Chapter 69: Rebirth School Grass is Not Good 17

This night, Cen Feng didn't sleep all night.

With the energy-saving desk lamp, I took a pen and wrote down a page full of numbers.

And Shi Huan had a sweet dream all night.

Because Huo'er said, Cen Feng's blackening value dropped by 30 all of a sudden.

Suddenly dropped so much, she must have loved her very much.

So the next day, when it was time for lunch, she sat directly next to Cen Feng.

Across from the boy sat the boy from last night.

Yu Biao didn't notice that there was anyone behind him, and handed his second-hand phone to Cen Feng in a shyly manner:

"Eh, the results of our first lieutenant school flower selection are out. Exactly as I hoped, Li Qingxue was elected. ”

touched his chin, obviously very happy, but pretended to regret:

"Actually, if you just look at your face, Fu Huan is absolutely glamorous. However, she has no other advantages other than the face that can be swiped and the card that can't. Most boys of our age prefer girls like Li Qingxue who are pure and lovely, have excellent grades, and are gentle and kind. ”

For example, he not only voted for Li Qingxue, but also pulled his roommate to vote together.

Looking at Cen Feng's face with heavy wounds, he persuaded earnestly:

"I really didn't expect that the overlord is worthy of his name, and he is really domineering and violent, and he will beat you like this. I take back my previous words, Brother Feng, forget it, don't play bad for her. No matter how rich you are, it's useless to spend it. ”

Thinking that the injury on Cen Feng's face was from Shi Huan's hand, Yu Biao regretted it very much.

How can he encourage his brother to bend his waist for money and lose the dignity of a man.

With a guilty heart, he reluctantly cut his love and pushed Li Qingxue's beautiful photos over:

"Brother Feng, look at this Li Qingxue, she is also very beautiful."

The goddess of boys.

"Ugly."

The boy didn't raise his head, and threw out a word indifferently.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he finally lifted his face that was almost buried in the bowl and looked behind Yu Biao.

Sure enough, it was her.

She heard Yu Biao's words, she was unhappy, she must have been, so she didn't smile at him.

Xiuqi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, glanced at Yu Biao casually, and said in a low voice:

"You go to another table, and besides, don't talk about her in the future."

Yu Biao: "You're talking to me?" …… Are you driving me away? What am I doing wrong? ”

Shi Huan went around from the back at the right time, and put the dinner plate next to Cen Feng's plate, and the edges were next to each other.

Only then did he have a tiger face, and his tone was cold:

"Speak ill of me behind my back, don't you drive you away, and leave you here to answer me?"

Yu Biao glanced at the plates that were sticking together, and then looked at the subtle atmosphere between the two, as well as what Brother Feng said just now, a proper declaration of protecting his wife!

What else is there not to understand about this!

He didn't leave, but took out a pack of high-end napkins in his pocket and wiped the table very diligently.

After wiping it, he took out the remaining paper towels painfully, spread them out one by one, and spread them around Shi Huan's dinner plate.

Then, taking a step back, learning the etiquette of a Western waiter, he bowed slightly, stretched out a hand as an invitation, and said in a tone as respectful as he was:

"Sister Fu, please!"

Shi Huan paused, bent his eyes to hide his discomfort for a moment, and said with a smile:

"I prefer you to call me Sister Huan."

Yu Biao is as good as flowing: "Sister Huan." ”

The girl's smile widened and she nodded in satisfaction:

"Okay, if you call me sister, you will be Cen Feng's friend in the future. It's all family, sit down. ”

Yu Biao: ...... Has he been relegated from a brother to a friend?

When Shi Huan sat down, he found that the young man moved his body quietly to make room for her.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a touch of sweetness, she clubbed her chin with both hands, and looked at the young man with an invincible side face, and said:

"She's not good-looking, so look at me, I'm good-looking, very beautiful."

After speaking, he was expecting Cen Feng to respond, when he noticed a gust of wind blowing in his ears, the kind of wind that was thrown over with a slap, accompanied by the sound of luck.

"You thief!"