Lin * pure black iron * sorrowful,

"emmmmm, I deceived your father after studying, are you considering holding the wedding in Yanhui Mountain? The price is competitive! Food & Wine! Hot spring baths! Big bonfire! Party all night long! The capacity is huge! Convenient, concealed, do whatever you want! Everything you want! I can even plant lavender in advance near Yanhui Mountain, there is no charge for the gift of friendship, and the purple flower sea is the most suitable for the classic 10, so you are 1 or 0... Ahem, cough, cough, the previous sentence is crossed out and ignored - but the wedding venue or something, please be sure to think about it carefully!! ”

So they're waiting for me here...

For the first time, Sikong really felt that the phrase "being rich means being able to do whatever you want" was right.

I really have to thank you first?!

What a wicked worker—

Who gave it away first What bullshit love thirty-six style or what kind of ghost thing, who came up with the bad idea to play like this?

Say it, Ben Gongzi promises to kill him with money!

However, since Sikong had already arrived here, it meant that it was too late, and he pitted himself in.

This time, his attitude was extremely resolute,

"If you don't go to class, you'd rather die!"

Yes, that's right, Sikong Yu is forced to die, and thieves have no dignity.

Sikong was speechless for a long time and said,

"Boss Lin, can you be a little more undisciplined, don't you feel angry at all? Your attitude makes me panic..."

Huang Dashan forcibly added drama,

"Oh no, it's... The feeling of heartbeat..."

Lin Chou said seriously,

"How much do you think it's appropriate for a pound to sell for anger?"

Angry or something, how can you marry off the prince with your own hands... No, how can there be a real way to marry the white family to Sikong with his own hands!

- I feel good both physically and mentally when I think about it.

It's better to be a witness or something, make money and take revenge, tsk.

Sikong could see that someone Lin's eyes were very abnormal.

But now that I say that my son is really not a, will there be a desire to cover up Mizhang and forcibly explain that there is no silver three hundred taels here?

His eyes rolled, and he said weakly,

"Five cents can't be more."

Over there, Chen Qingyu almost slapped and applauded, and couldn't wait to say,

"Teacher Shen, Teacher Shen, when will we start class?"

Shen Daru, who had been ignored for a long time, had a certain "complacent" light flashing in his eyes.

(Hehe, starting today:

Lord Haihuang Lin Chou and the Fortune Boy Sikong are our Shen students, and they are the descendants of the entire Ancient Literature Research Association. ）

(etc...) ）

(Sikong is my student, who still needs to look at the face of the committee?) Secretary Qin's iron rooster or something, to hell with it! ）

Thinking of this, the smile on Shen Daru's face became even stronger,

"Ahem, don't worry, wait, there are still people who haven't arrived."

Lin Chou blinked,

"Huh? Anyone else? Who..."

Shen Daru said unfathomably,

"You'll know when you come, fate, it's wonderful."

Huang Dashan muttered,

"It won't be... The Cold Tyrannosaurus deity..."

Looking at the lively guys, I can't wait to sew this thing and that bird's beak shut.

Shen Daru shuddered, and his smile gradually disappeared.

Sikong smiled and said,

"If it doesn't exist, Sister Qingyu won't be so stupid, Leng Zhong will directly dismantle people...... it!! ”

The commonplace cursed.

Sikong is swearing.

It's not scientific~

Everyone followed Sikong's gaze and burst into foul language in various postures:

"it."

"?"

"it!"

"Damn..."

Leng Han, here it is.

Until Leng Han walked in front of him, no one dared to speak, or even gasped.

Even Shen Daru maintained a forty-five-degree angle looking at the sky, motionless to reduce his sense of presence.

Leng Han walked to Lin Chou's side, and a slightly gentle expression appeared on his face.

"Why are you all squatting here?"

Saying that, she actually bent down and sat on the threshold with Lin Chou.

Everyone: (ヾノ꒪ཫ꒪)

- What the hell? Is the mighty Tyrannosaurus so approachable!

Leng Han stretched out his hand and twisted a crab claw from Lin Chou's crab,

"Click, click."

"Hmm, it's a little spicy, hiss..."

"But it's delicious!"

Lin Chou: "......"

Half a day before he stiffly replied,

"Ah, then it's all for you, is it time for breakfast?"

"Not yet..."

Lin Chou got up,

"You eat first, I'll get you something."

"Hmm... Click, click, click..."

Leng Han held the half-eaten crab in Lin Chou's hand, eating it in an elegant manner, peeling the crab shell and removing the crab claws, and his movements were dexterous and neat.

The scene was as silent as death.

After eating for a while, she suddenly looked up,

"You're looking at me."

Declarative sentences, with genuine ice in their voices, quickly began to freeze around the crowd.

"Haha, no, no..."

"How is that possible!"

"Look at you, how dare we, ah, I didn't mean that..."

Seeing Leng Han's eyebrows gradually raised, Sikong who was still the least cold-resistant came out to control the field.

He said nonchalantly,

"Hey, why are you wearing formal clothes and leather armor today..."

——“？ ”

Everyone's livers trembled, don't do a big death, what kind of problem are you...

Sikong made a probe to look into the house, and lowered his voice like a mosquito humming,

"That guy, I secretly told me a few days ago that the black dress you are wearing is very beautiful, and your eyes are bright!"

——“...”

Silent.

Thrilling fifteen seconds.

Leng Han said,

"It's none of my business."

"Ziyu, you stay here, I'll go in and eat, hungry."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the door, leaving everyone with an indifferent back.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and complained covertly,

"I'm a hell of a."

"What the hell... It's really fake..."

"Hell knows what I just saw!"

Sikong muttered to himself,

"It doesn't exist... It's unscientific... What's going on... How's that... So what? ”

Chen Qingyu smacked his lips and suddenly asked,

"Master Shen, do you still use this lesson from Boss Lin?"

Leng Han has been eating the remaining crabs from Lin Chou for a long time, and there are no blind people in this group.

Huang Dashan hey,

"It's still a fart class, it's not too much for the person who won the Cold Tyrannosaurus to come out with this master-level [Bubble Girl Guide], right?"

Song Qingyun was the first to respond,

"Rush to buy it – I'm definitely going to buy it! Seniors, idols, it's awesome! ”

"Wait a minute, Lieutenant General Leng seems to be talking about Ziyu just now..."

", when did you come here, young master Ziyu?!"

After following Leng Han to come, he stood directly opposite everyone, but Ziyu, who still had no sense of existence:

"Hehe, I heard it all."

This matter can never be solved with a barbecue.

...

in the store.

Leng Han looked at the half-eaten big red cockroach in his hand with annoyance.

Why did you take it?

Why did you eat it?

Why didn't you think about refusing?

What to do, they are all saying, what a shame!

Lin Chou shouted in the kitchen,

"Do you still eat ham rice balls this time?"

"Eat."

Leng Han himself was stunned, and suddenly covered his face with grief and despair.

- My face is so hot!