Chapter 376: Xu Ye is not jealous?

The fear of being dominated by the bean paste bag and stopwatch was too deep, Nan Yi couldn't care about his relatives, and quickly bent down to pick up the bean paste bag and stuff it back into his pocket.

This time he took the initiative to stay half a meter away from him.

Seeing what it was, the young man raised his eyebrows: "What is hidden, it's just a bean paste bag." ”

But it's just a bean, sand, and bag?

Nanyi questioned the credibility of this statement.

After all, he was vinegared for a month because of this incident, and he remembered being drunk.

Facing her amber eyes, the young man pulled his lips and asked, "The penultimate bought?" ”

It is said to be a question, but in fact, it has been affirmed.

Her Royal Highness the Princess will not take the initiative to buy a five-one bean paste bag at the school gate.

couldn't hide it, Nanyi threw the pot every day: "Han Li has to buy it for me, I can't eat it, I see that he is about to cry, they are all brothers, so I accepted it." ”

"Yo."

The young man smiled inexplicably: "Brother.... Very good. ”

Dingβ€”β€”

The microwave makes a sound.

The boy turned around, took out two portions of food from it, didn't let Nanyi take over, and took it directly to the lounge.

Nanyi didn't smell the vinegar.

It's incredible.

"Ning Zhixu, aren't you angry? Not jealous? Or are you thinking about how to whip me? Nanyi sat next to him, biting the head of his chopsticks, feeling uneasy.

The young man lowered his head and drank the porridge slowly, his side face was handsome and elegant, and he swallowed the food before replying: "What is there to be jealous of, a bean paste bag." ”

These words.... What a lie.

However, it may be because of illness, forcing the king to take care of this matter, and Nanyi also thinks that he really doesn't eat this old vinegar and concentrates on eating food.

And the moment she looked away, the young man next to her narrowed his eyes slightly, eager to penetrate the half of the damn bean paste bag in her pocket.

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Ning Zhixu missed the physics competition due to illness and took the midterm exam at the end of May normally.

According to the ranking of the monthly exam results in April, Ning Zhixu, the penultimate with a score of zero, sat in the last examination room, and Nanyi has been sitting.

And in front of him is the penultimate - Han Li.

When the boy entered the last examination room, everyone saluted.

Live rather know Xu!

Live the first in the whole grade!

What a living big guy!

The legend actually came to their last examination room, and the row had to be sufficient.

The originally lively examination room was silent in an instant, and everyone sneaked up on the big guy and walked straight to the last row and sat down.

Ning Zhixu and Han Li appeared almost at the same time.

One goes through the front door.

One goes through the back door.

The two sat down in front and back, Han Li turned his head and knocked on the desk of his rival: "Borrow a pen." ”

The big guy stepped on the bar in front of the table with his feet, the stool swayed back and forth rhythmically, and the only pen in his hand was turned.

The eyebrows and eyes are tired, and the tone is full of casual energy: "Don't you like to eat bean paste buns, why don't you write with bean paste filling." ”

Han Li: ......

Ten netizens onlookers: ......

Xu Ye in society is really the strongest topic terminator.

Everyone wants to donate a pen to Han Libaba.

Han Li spat out a dirty word, tilted his chin slightly, and a little disdain appeared on his handsome face: "Master Xu, isn't it naΓ―ve?" The vinegar is so strong. ”

The vinegar-soaked dog was straightforward: "Okay, fair competition, you take the bean paste bag every day to hook up with our family." ”

recalled a series of sassy operations of this master.

How can he have the face to say fair play?

The preparatory bell rang, and the two invigilators came in with a stack of sealed test papers.

Han Li had just turned around and was about to find someone to borrow a pen, when a pen flew straight from behind his shoulder and landed on his desktop.