I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 13
“Isn’t there a note here?”
Chu Meng bent down and picked up a light blue note paper from the ground, saw the line of black water pen letters, a long oh, “English major that elementary school brother surnamed Lin brought to you. Tsk, how thoughtful.”
Her voice is always low.
Several rows around can hear.
“……”
Zhao Yunsang saw Fusheng meaningfully curved the corners of his mouth, his heart a little weak.
“Lin elementary school brother still remember not?” Chu Meng comrades with the strength to interpret what is called pig teammate, “smile with dimples, yesterday you also said that people have wine in their dimples, let you drunk like a …… Well!”
Tea egg whole stuffed into Chu Meng’s mouth.
Did not peel the shell.
— you can fucking hold baba baba.
Zhao Yunsang a hook Chu Meng’s neck pressed in his lap, hate to choke on the spot to finish the matter.
“Your grandfather ……” Chu Meng choke straight rolled his eyes, desperately twist Zhao Yunsang’s thighs.
Zhao Yunsang pain teary-eyed, hate iron backhand wring back, did not dare to look at the reaction of Fusheng.
She also did not know what she was egging.
The old professor walked in with his computer just in time to end this pair of plastic sisters beating each other up.
Zhao Yunsang spilled his hand. Chu Meng immediately straightened up, bah bah spit out his mouth full of eggshells and glared at her.
“You tell the truth, are you trying to choke me to death so you can inherit my Anthem?”
Zhao Yunsang: “……”
The professor began to call the names.
The last name was Fu Sheng again.
“Here.” The difference is that this time, the one who answered was the herbalist of the Fushun Department who is better than a hundred times heard.
A clear and flat voice.
Young man sitting in the front row against the wall, broad shoulders and thin back, clothes rack figure. The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
There was a small commotion in the class.
Many students’ eyes fell on him.
Chu Meng thought she was looking at the wrong person until Zhou Jingxiao, who was sitting next to Fusheng, gave her a teasing wink.
“I go ……”
She used her arm to pestle Zhao Yunsang, “No wonder the classroom is so crowded, look who’s here.”
Zhao Yunsang face expressionless moved to the side, lazy to hitch: “We both in situ jedi five minutes.”
Chu Meng: “……?”
The old professor opened the computer, will PPT projection to the whiteboard, still is the catchy speed of speech.
Even with the volt system grass town field can not stop the drowsy most people, and look at the phone of the small half.
Zhao Yunsang did not listen for a while and began to lose concentration.
The eyes can’t help but run to the corner.
Fu Sheng is concentrating on listening to the lesson. This kind of boring content, only he can listen in.
She inexplicably thought of that sentence again – there is time, so do not want to eat with you.
Don’t want to, with you, eat.
Zhao Yunsang forcefully draw a stroke on the paper, the tip of his tongue licked the corner of his dry lips and narrowed his eyes.
How to say it.
She has not had much merit since she was a child, one of which is to rise to the occasion. The more you don’t want her to do anything, the more she wants to do; what is difficult to do, the more she wants to do.
In the words of Chu Meng, is owed to the child stirrup.
–I buy you dinner, and do not let you spend money.
Zhao girl very bandit thought, not willing to also have to give old me willing.
//
A class quickly passed.
Professor carrying a computer slowly out of the classroom.
Zhao Yunsang with book to Chu Meng pat awake: “hurry up, don’t sleep, daddy take you to eat.”
Chu Meng snoring, no response.
She looked up to the corner.
Fusheng and Zhou Jingxiao had finished packing up their things and left through the front door.
Zhao Yunsang three times put all the books into the bag, abandoned Chu Meng chase over.
The corridor is full of students who have just left class, coming and going, lively and noisy.
Behind them came shouting.
Fusheng stopped and stood in front of the elevator and turned his head to see Zhao Yunsang waving at him from afar.
Zhou Jingxiang apparently also heard it, unsuspectingly bumped him with his shoulder and flirted in a low voice: “High or you’re high, lustful, powerful.”
Fu Sheng lazily glanced at him, did not say anything.
There were too many people in between.
Zhao Yunsang walked incredibly hard, so easily almost to the front, and was stopped.
It was the little Lin student who delivered the breakfast.
“Sister.”
Little schoolboy looks fair and clear, a sentence stumbled, “Morning, breakfast ……”
Zhao Yunsang distracted: “Ate ate.”
