Chapter 497 Zhao Jiaojiao is a Devil

Zhao Jiaojiao was silent for a while, "I'll talk about it after I return to China."

Ling Yunrui also doesn't want to put pressure on her partner, she's been so busy recently, she managed to raise some meat in Xia Tian, ​​and now she's lost weight all of a sudden.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

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Ren Yingying stared at Zhao Jiaojiao, feeling extremely wronged.

"Zhao Jiaojiao, as you said before, you want to put water on me."

In the past few days, she felt that all the bones and flesh in her body were not her own.

"Speaking of which, I heard Brother Xu say that there are many girls in your department, which is already a problem."

Ren Yingying still looked at Zhao Jiaojiao with accusing eyes, "I'm miserable!"

Zhao Jiaojiao took the words and sang, "Little cabbage, the ground is yellow; three or two years old, I have no mother. My mother, my mother! It's better to be with my father; I am afraid that my father will marry a stepmother. My mother, my mother! I have married a stepmother for three and a half years; I will have a younger brother than me. My mother, my mother! My brother eats noodles, and I drink soup; I bring up the bowl, and tears are streaming down my face. My mother, my mother! My mother thinks Me, who knows; I miss my mother, in a dream. My mother, my mother! The peach blossoms bloom, and the apricot blossoms fall; when I think of my mother, there is a gust of wind. My mother, my mother!"

Ren Yingying had black lines all over her head.

I was wrong and shouldn't be looking for her.

Singing so pitifully.

"Stop singing."

Zhao Jiaojiao leaned forward with a smile, "Are you still tired? Do you want me to sing a song for you next time with a trumpet? Let you feel it?"

Ren Yingying surrendered helplessly, "I was wrong, I was wrong." She didn't want it, if Zhao Jiaojiao called her name, then she would be famous in the whole school, and she didn't want such a famous name.

Zhao Jiaojiao smiled at the one who was as bright as a flower, "It's good to know you're wrong."

Ren Yingying felt that Zhao Jiaojiao was a devil.

But after this incident, Ren Yingying didn't dare to complain to Zhao Jiaojiao about the military training?

There are only two people in the dormitory who are still the same as before, that is, Su Wenya and Zhao Jiaojiao. One doesn't pay much attention to military training, and thinks these trainings are trivial to her.

"Brother Zhao, long time no see."

Did Zhao Donglai not recognize Lu Youyou for a while?
"I'm Lu Youyou?"

Zhao Donglai smiled and said embarrassedly, "Hello."

Not far away, Xu Shaowu saw Lu Youyou leaving before he came over and asked, "Dongzi, who is that person?"

"A lesbian I know, why do you care about this? Have an idea?"

"Dongzi, how about you being my uncle?"

Zhao Donglai glanced at Xu Shaowu, "Unless you join my family, don't even think about it."

Enrolling?

If he dares to marry, his father has the ability to break his legs.

"Can't you change it?"

Zhao Donglai glanced at him expressionlessly, "No, so don't hit my sister's attention."

"Dongzi, we are brothers."

Zhao Donglai cast him a glance, "I can stab you twice for my sister."

This was a shock to Xu Shaowu. He admitted that Dongzi's younger sister was very good, and she had a house in Beijing entirely on her own ability.

"Don't dare to think about it, don't dare to think about it."

"Mid-Autumn Festival, I will give you a moon cake."

Brother, you just use one moon cake to get rid of it?

"Do not want?"

Xu Shaowu was agitated, afraid that Zhao Donglai would regret it, "Yes, yes."

Think of them as plastic brothers.

And Zhao Jiaojiao frantically studied the questions for ten days, finally finished the questions given by the professor, and found some knowledge about Olympiads from the library. She was relieved because of this, and planned to go to see the new house and make some moon cakes. The Mid-Autumn Festival will soon be here.

(End of this chapter)

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