Chapter 38: The Wolf Rides a Bamboo Horse (3)
The time in kindergarten was just a snap of a finger, and Ding Xiaoke and Murong Hai soon entered the first grade of primary school.
It's the same elementary school, the same class, or even the same desk.
Of course, it is not a simple coincidence, but the result of Ding Xiaoke's begging for a long time at home.
"Unless I'm with Xiaohai, I won't go to school!"
When Murong Hai's parents heard this bold remark from Xiao Ke's parents, they looked at their son with an ambiguous expression.
"Hey, our Xiaohai has taken away the soul of other girls!"
"But no, you don't see whose son it is!"
Murong's father laughed loudly, causing Murong Mom's eyes to roll her eyes.
Murong Hai was sitting on the sofa playing the Rubik's Cube at this time, and was so shocked by the bad news that he was so frightened that he dropped the Rubik's Cube.
"Dad, I don't want to."
The little boy's delicate eyebrows were rarely twisted, and for the first time he clearly expressed his dissatisfaction to his parents.
On the day he graduated from kindergarten, he thought that he would not have to be a classmate of Xiaoke's sister in the future, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Murong Hai felt that being Xiao Ke's sister's classmate was very tiring.
Being a qualified little gentleman in the eyes of Sister Xiaoke is even more tiring.
"Xiaohai, classmates, help each other~ Today's homework is for you!"
"As a gentleman, when a female classmate asks you to borrow a piece of chocolate / milk candy / biscuits, you must not be stingy, right?"
"My mom would have killed me if she knew I had broken her perfume, but she wouldn't have beaten you, woo woo so ......"
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Murong's father wondered, "Why?" Do you hate Sister Ke? β
Murong Hai shook his head, "No." β
He just didn't want to be classmates with Ding Xiaoke.
Murong's father breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you don't hate it, let's help your uncle and aunt, Xiaoke said that she wouldn't go to school without you." β
Without him, Xiaoke's sister wouldn't have gone to school.
The naΓ―ve, innocent and kind-hearted Murong Hai hesitated for a while, and finally compromised with a full face.
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Click-
"Oops, the pencil is broken again!"
Ding Xiaoke threw the pencil in his hand, leaned to the side, and took a new pencil directly from Murong Hai's pencil case.
Murong Hai silently watched as she took the seventh pencil of the week from herself......
"The teacher is here."
He whispered.
Ding Xiaoke hurriedly sent the novel in the drawer forward, pretending to be serious and listening to the lecture.
After class, Ding Xiaoke turned his head to look at Murong Hai with a smile, "Today's performance is good, keep up the good work!" β
Murong Hai stared at Ding Xiaoke's drawer, "Sister Xiaoke, are you reading?" β
He is very strange, Ding Xiaoke usually doesn't listen to lectures at all in class, and the textbooks look brand new, so he actually likes to read?
Ding Xiaoke smiled weirdly.
"You're still too young to look at it~"
The elementary school curriculum was too boring for Ding Xiaoke, so she could only secretly find some novels to kill time.
As for the contents of the book......
That's not something that children like Murong Hai can watch.
Murong Hai's expression suddenly became serious, "Sister Xiaoke, I'm older than you." β
Ding Xiaoke laughed as if he had heard some joke.
"Uh-huh, yes, you're older than me!"
Murong Hai felt that Ding Xiaoke was sometimes very strange.
Ding Xiaoke glanced up at the blackboard, "No, it's my turn to be on duty again......"
Murong Hai heard the words "on duty" spit out from Ding Xiaoke's mouth, and his scalp habitually tingled.
In the next second, Ding Xiaoke turned his head and put on a pitiful expression.
"Brother Xiaohai, I'm tired of reading today, I don't want to be on duty, can you help me pay it~"
Murong Hai thought about it, and for the first time in his life, he mustered up the courage to tell a lie, "However, my mother asked me to go home early today." β
"Sister Xiaoke, I'm sorry."
Even if he lied, Murong Hai still maintained a gentlemanly demeanor.
Ding Xiaoke waved his hand again and again, "It's okay, it's okay, since that's the case, you don't have to help me on duty today!" β
Murong Hai breathed a sigh of relief, he still thought it would be difficult to get Ding Xiaoke.
"I told my classmate who will be on duty tomorrow, change it with him, so that you can help me on duty tomorrow!"
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Ding Xiaoke's smile was incomparably bright, as bright as a sunny day.
But Murong Hai felt that the top of his head seemed to be covered with a haze.