"Hee-hee, then what you promised me before~"

Something promised you?

Hashimoto Ichiro was stunned, he, like Jiang Xiao, had no memory of the original owner, so he didn't know what he promised Xiaoxue.

But.

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand, Ichiro Hashimoto played a roundabout tactic.

"Hey, hey, I didn't promise you anything, did I remember wrong?"

Hearing this, Xiaoxue's face immediately turned red, the same state as before Jiang Xiao had just gone crazy.

"You want to pay the bill!"

"No, no, no!" Ichiro Hashimoto immediately waved his hand and said, "It's not that I want to repay the debt, I just want to know if you can still remember what I promised at that time." ”

Hearing Hashimoto say this, Xiaoxue's expression returned to a sweet smile.

"I hate it, and I test people~"

Xiaoxue's face blushed and kept pounding Ichiro Hashimoto's chest with her small fists.

"You said last semester as long as I use myself. The blood there writes you a confessional love letter, and you will do bad things with me. ”

Just one sentence.

shocked Ichiro Hashimoto and Sakura in the live broadcast room twice.

I know it's a love letter written in blood, but who is a good person who uses the blood there!

Not to mention anything bad or bad.

Doesn't it sound like it's good for children?

[This, this is junior high school? 】

[Should I say it or not, in fact, Xiaoxue's height can be one meter six or five, and it is not impossible to match it with a mature body]

[Punishment! How can you not be punished? Just that sounds so cute! 】

[No, if you're all junior high school students, you shouldn't be able to torture it, right? ] And even if something happens, it's not against the woman's will, right? 】

[That's not going to work either!] Underage just can't! If Hashimoto dares to go up, he will go to prison! 】

[Uh, why not?] Xiaoxue took the initiative, right? Hashimoto was voluntary, and Hashimoto is younger in age, don't forget, they are now essentially a junior high school student! 】

The two groups of people quarreled and were angry, and the public said that the public was reasonable, and the mother said that the mother was reasonable.

Finally, a professional couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to popularize science.

[I had this kind of almost identical actual combat experience at the beginning, whether I was punished or not, whether I could be tortured or not, mainly depending on where the incident occurred. 】

[Look at the place of the incident? How so? 】

[Simple, if it happens at the woman's house, then the man is not responsible! And if it happened at the man's house, then Hashimoto couldn't tell Kiel-cut. 】

Most of the people are skeptical, but since this guy says that he has actual combat experience, then let's just do what he says. 、

And the party Hashimoto Ichiro was stunned.

Actually, he can also be regarded as a pervert, but perverts are also divided into many branches.

It just so happens that he is for the case of minors. It's not too cold, and at the same time I feel a little brute.

Of course, only a little.

After all, if you put aside the actual age, Xiaoxue looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Ugh"

After brewing for a long time, Ichiro Hashimoto asked with the last bit of conscience he had left.

"Senior sister, ask very politely, do I want to change my promise?"

Xiaoxue's expression darkened, and she asked rhetorically.

"Words are like spilled water, do you think it's possible?"

"If I Break My Word"

"Hehe, then I'll find my dad to kill you!"

Hashimoto Ichiro's face stiffened, he still heard of this second generation of the richest man in Aoyama, and immediately changed his words.

"Hug a little, I'll mention it casually, senior sister is so beautiful, I am naturally willing."

"That's good~"

After speaking, Xiaoxue stuffed Hashimoto Ichiro with a note that was the same as Jiang Xiao, and left before others found out that the two were getting along.

At this time, Jiang Xiao, who returned to the classroom with a group of horses, finally had time to open the note.

[Evening, the end of evening self-study, ten o'clock, the third small flower bed in the lecture hall, waiting for you]

Not?

Jiang Xiao frowned.

This can't be done, this sick petite is still in love at an early age.

"As the flower of the motherland, the pillar of the future, and an excellent successor of socialism, how can he do such a heartbreaking thing?"

Think about it a little differently.

Just thinking about it, if Mu Xitang and Bai Yi fell in love when they were in junior high school, and met with boys in the small flower bed in the middle of the night, Jiang Xiao would be scratched all over.

"Jiang Xiao?"

Just when Jiang Xiao was thinking about how to deal with this matter, a voice interrupted his train of thought.

"Is that you?"

It was the study committee member Xinyi who greeted Jiang Xiao in front of him.

I saw that she asked tentatively with some embarrassment.

"Jiang Xiao, that letter. Was it really given to you by Xiaoxue? ”

Jiang Xiao nodded, there is nothing to hide about this.

After getting the result, Xinyi nodded and left, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Wozhi! Stop! ”

Jiang Xiao, who realized it later, immediately stopped Xinyi who was leaving.

The latter turned around and asked, looking puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

"You little chicken woman, you don't want to go to exterminate the black state that sues me, right?!"

After hearing Jiang Xiao's name for herself, Xinyi's face turned dark.

"Hmph, people are Qingshan school flowers, and they are still a rich second generation with rich and powerful families, do I dare to sue?"

Hey?

Why is this little chicken woman sour?

"Hehe, you are jealous that people are rich, not only rich, but also beautiful, and they study better than you~"

Wang Qiang on the side sneered, and this sentence also made Xinyi break the defense in an instant, and she was about to smash the homework book on the side.

But just then, the class rang out.

Holding the notebook, Xinyi, who was panting, had no choice but to give up.

The three classes in the morning passed quickly.

Jiang Xiao glanced at the rice in the canteen at noon.

No kidding, feed it to the dogs in the psychiatric hospital, it doesn't necessarily eat.

"What a thing, fried, salty, not salty, not light."

If you have to describe it, you can understand that the spicy fish is not spicy at all, and the saltwater tofu is not salty at all.

Specializing in the limits of students' taste buds.

Especially the soup, although there are some egg flowers and tomatoes, it does not taste like eggs and tomatoes, and it is not fragrant, salty or sour.

It's like reheating it with the water left over from last night, and then putting the insoles in it and boiling it.

There is only a faint fishy smell and a very strange taste.

Summary: The taste is very weird.

I don't know if it's because the school cafeteria is like this, or if the school in this weird story is different from Bluestar's.

After all, Jiang Xiao has never read a book.

The Chosen One with an eye on sound.

Even Xiao Ah San couldn't accept this taste, shouting that meals without Masala can't be called meals.

Belch.

There is one exception.

That's Kaneno of kimchi.

This kid seems to have never eaten fine chaff from the boar, and those who don't know think he is eating a state banquet.

Xuan is even more fierce than Wang Qiang.

Jiang Xiao didn't eat a bite, and Wang Qiang, who was sitting next to him, muttered while eating.

"Brother Xiao, you. You came to school empty-handed today, how do you wear the filial piety clothes in the afternoon? ”

"School uniforms?"

"It's not okay if you don't wear it, even if you can't be wiped out, but now that the rain has stopped, we all wear filial piety clothes during the afternoon recess, and if you don't wear it, you will definitely be caught by the school discipline inspection committee all of a sudden."

(End of chapter)