Chapter 85: Reminiscences 8
"I don't, it's hard to come out," Xu Baicha said to Qing Huan almost in a coquettish tone, "You can accompany others more." ”
Han Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, "Hey, white tea, you're so disgusting." ”
Xu Baicha: "When you girls are coquettish, aren't they all like this." ”
Hearing this, Han Qinghuan looked at her suspiciously and said, "You girls? I've never spoken like you just did, come here, you make it clear to me! Are you going behind my back and hooking up with other little sisters? Xu Baicha, you're finished! ”
Xu Baicha: "Qinghuan, calm down." ”
Bai Cha ran away, how dare she hook up with other little sisters, there is Han Qinghuan, it is enough for her to serve.
However, as soon as Qinghuan's small universe explodes, the rocket can't pull it back. What to do? Can only run.
"Xu Baicha, you're still running!" The more Xu Baicha ran, the more angry Han Qinghuan became, "Xu Baicha, you're finished!" Don't get caught by me, if I do, see how I beat you to death! ”
No matter what, Xu Baicha is also a sports commissioner, so Han Qinghuan naturally can't run. No, the white tea swished, and Qing Huan was thrown away.
Of course, I don't really want to get rid of Qinghuan,
I just ran to the place where I put my luggage and carried my luggage and tent baggage. After a while, he ran back again.
Han Qing looked at him happily, and then kicked him.
Han Qinghuan: "Bastard, you still know to come back!" ”
Xu Baicha: "Okay, don't be angry. ”
Han Qinghuan: "I'm not angry. ”
Xu Baicha: "How could I leave you, I'll take something." ”
Han Qinghuan: "Hmph! ”
Xu Baicha: "Toothache." ”
Han Qinghuan: "Xu Baicha, you!" ”
Xu Baicha: "Ah, it hurts! ”
Han Qinghuan: "What's wrong with you?" ”
Xu Baicha: "Ah, I don't know, it seems that the luggage is too heavy and weighs on the shoulders." ”
"Hurry up and put it down and rest for a while." Han Qinghuan instantly became worried, and while padding her feet to help her loosen the luggage on her back, she said, "Xu Baicha, you are a big fool, you are carrying so many things, and you are still running!" ”
Suddenly, Xu Baicha turned around and kissed Han Qinghuan on the forehead.
Han Qinghuan was stunned, and when he looked up, his whirring voice suddenly became soft: "You...... Xu Baicha, this is a public place! ”
The corners of Xu Baicha's mouth twitched: "Then what do you mean, when will we find a private occasion?" ”
Hearing this, Han Qinghuan gave her another kick, "Get out!" ”
Xu Baicha: "You said it yourself, you still beat me." ”
Han Qinghuan: "You deserve it!" ”
Xu Baicha: "Ah, it hurts." ”
Han Qinghuan: "If you pretend again, I will beat you." ”
Xu Baicha: "...... Okay, aren't you angry? ”
Han Qinghuan: "I wasn't angry. ”
Xu Baicha: "Really? ”
Han Qinghuan: "However, if you dare to hook up with other little sisters behind my back, I will tear you up." ”
Xu Baicha: "I promise not to hook up with my little sister!" ”
Han Qinghuan: "Little sister can't either!" ”
Xu Baicha: "Obey!" ”
Han Qinghuan laughed, and smiled secretly. Seeing Han Qinghuan laughing, Bai Cha also laughed. The two of them walked side by side, secretly holding their little hands, as if they couldn't see the others around them, and the world was surrounded by pink bubbles.
Coincidentally, the head teacher walked past them, then stopped, and finally walked behind them, looked at their little hands secretly, and stopped talking.
"Ahem~" The head teacher coughed lightly twice, but they didn't hear it.
"Ahem, cough~" The head teacher coughed twice, but they still didn't hear it.
"Ahem, cough, ahem!" This time, they finally heard it.
Han Qinghuan: "...... Teacher! ”
Xu Baicha instantly protected Qing Huan behind him, and said to the head teacher: "That, it has nothing to do with Qing Huan, if you want to call your parents, you can just call me a parent alone." ”
The head teacher smiled faintly and said, "Who said I was going to call my parents?" ”
Han Qinghuan: "You don't punish us?" ”
Xu Baicha: "It seems that the head teacher, you are from here." ”
Class teacher: "Just because you don't call your parents doesn't mean you don't punish them." ”
Han Qinghuan: "......"
Xu Baicha: "Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy." Say, what do you want? ”
"Well," said the head teacher, "as long as your grades are improving in every exam, I won't tell your parents about it." On the contrary, you know. ”
Han Qinghuan: "How much progress has you made?" ”
Xu Baicha: "You won't let us enter the top three in the class!" ”
Homeroom Teacher: "Do I look so excessive?" ”
Han Qinghuan nodded: "A little." ”
The head teacher made a straight face: "As long as the score of each exam is better than the last time, an increase of one point is considered progress, is this still too much?" ”
Han Qinghuan and Xu Baicha glanced at each other, and then shook their heads.
Han Qinghuan: "Do you count?" ”
Xu Baicha: "Are you sure that even one point is progress?" ”
Homeroom teacher: "When did I talk and not count?" However, I have one more condition. ”
Han Qinghuan: "? ”
Xu Baicha: "Shouldn't it be a hush money?" ”
Hearing this, the head teacher stomped his feet angrily: "Hey, you kid!" What thoughts? ”
Xu Baicha: "That...... What are the conditions? ”
Homeroom teacher: "You're still high school students, and I don't care what happens to you in the future, but now, you have to promise me that you can't do anything out of the ordinary." I mean, you know? ”
Han Qinghuan: "She dares!" ”
Xu Baicha: "Teacher, you can see it, there is no thief's heart, and there is no thief's guts." ”
The head teacher's serious face put on a hint of an aunt's smile: "Don't delay your studies." ”
With that, he left.
After the head teacher left, Xu Baicha looked at Han Qinghuan with an arrogant face and said, "You say, are we considered to have met our parents?" ”
Han Qinghuan glanced at her with disgust: "Your imagination is rich here, Picasso taught?" ”
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The sun gradually set, and Su Fenfang watched the warm yellow afterglow hit Ning Jiayu's face, which was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off. No matter how beautiful the twilight in the sky is, it can't compete with a touch of afterglow on the faces of the people in front of you.
"Ning Jiayu, you say, will this be the last time we watch the sunset together?" Su Fenfang suddenly asked a little sadly, "You said that in the third year of high school, will we still have such activities?" ”
Ning Jiayu: "Of course. ”
Su Fenfang: "I don't think so. ”
Ning Jiayu: "Why? ”
"In the future, our studies will become more and more intense." Su Fenfang sighed and said, "Even if the school agrees, the parents won't agree." They will feel that this kind of activity is delaying everyone's learning time. ”
Ning Jiayu: "Then when we have time, let's see it ourselves." ”
"Really?" Su Fenfang's heart was a little lost, and suddenly she became jubilant.
After all, as long as Ning Jiayu said a word, he could happily forget all his sorrows.