The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Still wake up naturally.

The original owner would wake up so early to clean up the mess for her father and also because of a nervous breakdown.

So every day I sleep late and get up early.

Getting used to it, Liu Huanjiao took advantage of it, getting up early and going for a run.

Come back and change clothes before going to school.

With only a few dozen yuan on her body, Liu Huanjiao bought two steamed buns, one in the morning and one at noon.

Go to Liangshu's place to eat dinner at night.

Liu Huanjiao has a strong adaptability. It is good if there is delicious food, but if there is no one, it can be considered as a meal.

A steamed bun with a glass of water is enough for the original owner.

Early self-study, as soon as the head teacher finished welcoming everyone to endorse, he called Liu Huanjiao to the office.

It's nothing more than asking about the situation and caring about it.

Although the original owner did not get good grades, she was a poor little girl who always obeyed discipline and never committed any crimes.

The head teacher feels a little bit distressed.

After listening to a bunch of studying hard, don't be affected by external conditions.

Liu Huanjiao finally entered the classroom with the class bell.

Not surprisingly, all students, including the teacher, paid attention to her.

But Liu Huanjiao was very natural, and returned to her seat, the last row without changing her face.

Once sitting down, Liu Huanjiao opened the textbook, ready to listen to the class.

But when her deskmate was on the blackboard, when the teacher's attention was on the blackboard, he fiddled with her and gave her a small note.

Unfolding, it says, "Liu Huanjiao? Is your dad really in jail?"

A very rude question, Liu Huanjiao tilted her head, but she saw her eyes that were really curious, so pure that there was nothing else.

In my memory, the original host’s speech at the same table was indeed a bit unpleasant.

But the person is still good, helping the original master to cover, and bringing her some delicious food from time to time.

So Liu Huanjiao scribbled a few words on the slip of paper, folded it and handed it to the same table.

The tablemates were expecting to unfold, but saw the words written on it.

"Talk after class and listen carefully."

Clam?

There is something wrong!

Tenth to the bottom of the class and the third to the bottom of the class Don't pass notes and listen to the class seriously? !

Then it's easier for you to let Ding Jinque skip class!

But seeing Liu Huanjiao at the same table taking the class seriously, she was a little embarrassed to interrupt her serious appearance, so she rested her mind, thinking that it would be possible to talk after class.

People can't run anyway.

"Well, in jail, three years."

Liu Huanjiao was doing after-school questions while answering questions from her deskmate.

The tablemate was very excited, an uncontrollable excitement, "Liu Huanjiao, aren't you sad at all? That's your father!"

Liu Huanjiao stopped writing, looked at each other, and replied, "He was in jail because of me."

"Clam?"

The tablemate couldn't immediately react, but she quickly understood what Liu Huanjiao meant, "Well, I heard them say, it seems that because your father beat you, he knocked you out and was hospitalized. He was in jail, right? "

Liu Huanjiao's eyes didn't know what it meant, "That's it."

"I remember your mother left you a long time ago, so where do you live now? Live with your relatives? Or live alone?"

"Home."

After Liu Huanjiao answered, she wanted to stop the topic, "I haven't come to school for a long time, I want to spend more time reading."

Know the current affairs, then know that it is time to stop.

The same table obviously doesn't have this function~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is almost in the middle of the entrance examination. What use is there for our results to read? Come on, tell me more about your current affairs! "

Liu Huanjiao frowned slightly, thinking that it would be better to show this girl a little more clearly, to explain more clearly.

But before she spoke, a voice came in.

"Bi Bing, what else are you asking? Didn't you see that she didn't want to tell you? Why do you keep poking at people's painful feet? What if you hate you?"