Chapter 11 is more pitiful than a little cabbage
Yan Mo exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and slowly got up from the bed, but his mouth simply responded, "Get up!" Get up! ”
In order to be able to sleep a little more in the morning, Yan Mo has secretly made up her mind that in the next school exam, she will definitely give Feng Ling the first grade to come back! She was born again, but she wasn't waiting to be stepped on! Crane tail? From now on, that doesn't exist!
Yan Mo got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and made himself sober, and then went to the study to take out his textbook and review his homework.
And after Feng Ling woke up Yan Mo, she ran back to sleep and went back to sleep.
Yan Mo rolled his eyes, not only secretly sighed, after so many years, insisting on waking up the original owner at five o'clock, and going back to sleep by himself, it was really difficult for the mother of the original owner! If it weren't for the memory of the original owner in her head, she really wanted to wonder if Feng Ling, a woman, was her own mother!
Flipping through the books on the table, Yan Mo only felt speechless for a while, this knowledge is definitely a little difficult to put on the current high school students, but on the body of this physics genius, these knowledge are simply pediatrics, okay? Still reviewing, what's there to review!
Yan Mo really wanted to slap the table and get up and go to sleep, but after thinking about it, if he really did that, Feng Ling would probably think she was crazy, and maybe he would send her to some madhouse for research. After all, Feng Ling was really a little too harsh on her.
Yan Mo buried his head in front of the desk, pretended to read the book for a while, and when the wall clock on the wall pointed to half past six, he went to the bathroom and changed his aunt's towel. glanced at the mirror, after coming back to wash up last night, she probably saw her appearance clearly, speaking of which, she is still a little beauty! The eyebrows are clear and the skin is fair, but it's a pity that the figure is not very good. But it doesn't matter, when you take care of it, secondary development is not impossible.
Yan Mo cleaned himself up, and when he was about to go out, Feng Ling, who was returning to sleep, had not woken up yet. Yan Mo glanced at the closed door, shook his head, picked up his schoolbag and went out.
Yan Mo didn't eat breakfast, and judging by Feng Ling's meaning, there was no sign of fire at home in the morning.
So how was the original owner's breakfast solved before?
Thinking of the night she lived at home, Feng Ling's attitude towards the original owner, it was not difficult for her to understand why the original owner would grow so thin and weak! Even if you don't eat nutritious, you have to be forced to get up early every day! Not to mention a high school student who is growing up, even if it is an adult, it is unbearable to do this for many years!
Yan Mo lowered her head bitterly and pinched her pocket, which contained the twenty yuan that Feng Ling had put in for her.
The twenty dollars were her breakfast and lunch money.
It's just that for Yan Mo, who was self-reliant and used to spending lavishly in her previous life, the twenty yuan was only enough for her to eat, but not enough for her to eat well.
Yan Mo rubbed his temples, since this body was occupied by her, she must not be wronged.
Yan Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly thinking about how to improve his current situation.
Because the bicycle was broken, she didn't have a chance to mention this stubble to Feng Ling, besides, Yan Mo subconsciously felt that even if she told Feng Ling about it, she was afraid that Feng Ling would not give her extra money to buy another bicycle, and most likely would let her walk to school under the pretext of letting her exercise.
Therefore, Yan Mo simply didn't mention that stubble. The original owner's body should indeed exercise more.