Chapter Ninety-One: Turtle Hair
Cheng Yi was mad.
Is she a virus, actually doing this to her!
Why did they deliberately isolate her collectively because they fell into He Jing's trap?
Turning his head, there were other classmates laughing when they saw this scene, as if gloating, Cheng Yi couldn't bear it anymore, covered his face and left the school.
All of this is He Jing's fault!
She wants Cheng's father and Cheng's mother to teach He Jing a lesson, and let He Jing get out of the silver high.
And He Ning......
No, He Ning and He Sui have already defected, she is going to find the third brother He Zhou, he will definitely stand up for her!
He Jing didn't know what Cheng Yi was thinking, she opened her eyes and thought about it, Cheng Yi took sick leave to come to school and left, is this considered truancy, think about it carefully: Forget it, if her points are really deducted, she may have to go to He Ning to serve tea again.
Can one less thing be less......
Yan Hanxi suddenly bumped her arm on the side: "Three good students, is the computer lent to you useful?"
He Jing naturally wouldn't borrow something and dislike it, not to mention that Yan Hanxi came up with 7's handwriting, and thanked him very sincerely: "It's easy to use, thank you, classmate Yan."
Yan Hanxi's thin lips hooked slightly: "Classmate Yan is Cheng Yi's name, change it."
He Jing wrinkled her eyebrows: "...... Great God?"
Yan Hanxi said, "I don't engage in feudal superstition."
He Jing: "Big Talk?"
Yan Hanxi: "I don't mix gangsters."
He Jing: "Brother Xi?"
Yan Hanxi: "I don't love people to call me brother."
He Jing: "......"
What the hell is there to be picky about a title.
Is he a turtle hair?
Yan Hanxi urged her, "Think about it again, huh?"
He Jing was silent for a moment, and slowly spit out three words: "Yan Hanxi."
What could be more unpretentious than the name.
Yan Hanxi smiled, poked the table with the end of the pen, and the button of the ballpoint pen rang again and again.
He seemed satisfied, but He Jing was powerless to complain: Are the people who are the leading actors more neurological, so they are so neurotic.
Yan Hanxi glanced at her, and seemed to smile: "Scold me in your heart?"
He Jing: "......"
Can you know this?
Yan Hanxi put down the ballpoint pen and rubbed his forehead helplessly: "The scholarship is about to be issued, for the sake of me borrowing your computer, please invite me to dinner."
He Jing looked suspicious: "Really?"
Yan Hanxi let out a flirtatious nasal voice: "Uh-huh, what do you say?"
He Jing wrinkled her eyebrows in embarrassment: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Yan Han Xi pondered for a moment, He Jing is no longer the daughter of the Cheng family, the family will not be as rich as before, if you can save it for her, save it for her.
He thought for a moment and said conservatively, "Australian lobster?"
The temperature around He Jing plummeted: "......"
Yan Han frowned, and changed to a cheap one: "Filet mignon?"
「…… Do you want me to go bankrupt?"
"Seafood sashimi?"
「…… I can't afford to buy it imported from Japan, so can you eat a small loach by the river?"
"Turkish fried rice?"
「…… Are you talking about the Turkish alias the old godmother?"
Yan Hanxi: "......"
What else can you eat?
Yan Hanxi thinks that his requirements have been lowered to the point that there is no standard.
After thinking about it for a moment, he said seriously, "Why don't you decide?"
He has the cultivation of an aristocratic gentleman.
He Jing seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and spit out three words with an expressionless face: "Malatang."
Yan Hanxi: "......"
"The meat dishes can't exceed three taels, and the ingredients can be sandwiched casually."
Yan Hanxi was angry and funny: "Can you have a little sincerity?"
He is a dignified silver high school bully and the prince of City A, and he is shameless to be seen by others.
He Jing's indifferent expression broke down, she looked at him deeply, and finally compromised: "Okay, allow you to clip a few more beef shutters."
Yan Hanxi: ...... Does he look like a man who likes to eat cow shutters?
In the end, Yan Hanxi still didn't accept He Jing's invitation to squat on the side of the road to eat Malatang, because he received a call from the Yan family.
He squinted at He Jing while talking on the phone, and his answer was very perfunctory, and after hanging up, he hooked his lower lip: "Malatang is unhygienic, you have to eat less, let's go to your house for dinner another day."