"You... Why are you here, what do you want to do?" Nietzscheer broke free from Fanchen's hands with both hands, looked at his clothes, breathed a sigh of relief, protected his chest with both hands, took a few steps on his hind legs, and his eyes were full of vigilance, wanting to guard against Fanchen like a thief. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fake, I still want to ask you, I said Miss, what's the situation with you?" Fan Chen said depressedly, his head was full of black lines, and his feelings were like a pervert, and his heart suddenly felt like Dou E.

Nietzscheer only woke up at this time, this look at the surrounding environment, his face turned red all of a sudden, he didn't dare to look at Fanchen, just woke up, he saw Fanchen in front of him, subconsciously was a storm-like attack, suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he lowered his head embarrassedly.

Seeing that Fan Chen looked depressed, he stepped forward quickly and said with concern: "Are you better?" grabbed Fan Chen's shoulder, looked left and right.

Fan Chen's heart trembled, and from Nietzscheer's tone, he read the concern, and deliberately puffed up: "Hmph! What do you say! I just woke up, and my body was still very weak, and I was beaten by you with a stick, and I was about to be hammered to death by you."

"Ahh I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" Nietzscheer said in a panic, and after speaking, his palms fluctuated, pressing on Fanchen's shoulders, and vigorous spiritual power was injected into his body.

"You, you lie to me!" After a while, he found that Fan Chen's body was full of spiritual power, and his injuries were good, and he was half weak, so he realized that he had been fooled, so he exhaled angrily.

"Haha, fooled. Fan Chen smiled, his spirit and recovery, his face was still a little pale!

Nietzsche's tone was weak, and he said in a low voice: "This is Chinese food bought for you, and you haven't woken up, so I..."

"So you're sleeping in my bed?" Fan Chen quipped.

"Oh! I'm just sleepy, so—" The more she spoke, the smaller she became, and even she couldn't hear herself.

Fan Chen secretly felt bitter in her heart, it seems that she came to deliver lunch at noon, and now she is about to eat dinner, how ruthless she is, but can I tell her those secrets, can I trust her, the people's belief in light, Fan Chen is deeply understood.

"Nietzscheer, what do you think of the Lord God of Light?" Fan Chen said casually, his eyes paying attention to Nietzscheer's eyes.

Nietzscheer was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Fan Chen asked himself this, and said casually and solemnly: "The Lord God of Light is our patron saint, our supreme deity, she is the one who brings us light, it is she who created us, it is she..."

Looking at Nietzscheer's expression, solemn, solemn, pious, and sacred, she didn't say a word, Fanchen's heart was heavy, and Fanchen didn't listen to what she said later, and her heart became colder and colder.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Fanchen was silent, Nietzsche hurriedly asked.

"Oh! it's nothing, maybe the body hasn't fully recovered!" Fan Chen said with a smile, there are some things that he really can't change now.

"Well, this meal is cold, I'll go and get you dinner again, you can rest again!"

"It's okay, I can already walk around on my own, I'm a samurai, that little injury can't bother me!" Fan Chen said with a hearty smile.

"Okay, let's go to dinner together!" Nietzsche clasped his hands, his eyes full of joy. Said happily.

"I don't want to go out with you!" Fan Chen recalled those murderous eyes in the early morning, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Nietzsche's beautiful eyes suddenly darkened, and she said aggrievedly: "What?"

"That" Fan Chen originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Nietzsche's eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore, and said with a smile: "Because going out with a big beauty like you, I'm afraid that others will be jealous, and if I meet a snake-toothed madman again, my life will be lost!"

Nietzscheer blushed and was embarrassed, the gloom in his eyes was swept away, and he snorted softly: "Bah! It's all nonsense, I think you're a bad embryo." ”

Randomly raised his head as if he remembered something, and glared at Fan Chen: "I see you're making excuses again, right? Hmph! I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of as a big boy? Let's go!"

said that he was going to drag Fanchen, but Fanchen had no choice but to disarm and surrender.