This is true.
Roasted wheat and buns were all wiped out by Chu Meng, chicken porridge in even a grain of rice was not left for her.
Little schoolboy shy ears red: “school sister also like red dates sweet roast wheat?”
“Like like.” Zhao Yunsang perfunctorily.
This time the junior brother even neck is red, dimples are hidden: “Then I’ll …… tomorrow”
“No need to buy tomorrow.”
Elementary school brother froze: “Why?”
The beautiful Zhao schoolmate sighed and refused with a serious tone: “You are very good, I do not deserve, forget about me next.”
……
Fu Sheng leaned against the wall, and the two were separated by a not too close distance. Bony fingers gently knocking at the edge of the elevator, like holding back something.
The mood under the eyes is cold.
Zhou Jingxiao listened to the drama, a look at the hilarity is not too big: “so direct? It is estimated that the schoolboy heart is going to be broken into two-dimensional code.”
“……” Fusheng did not respond.
“He really has a dimple ha.”
Zhou Jing Idle continued to make a death, “Girls are really a fickle species, yesterday also drunk ……”
The finger that tapped the elevator paused, Fusheng looked askance at him with little expression, no sound is better than a sound.
The temperature around the rapid drop.
Zhou Jing idle hands up: “Okay, I shut up.”
After seeing Zhao Yunsang approaching, he very consciously vacated his position, not a light bulb.
“Why did your friend leave?” Zhao Yunsang looked towards Zhou Jingxiang who was heading to the other side of the corridor.
Fu Sheng asked in return, “Looking for me for something?”
Zhao Yunsang immediately remembered the main topic: “Oh, or the matter of inviting you to dinner. You can think about it again, you have time during the two days of the games anyway.”
Fusheng listened quietly and hmmed.
“……”
What does hmm mean?
Is this an agreement or not?
Zhao Yunsang just wanted to ask again, slipped halfway to the Zhou Jingxiao and turned back with a smile.
“Are you done talking?” He took out his cell phone to the two, “There are still ten minutes of class.”
In fact, the two of them did not chat for a while, but the second section of the electronic (3) class is a professional class, in the west campus.
Fu Sheng straightened up, “Let’s go.”
He pressed his finger towards the elevator button, and looked back at Zhao Yunsang a second before the door opened.
“Okay.”
//
Ding Huan and Zhao Yunsang lying by the dormitory window, one fried chicken, while eating and watching the bitter drama.
Yan Da talent persistently trying to catch up with his old love, every day to stand downstairs for half an hour, rain or shine.
Like a sad lookout stone.
“Watching me are so moved.”
Ding Huan spit out the bones, pretending to wipe the corner of the eyes, “meet a good man to marry.”
Zhao Yunsang concentrated on gnawing chicken wings: “Marry, marry him after the family do not need to grow flowers.”
“Why?”
Zhao Yunsang hummed: “He can give you a green Hulunbeier steppe in a minute.”
Ding Huan: “……”
Mo Li walked out from the bathroom, holding a basin of clean clothes, hitched to the clothesline.
“Eat or not?”
Zhao Yunsang casually handed her a piece.
Mo Li took it, turned around to see Yan Bei Ke still standing downstairs forty-five degrees angle bright sad, surprised after and feel sorry: “You two ……”
Zhao Yunsang picked up: “No play.”
“Scum can not be indulged. Must let him know the consequences of cleaving.” Ding Huan held up a piece of fried chicken, righteous, “This is the same as domestic violence is a truth, there are only zero and countless times.”
Zhao Yunsang snapped and applauded, “Good point!”
“You decide on the line.”
Mo Li nature is the most gentle in the dormitory, always think of peace as the most important, the middle way, “you two used to like each other, there is a memory.”
Ding Huan: “You also said you liked it.”
Zhao Yunsang ate the chicken nuggets, smiling but not saying anything.
This “like” in, a few true, a few false, I’m afraid only she knows.
Maybe Yan Bei Ke also know.
Zhao Yunsang remembered the last sentence of the screenshot of the tree cave house, no one is willing to be a fool.
……
[Sang Ye: in fact, always feel, she looked up at me, the heart is also loaded is not me.]
—— off-topic — —
Xiao Fu (indifferent face): Nonsense, my wife’s heart can only contain me.
