Chapter 11: Pigs are inferior
After all, no one saw her study.
Even, more than before, because, she has been sleeping.
Xing Yu won the first place on the list of sleeping gods in the first middle school of the empire for three consecutive years, and was taken away by Su Jiahe for a week.
The boy looked at the girl sleeping next to her, the sun hit her face through the window, the unpowdered face was glowing with transparent light, the eyelashes were long and curly like two small fans, and the beautiful lips were tinged with rose pink, wanting to make people kiss the fragrance......
Realizing what he was thinking, Xing Yu shook his head and stomped off the stool next to him.
Su Jiahe woke up, his bewitching eyes swept to the man beside him, sharp and indifferent, "You don't hurt anymore?" ”
The tone was extremely arrogant.
Xing Yushu was furious: "You..."
"What are you? You can't beat me. ”
The pain in the buttocks of "......" let Xing Yu know that this was a fact, and it was the first time he was so aggrieved, "Like a pig, he is still the first in the exam, and I think the penultimate is almost the same." ”
"Don't worry, I don't want your place, if I am a pig, then you are not even as good as a pig."
Xing Yuqi, the richest and handsome man in the empire, is about to burst into flames, but he disdains to beat women!
As soon as Su Qing turned his head, he saw the two people flirting and scolding behind him, his hands hanging down his side were clenched, his nails were sunk into the flesh, and his gaze at Su Jiahe was even more gloomy.
Su Jiahe woke up and quarreled with Xing Yu, only to feel that sleepiness had hit again, and there didn't seem to be this problem of not sleeping enough in his previous life?
What's going on in this life?
Could it be because of her recovery? Thinking about it, I felt my own skill, my brows furrowed deeper and deeper, it has been a week, it seems that it is still like that, only a trace of it, and it has not grown at all, how can this skill deal with Xing Erfeng? It's not enough to kill chickens.
It seems that I have to find a way to find out what's going on, Su Jiahe thought, his body was swept by a thick sleepiness, and just wanted to close his eyes, the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, it was a news push, and the big headline read, "Xing Erfeng was assassinated and unfortunately shot, how bad is the luck?" ”
He was assassinated?
A trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the demon, fierce and auspicious!
It's really happy news, she doesn't want to die at the hands of that man again in this life!
Because, it hurts so much!
Just after school, Su Jiahe came out of the classroom with a hard hat in one hand.
Not everyone left as early as Su Jiahe, such as Su Qing and her tablemate Ling Xiaoyao.
"Qing'er, she's too much, don't say anything about breaking up, and you're so arrogant... Not at all like you, so gentle, are you really sisters? ”
Su Qing listened to Ling Xiaoyao's words, and her eyes turned red, "Although she is not a child of the Su family, I have really regarded her as a sister since I was a child, but she doesn't treat me as a sister..."
"She's not the Su family?"
Ling Xiaoyao was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would say it casually, and it would come true?
Su Qing shed tears and nodded: "She was picked up by the third uncle, I heard that my mother is from that kind of place..."
Su Qing said, as if realizing that she had said too much, and covered her mouth.
"And then?"
Su Qing wiped away her tears: "No more, don't say it, there is a mother in that kind of place, who has a bad reputation for my sister..."
After speaking, Su Qing packed up his things and left quickly.
Su Jiahe didn't know what the two of them were talking about behind their backs.
At this time, she propped her long legs on the ground, took off her hard hat and looked at the army-green gate, a glimmer of light crossed her eyes, this is it.
Despite the fact that this place looks low-key, it is actually a high-end shooting club.