Chapter 7: The Little Wife of the Reborn Boss (7)

The people who heard the movement in the corridor and came out to see the excitement dispersed after hearing the class bell ring, and the rest were children who, like Huo Ning, didn't want to go to class and just wanted to skip class, but had to go to class and could only rub outside. There are not many people, so they are fine.

Huo Ning, he was at the same table, and Ji Zhujun who was carrying a schoolbag.

Huo Ning's little table mate felt that the atmosphere in the corridor was simply strange.

It's obviously three people, why can these two people act like it's just the two of them?

The confused little tablemate scratched his head and left under Huo Ning's eye instructions, and he was unsteady when he walked, so he had to turn back three times in one step. Eventually, he crashed straight into the large snow-white pillar in the hallway, and was picked up by the math teacher who heard the movement and came out to probe.

But the math teacher dared to come to pick up the corpses at the same table, but he didn't dare to let the two school bully classmates go back to class.

Because all the teachers felt that although there were a lot of hairs on their heads, they were still a bit dangerous, and they didn't want them to fall out and make them even more dangerous.

And after the colonel dominates the group, there is a great possibility that the hair is not lost, but pulled out by them.

It wasn't the right place, not to mention the monitors in the hallway and the other students in the classroom window across the street who hadn't looked away. Huo Ning glanced at Ji Zhujun, who was silent, and turned around and left without saying a word. Ji Zhujun also followed him very tacitly, and there was no communication between the two along the way.

Probably because it was class time, there was not even a figure in the small garden. Huo Ning sat on the bench and comfortably crossed Erlang's legs.

Ji Zhujun also sat down beside him, and after putting down his schoolbag silently, he still didn't even let out a fart.

"Nothing you want to say to me?" Huo Ning broke the silence, his eyes fell on the white shirt with the open neckline of the person beside him, and he spoke while caressing his collarbone with his gaze, just afraid that others would control him and not come to him.

Ji Zhujun shook his head silently.

No matter how big Huo Ning's nerves were, he found that something was wrong.

He lowered his legs and approached Ji Zhujun violently.

Ji Zhujun stepped back as soon as he leaned over, and finally even fell to the ground because of too much movement!

The refusal is so obvious that even fools can see it.

[Oh Huo, play with the horn! ] 】

In the back of his mind, the system let out a merciless and piercing laugh.

Huo Ning snorted, directly stopped Ji Zhujun from getting up, his hands were propped up on the sides of his neck, Huo Ning lowered his head and approached: "What's the matter, baby, why don't you want to pay attention to me today?" ”

The same tone, the same expression.

That's how it was yesterday when he lied to himself.

The more Ji Zhujun thought about it, the more angry he became, and directly pushed the person away, without even patting the dirt and grass clippings stained on his buttocks, picking up his schoolbag and turning around to leave, ignoring Huo Ning's call behind him.

When the people were already far away and couldn't be seen, Huo Ning frowned.

He seems to have underestimated the psychological shadow that yesterday's incident had on the child.

But if you don't stop it, then it is estimated that you will be the one who has a psychological shadow.

Mr. Huo touched his chin and began to think about what to do about the current situation. But some things don't really want him to come up with countermeasures so calmly, and they keep rattling in his head, which makes Huo Ning's brain explode when he listens.

[Quack Gahoning, you also have today, hahahaha, you are a-]

The voice stopped abruptly, and Huo Ning slowly erased the instructions of the little black room from his brain, and his tone was very inadequate: "You are a- waste." ”

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