The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 265 It turns out that the monitor has a crush on me [16]

"Those scoundrels in our class? None are as bold and rampant as you." The boy's sneer was careless.

Shen Fushui remained silent, sucked two sticks of noodles leisurely, felt the taste was good, added some chili oil and rice vinegar, and concentrated on eating the noodles.

After the meal was over, there were not many other dishes left, but the crispy duck didn't move a few bites.

Han Xu frowned, "Don't you like the crispy duck here?"

"It tastes good, but unfortunately it's not the one I like." Shen Fushui shook his head regretfully.

"But you ate everything Li Jiachen brought in the school cafeteria."

"Whoever said that I ate it, almost all of it ended up in his own stomach."

Han Xu: "..."

He asked with difficulty: "Then... what flavor do you like?"

"You can't buy it in the market."

Han Xu: "..."

He suspected that she was being vexatious, but there was no evidence.

"Where is the best crispy duck you have ever eaten?"

"...I like the ones made by the people around me the most."

"Did your mother make it?"

"No, she won't."

Saying that, Shen Fushui slowly got up to pay the bill, but Han Xu didn't fight her, and casually picked up their bags and followed her.

After paying the bill, the two went out together and walked side by side. Han Xu wanted to take her home, and the two of them chatted with each other.

"I think you've lost a lot of weight recently." Han Xu glanced sideways at her and said slowly.

"Thank you for the compliment. It may be that I have been under too much pressure from studying recently." Shen Fushui blushed and his heart was not beating.

Han Xu sneered, and suddenly said, "How confident are you in the monthly exam?"

Shen Fushui didn't hesitate, "I'm not sure, maybe I can advance two or three places."

"In class?"

Her face was calm: "No, it's in the same grade."

Han Xu: "..."

He was a little unbelievable, "Aren't you afraid that your uncle and aunt will be disappointed?"

Shen Fushui: "Just get used to it."

"Do you really think so?"

"It might be a good thing to get used to being disappointed."

Han Xu was shocked.

You agreed to make up your mind to study hard, but your determination was eaten by dogs?
His eyes were too obvious, which caused Shen Huoshui to experience a lot of vicissitudes. He squinted at him, "You think I don't want to make more progress? Reality doesn't allow it. What can I do?"

This kind of monthly exam where cheating is rampant, if the progress is too great, it will only be considered as a top-notch quagmire, and others will not think otherwise.

She has made all the plans, waiting for the first midterm, she will counterattack quietly, and then surprise everyone——

At this time, the system suddenly uttered a sound, and said coldly: [The host, please don't make excessive dehumanization. 】

Shen Huoshui: "..." Beng Nima's character design is Beng╬.

She turned her eyes and landed on the exquisite face of the young man in front of her. She suddenly smiled and asked:

"I heard that you have done a lot of immoral things recently?"

Han Xu frowned, disapproving: "What are immoral things? What I do is earth-shattering, you don't understand."

"Yes, yes, I don't understand," Shen Fushui saw that the subject was changed, and a faint sense of relief spread in his heart, "After all, I never let Comrade Chengzu's bicycle tire go flat, nor did I damage the flush valve in the office bathroom. "

Han Xu's eyebrows moved slightly: "...how do you know?"

Shen Fushui: "Everyone knows about such an earth-shattering event."

Han Xu suddenly felt sad,

"So Lao Zhu and the others know about it?"

"That's not necessarily the case. We are only guessing that you are the culprit. After all, you are the only one who deserves to be in the office among the group of kids in our class."

"But it's not necessarily me who deflated the tire..."

"Look at you so nervous... Could it really be you?" Shen Fushui suddenly approached him, with a smile on his face, beautiful and dazzling.

Han Xumo paused for a moment, turned his head away from her, and hummed, "...it's me."

"That's an admission? Why don't you struggle again?" Her smile deepened.

"There's nothing to hide." Han Xu raised his eyebrows, "Young master, I can sit upright."

"...Well, it's a good thing you're still a monitor." Shen Fushui took the schoolbag from his hand and carried it on his back.

"You think I'm willing to be the monitor of this class?" Han Xu sneered, folded his arms without looking sideways, "The old class just picked out the not-so-rotten peach from a pile of rotten peaches, but it just happened to be me."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be safe at the end of the festival?"

"What are you afraid of, whoever likes to be the monitor of this class. But I guess as long as my grades don't drop significantly, the old class won't want to replace me."

No way, who made Class Miracle 2, a perennially bottom class, very few college bullies who can handle it.

In fact, he is not qualified as the class monitor. He is often the one who takes the lead in causing trouble, but in some respects, he is surprisingly competent, such as following her every step of the way like now.

"You think I won't be able to go home, my house is quite far from here." Shen Fushui said after considering his words.

"Then I'll take you to the bus station."

"...That's all, as long as you don't delay your return home."

Shen Fushui was not surprised by his answer. Although this person was wicked, he still had a sense of responsibility to a certain extent.

Han Xu sent her to the bus station and waited for the bus with her until she got on the bus before leaving in peace.

When he got home, there was still no one there, and the huge house was eerily silent. He turned on the light with a snap, then went to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk and brought him back to the room.

He aimlessly flipped through the recipes he had specially prepared, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind, "I like to eat what people around me make"...the ones made by people around him...

Then he, can you?
It should be possible. As the back desk, he should also be regarded as the person next to him.

He can study how the crispy duck is made, and it's best to make it unique so that she likes it right away.

Before he even bought the ingredients, he seemed to have foreseen the way that stinky girl would worship him with admiration.

As for Shen Fushui, when he returned home, he faced a dark living room, with only a little light peeking out from the cracks in the bedrooms of Old Comrade Shen and Ms. Zhang.

As expected, she was guessed by the squad leader of Han University. Fortunately, she had already eaten outside.

As if aware of her return, Old Comrade Shen leaned out halfway in his pajamas: "Are you hungry, do you want me to order some noodles for you?"

"No need, I ate outside."

Before he finished speaking, Old Comrade Shen had already shrunk his body back, as if he had never come out at all.

This impatient and wicked look, is he a father?

Shen Fushui closed the door, went back to his room, and boarded the chat software to report to Squad Leader Han that he was safe:

"I am home."

Han Xu replied in seconds: "Is there no food left for you?"

Also added a cheap swish emoticon package,

There is a lot of sarcasm between the lines.

"Aren't you the same, there is no one at home right now." Shen Fushui replied with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)