Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

"kid."

Shen Lingxi raised her head and took her attention away from the game console.

"What's wrong?"

Xie An stood by the door and said sincerely: "Usually at this time, shouldn't you come out and give it away?"

Shen Lingxi thought about it too, and immediately walked to the door: "Goodbye."

Xie An gritted his teeth, really cold and ruthless.

"That's it?"

Shen Lingxi asked with a smile, "Not satisfied?"

"Should I be satisfied?" Xie An asked rhetorically.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Lingxi suddenly rushed up and hugged the person full of arms and refused to let go: "Don't go, you stay with others, they are afraid."

Xie An: "..."

This play is added, caught off guard.

Shen Lingxi's pair of watery, innocent-looking big eyes looked at him pitifully: "I missed you before you left."

Looking at this inferior acting, Xie An couldn't help laughing: "Missing is also a kind of practice."

Shen Lingxi's mouth twitched, what kind of delusional remarks are these.

Xie An twitched her restrained hand, adjusted her posture, and couldn't help but touch her hair: "Good, I'll call you when I get there."

...

The day after Xie Wen left.

No. 1 High School ushered in the first monthly exam of this semester.

It has been a while since the winter vacation ended. The students who have slowed down the buffering speed have all recovered their minds, and their enthusiasm for learning is unprecedentedly high.

To be precise, he showed great enthusiasm for the basketball game after the monthly exam.

Director Jiang made a speech at the flag-raising conference on Monday, saying that if everyone does well in the monthly test, a basketball game will be held.

For high school students who have no extracurricular life and do not know which teacher will take over the physical education class, a basketball game is like a huge candy to them.

The boys who like basketball are even more enthusiastic.

"I'm going, I'll take the language test later, and there is news from the first class that the recitation of ancient poems will be tested on the "School of Teachers".

"Shut up, you still remember one sentence, I don't know where my book went, did you see my book, it was put here yesterday."

"You two are going to be funny, you can lose all the books you read."

A group of people jumped around in the class, not to mention how lively it was.

Wang Zhuo gave up the treatment, and when he turned his head, he saw Xie Feng was cooperating, closing his eyes and thinking.

Although the voice was not loud, he could vaguely hear the content, which was the content of an ancient poem.

Wang Zhuo turned the book in horror, listening to Xie Feng memorizing the classical Chinese words like tongue twisters word for word.

"Brother Feng." Wang Zhuo swallowed his saliva and asked what he had been brewing for a long time, "Are you still my brother Feng?"

Xie Feng glanced at him and prepared to memorize the next article: "It's not your handsome brother Feng, who else could it be?"

Wang Zhuo asked cautiously, "Did you buy some medicine for you at home?"

Otherwise, why would you suddenly become interested in learning?

It’s okay to be interested, and just like Zhongxie, I started to study seriously. Is this about to stage a prodigal son?

Xie Feng: "..."

Xie Xiaoye's brain circuit is magical, and Wang Zhuo is also a rare treasure. Sometimes his ideas are so unpredictable that Xie Feng wonders what this kid grew up eating.

How can it be so cute.

"I bought it." Xie Feng calmly turned the pages of the book, "My brother bought me a mixed doubles package. Do you want it? I'll recommend it to you."