Chapter 174: Threat
Chu Sixuan stared at Ye Xiaojun, his eyes were spinning, his little head brushed the ground, and he looked at Meng Yunhe.
Aggrieved and said: "What are you talking about, why don't I understand it?" β
Ye Xiaojun raised her hand with a smile, and Chu Baobao immediately lowered her head and stretched out, the whole person was pitiful.
Rubbed his hairy little brain melon dotingly.
There is no sense of disobedience.
Chu Sixuan tilted his head and squinted at Meng Yunhe proudly.
Look, she is a well-deserved pet.
Even if he deliberately said something profound, pretending that the two had a tacit understanding, it would not hinder her status in the slightest.
Hum!
Junjun is hers.
Meng Yunhe was speechless: "......"
Knowing that it was very naΓ―ve, a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart.
Well, Chu Sixuan's provocation, he received it.
After a long time, when Chu Sixuan inserted Xiaoman's waist and asked Meng Yunhe loudly, she realized that she had no intention of "offending" a big Buddha so early, but it was too late to regret it.
"It's nothing," Ye Xiaojun shook his head with a smile, and tilted his head to greet Meng Yunhe, "This morning...... Thank you, let's go first. β
Seeing her coming, Meng Yunhe was overjoyed, his face was slightly hot, and he quickly turned around and left: "You're welcome." β
Luckily, his face never turned red when it was hot, and no one could know.
Before he could finish his rejoicing, he heard Chu Sixuan's voice: "Why do I think the squad leader is like a little daughter-in-law who has fled from the desert?" β
Meng Yunhe's feet were crooked, and he almost fell: "......"
Can't you wait for him to go far?
Ye Xiaojun pushed Chu Sixuan with a smile: "Hurry up." β
"What I'm saying is true, you see, the school gate is here, what is the class leader going towards that side? It's obviously just a rush to choose the road. Chu Sixuan proudly defended.
Meng Yunhe: "......"
A man gritted his teeth with hatred, standing awkwardly, not walking, not leaving, that is called an anger.
Who said Chu Sixuan was stupid? This is clearly a master who pretends to be stupid.
Of course, he didn't panic, he wanted to go to the Academic Affairs Office, but he didn't react for a while, and he just walked away.
I had the heart to explain, but I didn't want Xiao Jun to know, so I could only bite the bullet and default to the panic.
Waiting for Ye Xiaojun to pull the person away with a smile, Meng Yunhe's straight back was like a tight bow, and he relaxed in an instant.
Although there is sunshine at noon in winter, it is not scorching, and it is warm and comfortable. He seemed to be very hot, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. ββββββββββββββββββ
Meng Yunhe took a deep breath and stood for a long time before swinging away the chaos in his mind.
Glancing at the empty space behind him, he turned back in satisfaction, the corners of his mouth raised.
Strode towards the Academic Affairs Office.
"Director Qian, is this the so-called will be solved?" Meng Yunhe clasped his hands in front of his chest, strode forward, and sneered.
According to what you have seen and heard, will you not be able to distinguish the gap between the rumor-mongers and the disseminators?
Zhou Dasheng is also a communicator, and he is still a fool who is used by others.
Don't mention the rumor-mongers, when they are all stupid?
The gold plate axe was already busy, and when he saw Meng Yunhe, the corners of his eyes immediately twitched, and his head hurt even more.
Now, Meng Yunhe has managed to become the second person he doesn't want to see.
Jin Bang Axe said that he hadn't found out yet, but his mouth couldn't open that mouth.
Because Meng Yunhe's eyes were also very demonic, he seemed to be able to speak, and said vigorously, "Don't tell me you can't find it, I don't believe it." β
The gold plate axe had a black face, and his expression was vague.
Amazing...... The truth is that he really didn't find out.
The face was disgraced to Siberia.
The golden plate axe can't be spoken, where can Meng Yunhe still not understand.