The full-level flirt is wild and sassy

Pei Linglong's reminder made everyone take out their mobile phones, log into the campus network, and check their grades.

Ming Yao returned to his seat, raised Erlang's legs, casually glanced at Ming Jiarou, with a smile that was not a smile.

Ming Jiarou was confident, and she just responded to Ming Yao's expression with a faint smile.

- It's Ming Jiarou!The first is Jiarou!
- The first one is indeed Jiarou's, Jiarou is amazing.

- Xueba is Xueba, sit firmly on the first throne!

- Jiarou is really my idol, the eternal God of yysd!

Regarding this result, Ming Jiarou looked extremely calm, without any surprise, she exchanged glances with Xue Xiaoya from the corner of her eye.

Holding the phone, Xue Xiaoya walked towards Ming Yao, condescending, arrogant, "You lost."

Ming Yao's brows moved slightly, and he sneered coldly, "Really?"

"Jiarou scored 720 points in the test, but you... Let me see... I found it, only hahahaha, only more than 300 points."

With the expected answer, Ming Yao didn't feel too much trouble in his heart.

- Hahahaha, your face is swollen, right?740 points?How dare you say that.

- Tsk tsk tsk, she's the most brazen person I've ever met.

- I don't know where she got the strength to blow such a big bull?It's all right now, the cowhide is blown to pieces, it's a shame.

- Now I am suddenly not interested in how much money I have won, so I asked her when will she win?I choose the best angle!
- Guoben... This is the first time for Riel Academy, right?

- Not only is it the first time, it is a rare event in a hundred years.The word Mingyao is destined to be recorded in the history of Riel College, right?
The humiliation was heard clearly in Ming Yao's ears, but everyone did not see the expected shame, resentment and embarrassment on her face.

She calmly took out the English book from the drawer and pressed it heavily on the desk.

The unremarkable movements made Ming Jiaruan, Xue Xiaoya and Pei Linglong's faces shudder, and their palms could not help but sweat.

When no one was paying attention, Ming Jiarou pursed her lips, rubbed her palm against the hem of her skirt, and walked over the crowd, blocking Ming Yao behind her, "My sister doesn't understand..."

thing.

Before he could say the last word, Ming Yao slapped him away.

She staggered, and her lower abdomen hit the corner of the table, tears flowed from the pain.

"Can't even the relics hold back your virginal heart?"

Ming Yao smiled coquettishly, "I'll just ask you, does a bet count?"

"Of course it counts! Why do you still want to break the contract?" Xue Xiaoya supported Ming Jiarou, and looked at Ming Yao with a strange look, "You brought up the bet, and now that you've lost everything, you don't want to admit it? That's impossible!"

"You all agree?"

Ming Yao looked around at the crowd again, blinked, and asked lightly.

-recognize!

-Of course I do!

- Yes, we all agree!
"It's fine if you recognize them all." Ming Yao blew off his sweat in satisfaction, "Why don't you play with a bigger one?"

Ming Jiarou narrowed her eyes, "Ming Yao, stop messing around! Whether you win or I win, the Ming family will lose face."

"Then how can it be the same?" Ming Yao lightly tapped the English book on the table with his fingers, blood and ruthlessness flashed across the sky, "Your Ming family and I are not in the same boat."

Ming Jiarou bit the corner of her mouth, wishing to tear her face apart.

How dare you speak up even now!

"The mobilization meeting will be held in a few days, and our bet will be carried out on this day, how about it?" Ming Yao had a panoramic view of Ming Jiarou's expression.

My heart blossomed.

Happy, blossoming coquettish and beautiful mandala.