Chapter 998: White Moonlight of a Delinquent Boy 39

Xianxian was indeed a little tired, so tired that it seemed that he had fought three hundred battles last night.

She listened to the words of the night blow and turned away.

After she left, Yabuki remembered that none of them had breakfast.

He didn't think much about it, he went directly to the supermarket outside the school to buy two cups of milk tea and breakfast, kept a cup of milk tea for himself, and asked the girl in the dormitory with Xianxian to bring other things to her.

Immediately, the mobile phone of the night blowing rang.

Unknown numbers.

He didn't bother to answer and hung up.

The black-haired boy took a lazy step, holding milk tea and biting the straw, thinking of the girl's clumsy skating last night, his phoenix eyes involuntarily bent, and his brown eyes reflected the early morning sun, like beautiful amber.

- Damn, why didn't Lao Tzu find out before?

She's so stupid, so stupid and cute.

The mobile phone rang again at this time, and the night blow hung up again.

Until the third sound.

Annoying!

He lowered his eyes and looked at the screen of his phone, and raised his hand to answer.

"Night blowing." Zhou Rui's voice came from the opposite side, and the night blow leaned against the shadow of the wall of the teaching building, and hummed carelessly.

Zhou Rui said: "Night blow, you come to the equipment warehouse and help the teacher carry the equipment, okay?" ”

Yes?

Night Blowing frowned, it shouldn't be his turn to move.

But he is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if Zhou Rui has bad intentions, Yebui also believes that he can deal with it freely.

So he was silent for two seconds, and under the inquiry of Zhou Rui on the other side, he answered "yes", hung up the phone, and walked to the equipment warehouse with milk tea.

The equipment warehouse is located in the most remote area of the school, and after walking for a while, he looked up at the closed door, and frowned, what are you doing when the door is closed so tightly in broad daylight.

He stood at the door and shouted, "Teacher Zhou? ”

A voice immediately came from inside: "Just come in directly, the teacher can't move." ”

Night Blowing took the milk tea and pushed open the door without hesitation.

The next second, boom!

A figure flashed behind the black-haired boy, smashing him down with a long stick.

Blood flowed down his forehead, and Ye Buki didn't have time to do anything at all, so the milk tea rolled directly from his hand and spilled it all over the ground.

Immediately, the teenager who fell at the door was dragged into the equipment warehouse.

“……”

Xian Xian received the milk tea and breakfast that Ye Fu asked people to help bring back.

It's all lukewarm.

That bastard is pretty sweet.

She took a sip of strawberry milk tea through a straw, and the sweet taste spread between her lips and teeth.

She didn't sleep all night, and after eating breakfast, she lay on the bed for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.

Later, when he was awakened by others, Xianxian Zheng had a rare nightmare.

I can't remember the details of the dream anymore. There is only a pair of bloodshot phoenix eyes, as if they are about to be engraved on the tip of people's hearts.

Xianxian didn't have time to think, and the girl who woke her up said with a bitter face: "Sister Night, someone asked me to give you a message, saying that Brother Night is waiting for you in the equipment warehouse." ”

Because this girl helped Yebu bring her breakfast before this, Xianxian didn't think much about it when she heard this, and even yawned lazily.

Eleven o'clock at noon.

She stood in the doorway of the equipment warehouse.

The closed door made her frown, and she suddenly remembered the dream she had just had.

She must have thought too much. Because she doesn't have a mobile phone, it's normal for the night blow to ask someone to ask her out, but this place is a little off, and I don't know what the night blow is going to do here......

Xian Xian raised her hand and pushed the door open.

There was a creak, dust was flying in the sun, and the foam cushions in the equipment warehouse —

Lying was a topless teenager.

Beside the young man, the woman looked back in panic with tears on her face.

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