"Okay! I'll do it!" Fan Chen said helplessly.

Just when Fanchen agreed, he didn't see it, and Nietzscheer showed a sly smile in his eyes, an expression of successful tricks.

"I don't bother to pay attention to many people who want to invite Miss Ben, hmph! You're good, it's as if I'm forcing you, and I'm unwilling. His mouth was bulging, and he was indescribably radiant, and he said in his heart, "If this wood doesn't push him, he won't go, hum! But on purpose..."

"Okay, Miss, I'm wrong, no, I'll treat you tonight, so let's apologize!" Fan Chen was completely defeated, and his reason was completely suppressed by his heart.

"Well, that's pretty much it!" Nietzscheer walked in front like a proud peacock.

......

After dinner, Fan Chen was already covered in sweat, just now Fan Chen had hundreds of enemies, the reason was obvious to Nietzscheer, Nietzscheer was still happy as if he was fine.

After eating, Fanchen originally intended to go to the library to read books, Nietzsche said that he should take a walk after eating, otherwise it will not be good for the digestive system, Fanchen didn't listen at first, so she took out a pharmaceutical case to teach Fanchen a lesson, and heard Fanchen in the clouds. In desperation, I agreed to go for a walk.

After agreeing, I found out that I was fooled, Nietzscheer took Fanchen to visit the store at the entrance of the college, jewelry stores, clothing shops, snack shops, etc., now it is just dinner time, as long as the boys of Wright College along the way, watching Nietzscheer being pulled by Fanchen, will look at Fanchen with eyes that are almost killing his father and enemy.

Fan Chen was tormented all the way, and the treatment in the morning was enjoyed again, and Fan Chen simply ignored it later, he was already a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, anyway, there were so many people who were ruthless, and he didn't care about one more person being ruthless.

also glared at each other from time to time, looking at Fan Chen's arrogant appearance, many people suddenly wanted to find him to duel, but Fan Chen was disdainful of this, is it possible that there are still people who dare to use force in the academy, if you want to duel, it depends on whether the master is happy, otherwise there is no way.

"Is it good-looking?" Nietzscheer wore an almost transparent snow-white silk scarf, embroidered with a golden silk phoenix, and turned in a circle in front of Fanchen, and the bright yellow hospital uniform swayed in the wind, like a yellow butterfly.

"Glamorous and moving, incomprehensible, beautiful and delicious!" Fanchen spit out beads, completely fallen, and the saliva was about to fall to the ground.

Looking at Fanchen's fiery eyes, Nietzscheer was suddenly ashamed, but her heart was very sweet, and she said in her heart, "Hmph! It seems that you have opened up your wood!" and then said: "I mean this silk scarf!"

"Oh oh!" Fan Chen only woke up at this time, and hurriedly wiped his saliva with a smile: "It's very worthy of you!"

He turned around and asked the shopkeeper: "Boss, how do you sell this silk scarf?"

"Ouch! Miss is really discerning! This is high-end silk purchased from the distant kingdom of Zamuhe! This is the treasure of our shop, and Childe is the most suitable gift for his girlfriend, I believe it would be the best for this young lady!"

Fan Chen was told by the boss, and suddenly made a big face, glared at Nietzscheer who was covering his mouth and stealing fun next to him, so he said angrily: "I asked you the price, what are you doing nonsense with me?"

The middle-aged woman was angry when she saw Fan Chen, so she hurriedly laughed and said: "Childe is angry, I'm such a big mouth, hehe..."

"What? a gold coin, why don't you grab it?" Fan Chen didn't feel anything, but Nietzsche jumped to his feet, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at the boss with the other, and said angrily.

After all, the tuition fee at Wright College is only one gold coin a year.

Fan Chen hurriedly grabbed the crazy Nietzscheer, and said with a pleasant face: "Okay! lady image!"