Chapter 32 Classmate, Tom Su understands 1.32

Wang Chang touched his head in a daze, his face full of confusion.

Wounded?

What injuries?

How could he be hurt.

Whoever is so bold as to dare to hurt him, he is the one who has the boss.

And his boss's backer can scare people to death if he says it, who would be so blind and rush to find death?

Luo Mio looked at the little brother who started to giggle again, and felt more and more regretful.

The little brother is so crow-mouthed, and a little stupid, and he seems to be stupid, so he is kind to stuff it.

Sure enough, those who handle everything for the boss and are shrewd like the little brothers of the strategists are all from other people's families.

He was also injured.

"Boss? What's wrong with you, your face is so pale, is it because of Yin Siqi? Don't worry, with Zong Shao here, we'll be fine. ”

Wang Chang blamed Yin Siqi for Luo Mio's abnormality, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

Luo Mio's eyes widened slightly, "What did you say?" ”

The male protagonist is coming?

Hurriedly turned his head, and a familiar handsome face came into view.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Luo Mio seems to see the other party smile.

It's just that the smile appeared too short, like a flash in the pan.

Surprised, he asked, "You, you... Why are you here? ”

Isn't this point supposed to be in class?

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something, and I looked like I had caught your handle: "Huh~ I know, you skip class!" ”

The tone of the uplift, coupled with the unconsciously raised eyebrows, is full of cunning.

What Zong Yujin originally wanted to say was blocked back.

I couldn't help but reach out and pinch the cheek that was still a little baby fat, and my tone was helpless.

"It's as if you didn't skip class, and I haven't asked you why you didn't go to school, but you made fun of me, didn't you?"

This little guy is really typical, give a little color and go to heaven.

found that it was overcast, and immediately jumped far away to hide.

If you can't hide, you will become pitiful and very distressed, waiting for the 'fish' of the wisher to take the bait to solve the problem.

Thief.

It's a thief.

Luo Mio shook her head, trying to break free from the big hand on her face.

"Cai Mu has, baa Si mud bullying nest."

The unconvinced little appearance, because of his slurred speech, looks extremely cute.

Zong Yujin wanted to let go of the hand, but he glued it again and rubbed it.

It wasn't until the white cheeks were flushed that I let go in distress, and a little self-blame surged in my heart, and I used too much force.

Be sure to pay attention next time.

As soon as Luo Mio was freed, he immediately covered his face angrily and glared at Zong Yujin accusatory.

"Are you a crab, my face hurts so much."

As soon as he heard the other party crying out in pain, Zong Yujin hurriedly leaned over and blew gently.

coaxed: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'm blowing, it's all my fault." ”

Seeing him admit his mistake like this, Luo Mio expressed his satisfaction, raised his chin, and was about to sigh for a while, when he heard him say again.

"Tap next time."

“!”

Luo Mio is angry.

I especially want to take a sip of taro-flavored milk tea and saliva paste his face.

What kind of people are these, it's too much to be beaten.

"Don't pout, didn't you say it hurts, come, drink some milk and it won't hurt."

Zong Yujin took out a bottle of Wangzi milk from his bag and stuffed it into Luo Mio's hand, coaxed him like a child, touched his head, and his eyebrows were gentle.

Luo Mio: "..."

glanced at the small Wangzi milk in his hand, and then looked at Zong Yujin, who was obviously cold but could feel smiling.

After two seconds of silence, he pulled open the straw, inserted it, and sucked it in one go.

Then arrogantly threw it, and the box was accurately thrown into Zong Yujin's arms, "Here, trash can." ”