It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 50

Zhao Peng blushed, hurriedly bumped into the desk and covered Fu Mo Nian's mouth.

Others felt pain when they saw it, and they also felt sorry for those books that were knocked down.

Without saying a word, He Yu went to pick up the books and put them back in place.

Zhao Peng gritted his teeth and let go slowly, only hoping that Fu Mo Nian would not be like that just now.

"For you."

The appearance of Yu Huanxi broke the deadlock.

Song Chengyu's teasing is never absent, "If it were me, I would definitely be reluctant to drink."

Lu Feng elbowed Song Chengyu, this girl will die if she doesn't speak, right?
Same blueberry flavor as before.

Fu Mo Nian glanced casually, his Qingjun eyes were far-reaching, "The reason."

"I apologize to you, I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you." Yu Huanxi stood upright, her gaze unconsciously lowered to her toes.

(Don't stay here for long!)

Zhao Peng, who was on the side, moved carefully to keep a distance from them, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and simply picked up books with He Yu.

Fu Mo Nian raised his hand, "I didn't remember it, you don't need to apologize to me."

Did he ask her to take the yogurt away?

Yu Huanxi blustered, "The things you give out are just the water you poured out, there's no reason to take it back! If you don't want to drink it, just throw it in the trash can."

The yogurt threw a perfect parabola in the air and fell into the trash can accurately, accompanied by a bang.

Fu Mo Nian smiled apologetically, "Student Yu, it's better for us to keep our distance."

Even if she was angry, it was the anger she found for herself.

Yu Huanxi took a deep breath, "Don't worry, I will keep a distance from you."

The two broke up unhappy, and Song Chengyu silently walked to the trash can and took a look inside to confirm that there was indeed the blueberry-flavored yogurt in it, so he believed it was not a hallucination.

"How about you pick it up?" Lu Feng whispered.

Song Chengyu rolled his eyes at him, "Turning through the trash can in front of the whole class, where do you want me to put my face?"

When it was lunch time, everyone went to the cafeteria.

Lu Feng insisted on dragging Song Chengyu to stay in the classroom, "There is no one now, so hurry up and pick it up."

Song Chengyu had a puzzled face, "Why did you ask me to pick up the things that Fu Mo Nian didn't want? Also, you have hands yourself, why did you instruct me?"

Lu Feng took it for granted, "I have a cleanliness."

The corners of Song Chengyu's mouth twitched. If he doesn't have a cleanliness habit, he has to listen to others to dig through the trash can?
Go fucking logic.

"Hurry up!" Lu Feng kept paying attention to the front and back doors of the classroom.

Song Chengyu reluctantly buried his head in the trash can. There were balls of waste paper, snack bags, and even unfinished soy milk spilled in it. It was disgusting to put together in such a mess.

Song Chengyu has already greeted Lu Feng's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.

"Take it!"

Song Chengyu threw the yogurt into Lu Feng's arms without saying a word.

Lu Feng didn't expect it, he wanted to throw it back, but when he heard footsteps, he quickly stuffed it inside his clothes.

"Why didn't you go to eat?" Fu Mo Nian walked into the classroom calmly.

Lu Feng casually pointed to a math exercise book on the table, "Cheng Yu and I have a problem to discuss, we will eat after we finish."

Fu Mo Nian was dubious.

Song Chengyu put his dirty hands behind his back, followed Lu Feng's words, and hummed obediently.

There were obvious signs of being turned over in the trash can.

Fu Mo Nian's far-reaching eyes swept away, and finally fixed on Song Chengyu and Lu Feng.

"give me."

"For what?"

"I am also very curious."

The two pretended to be confused tacitly.

Fu Mo Nian slightly lifted his thin lips, and said slowly: "There is a soul and a story, and I need something to confess."

(End of this chapter)