the answers on the screen and frowned slightly.

Xin He is not a way to copy the answer like this.

He propped his chin and drooped his eyes in contemplation.

Suddenly, Fu Lou's gaze moved to the brand-new pile of exercise books in the corner.

After a few seconds of pause, he got up and walked to the corner.

Following.

Xin He was still addicted to sleep and couldn't extricate himself, and then he was woken up by the double cat.

I don't know why Xin He can get up early when he doesn't go to school, but after going to school, getting up early has become a particularly painful thing?

Xin He yawned sleepily, and when she came out with her schoolbag, Shuangmao suddenly reminded: "He He, Jian Zhitong is about to scare you at the top of the stairs." ”

"Huh?" Xin He's hand yawned slightly, and then continued to walk down the stairs.

Knowing that Jian Zhitong was around the corner, Xin He's footsteps were very soft.

Jian Zhitong leaned against the wall at the staircase, and was organizing the language to show off with Xin He in her heart.

After waiting for a while and still not seeing Xin He come out, Jian Zhitong frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

She just wanted to look closer, but she turned her head to meet a pair of puzzled eyes.

Jian Zhitong was startled and almost didn't stand firm.

Fortunately, Xin He's hand pulled Jian Zhitong in time, otherwise she would have fallen.

As a result, at the moment when she pulled Jian Zhitong up the stairs, she looked at Xin He, and the corners of her lips suddenly hooked up with a smile.

Xin He instantly saw the ill-will in Jian Zhitong's smile, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but it was too late.

Sure enough, in the next second, Jian Zhitong grabbed Xin He's wrist with her backhand and pulled it forward.

But it was found that it could not be pulled.

Jian Zhitong was a little angry, she didn't even pretend, she just wanted to pull Xin He down.

But I forgot that she was just a pampered lady, how could she compare to Xin He's body that often works and exercises?

After all, walking and cleaning your room are also considered sports.

Xin He was too lazy to waste time with Jian Zhitong, shook it hard, and directly dragged Jian Zhitong upstairs and then let go.

Jian Zhitong lost her support and fell to the ground.

Xin He glanced at Jian Zhitong, didn't even bother to speak, turned around and went downstairs.

To be honest, she was also taken aback by Jian Zhitong just now, in case Jian Zhitong really fell, and then she would bite her back, and things would be in trouble.

Although Xin He is not unable to cope with it, it may delay their mother and daughter's plan to fly away.

Xin He's move is also measured, there are carpets everywhere in the house, and Jian Zhitong will not be in the way if she falls.

Jian Zhen went out early in the morning.

He was not there, Xin He naturally couldn't have breakfast with Jian Zhitong and the others, so after loading one from the kitchen, he was ready to go out.

Xin He was still late when she arrived at school with breakfast, and as soon as she walked to the school gate, the morning reading bell rang.

The left and right were late, and Xin He was even more unhurried.

She took small steps slowly, and was just about to enter the campus, when the tip of her nose suddenly heard the fragrance of soy milk.

Xin He turned his head and glanced at the breakfast shop on the side.