Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed
Chapter 60 007: Everywhere (2 more)
Chapter 60 007: Everywhere Will Be (Part [-])
The person who was hung up was a little square, but the person who hung up was a little irritable.
Lu Zicang felt that it might be more than a little bit.
Glancing at the person who hung up the phone and stared fiercely at the phone screen, Lu Zicang raised his right hand and rubbed his chin, "Young man, impulsiveness is the original sin."
The two skipped the last class and were in the music classroom at this time.
There was no movement on the phone for a long time, Fu Yan threw the phone on the desk annoyed, with two slender legs crossed, leaning on the edge of the table, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Zicang: "Why don't you leave?"
Lu Zicang laughed angrily: "I tried my best to help you move the table and chairs up, are you throwing them away after you're done using them?"
"Oh," Fu Yan lazily replied, without sincerity: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for the elevator when you leave."
Lu Zicang choked and rolled his eyes.
However, the culprit was not thinking about him at all, and he was so angry that he simply couldn't see it, and flung his sleeves away.
As soon as he left, the guy who didn't have any bones a moment ago suddenly sat up straight, knocked on the table with one hand in a chaotic rhythm, ground his back molars, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
His hands are slender and well-defined, the nails are neatly manicured, the nail cap is a bit white, and the crescent is not too obvious, and the faint blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are slightly raised due to the force.
Nice hands, obviously a good match for the piano next to it.
At 03:30, not too much, not too much, Mu Jinyue pushed open the door of the music classroom.
"Squeak-"
As Mu Jinyue approached the classroom, the first thing that caught her eyes was a young man with his legs crossed, sitting in an unrecognizable manner, with a gloomy expression.
He put his legs down, and subconsciously brushed the non-existent ashes on the table: "Why did you come here?"
"The time is just right." She didn't think too much about it, only thinking that Fu Yan was still in a bad mood.
Looking around, one side of the music classroom is neatly arranged with pianos, cellos and other musical instruments, while two desks are placed in a slightly empty space on the other side—obviously they were moved later.
There were only two chairs facing each other. Mu Jinyue sat down and looked around the classroom, but she didn't notice that the young man's face darkened again.
He heard that she and those three skipped class for a day.
"Is this classroom vacant?"
"Well," Fu Yan nodded: "There used to be music classes in high school, but it was canceled a few years ago, and it was too troublesome to move things to the junior high school, so the classroom was empty."
Chaoling Private includes kindergartens, primary schools and high schools, but they are all divided into regions.
Mu Jinyue understood, glanced at the English books randomly placed on his desk, pointed to him and asked, "Where can't it be?"
Fu Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced, he knew everything.
But that cannot be said.
"I do not know either."
Mu Jinyue didn't ask any more questions. She found an exercise book from her bag, opened it, turned it around and put it in front of Fu Yan, and pointed to the question she had circled with a red pen: "First, put this question Done."
The exercise book is new, clean, with nothing but red markers.
The depression in Fu Yan's heart dissipated quickly, raised his eyebrows slightly, curled his right index finger to his mouth, coughed lightly, and pulled the corners of his mouth to hide his smile.
Mu Jinyue glanced at him and felt that his sudden rippling expression was a bit chilly: "What are you laughing at?"
Fu Yan immediately sat up straight and denied: "I didn't laugh!" After a pause, the corners of his mouth slightly raised again, picked up the pen and turned it around, pretending to be casual and asked: "You bought this today?"
Mu Jinyue had a strange expression: "I played all day today, how can I buy a practice book?"
(End of this chapter)
The person who was hung up was a little square, but the person who hung up was a little irritable.
Lu Zicang felt that it might be more than a little bit.
Glancing at the person who hung up the phone and stared fiercely at the phone screen, Lu Zicang raised his right hand and rubbed his chin, "Young man, impulsiveness is the original sin."
The two skipped the last class and were in the music classroom at this time.
There was no movement on the phone for a long time, Fu Yan threw the phone on the desk annoyed, with two slender legs crossed, leaning on the edge of the table, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Zicang: "Why don't you leave?"
Lu Zicang laughed angrily: "I tried my best to help you move the table and chairs up, are you throwing them away after you're done using them?"
"Oh," Fu Yan lazily replied, without sincerity: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for the elevator when you leave."
Lu Zicang choked and rolled his eyes.
However, the culprit was not thinking about him at all, and he was so angry that he simply couldn't see it, and flung his sleeves away.
As soon as he left, the guy who didn't have any bones a moment ago suddenly sat up straight, knocked on the table with one hand in a chaotic rhythm, ground his back molars, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
His hands are slender and well-defined, the nails are neatly manicured, the nail cap is a bit white, and the crescent is not too obvious, and the faint blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are slightly raised due to the force.
Nice hands, obviously a good match for the piano next to it.
At 03:30, not too much, not too much, Mu Jinyue pushed open the door of the music classroom.
"Squeak-"
As Mu Jinyue approached the classroom, the first thing that caught her eyes was a young man with his legs crossed, sitting in an unrecognizable manner, with a gloomy expression.
He put his legs down, and subconsciously brushed the non-existent ashes on the table: "Why did you come here?"
"The time is just right." She didn't think too much about it, only thinking that Fu Yan was still in a bad mood.
Looking around, one side of the music classroom is neatly arranged with pianos, cellos and other musical instruments, while two desks are placed in a slightly empty space on the other side—obviously they were moved later.
There were only two chairs facing each other. Mu Jinyue sat down and looked around the classroom, but she didn't notice that the young man's face darkened again.
He heard that she and those three skipped class for a day.
"Is this classroom vacant?"
"Well," Fu Yan nodded: "There used to be music classes in high school, but it was canceled a few years ago, and it was too troublesome to move things to the junior high school, so the classroom was empty."
Chaoling Private includes kindergartens, primary schools and high schools, but they are all divided into regions.
Mu Jinyue understood, glanced at the English books randomly placed on his desk, pointed to him and asked, "Where can't it be?"
Fu Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced, he knew everything.
But that cannot be said.
"I do not know either."
Mu Jinyue didn't ask any more questions. She found an exercise book from her bag, opened it, turned it around and put it in front of Fu Yan, and pointed to the question she had circled with a red pen: "First, put this question Done."
The exercise book is new, clean, with nothing but red markers.
The depression in Fu Yan's heart dissipated quickly, raised his eyebrows slightly, curled his right index finger to his mouth, coughed lightly, and pulled the corners of his mouth to hide his smile.
Mu Jinyue glanced at him and felt that his sudden rippling expression was a bit chilly: "What are you laughing at?"
Fu Yan immediately sat up straight and denied: "I didn't laugh!" After a pause, the corners of his mouth slightly raised again, picked up the pen and turned it around, pretending to be casual and asked: "You bought this today?"
Mu Jinyue had a strange expression: "I played all day today, how can I buy a practice book?"
(End of this chapter)
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