The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 266 It turns out that the monitor has a crush on me [17]

Han Xu raised his eyebrows and replied, "What's the matter, is there surveillance at my house?"

"Who cares?" She said lazily, "Have you finished your homework?"

For happy beans of this age, this is a universal question. When there is no topic, it can relieve all embarrassment. It is simple and versatile.

"When I was in class, my liver was finished."

Shen Fushui rolled his eyes in his heart, and his slender fingers danced nimbly on the keyboard, "I will ask Li Jiachen to come with me after school tomorrow, you don't have to follow."

Han Xu didn't say much, he just said, "It's as long as you two can guarantee your safety."

Shen Fushui: "Then I'll withdraw first, I haven't finished my homework [beautiful] [beautiful]"

They directly replied with a goodbye emoji, without any delay.

Shen Fushui likes to be so crisp and neat, and everyone is happy if you say it's so good.

Ms. Zhang came and knocked on the door, and she said as she knocked, "Xiaolang, open the door."

Shen Fushui was shocked immediately, and turned off the computer quickly like a thief, took out the books and homework from the schoolbag and spread them out on the table, then went to open the door, and saw his own mother's smiling face.Looking down, she was holding a tray with a cup of hot milk on it, and a delicately arranged fruit plate.

Shen Fushui raised his eyebrows and stepped out of the way.

I saw her mother put the tray on the table casually, glanced at her homework again, and asked with some surprise: "Since you stayed at school to make up lessons, why didn't you just finish your homework at school?"

"The supplementary content is other content. If it is used for homework, it would be a waste of time."

"So what content did you make up, can you tell me about it?"

Shen Fushui: "..." She couldn't answer this question.

"By the way, you put this note in my bag, right?" Ms. Zhang took it out of her pocket and placed it on her desk, as if asking a crime.

Shen Fushui raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you find it?"

Her eyes fell on the note—they were all extremely accurate where Comrade Shen's private money was hidden.

Ms. Zhang looked secretive: "I found it, but I still have some other questions."

"what is the problem?"

"How do you know about these places?"

Shen Fushui: "..."

Ms. Zhang continued to ask: "Did you hide it with Old Comrade Shen?"

The giant pot of heaven.

Shen Fushui's face was almost stiff, and he stared at his own mother in disbelief, "Who gave you such a brain?"

God has eyes, if she wants to hide some private money, she won't be so poor at school...!
Ms. Zhang smiled when she heard the words, and waved her hands as if nothing had happened, and said, "I know, I know, it must not be my daughter's business, how about the old Comrade Shen's private money, how about we split half of it?"

Shen Fushui looked at her vigilantly: "You want to push the blame on me?"

It seems that until now, Comrade Shen still doesn't know that his private money has been taken away in one pot.

Ms. Zhao was very upset, and took out two cards from her pocket and patted them on the table, "This is all the private money of Comrade Shen. He has learned how to hide cash instead of cards. How about one card for each of us?" ?”

Card…?
Shen Fushui frowned, "Do you know the password?"

"My birthday." Ms. Zhang answered confidently.

"What if it's not."

"Impossible, the old man dare not set another password."

Shen Fushui understood. It seemed that Comrade Shen was often oppressed by Ms. Zhang when he was young.

She suddenly regretted it.

Just because of that little thing, all the "hard-earned money" that old Comrade Shen had accumulated over the years was stabbed out. It seemed a little unkind of her to do so.

Not only is it unkind, it is simply wicked.

What is the difference between her doing this and Han Mou?
Shen Fushui thought for a while, and said to Ms. Zhang: "I don't think it's good for us to do this. Let Old Comrade Shen put it back."

Ms. Zhang lowered her face, "What's the matter, are you starting to face him again?"

"No." Shen Fushui raised his long eyelashes, feeling a little helpless, "If you insist on doing this, I can only tell old Comrade Shen the money you hid."

Ms. Zhang Lihua: "..."

After reacting, he gritted his teeth, pulled on his slippers and left, obviously out of breath.

Shen Fushui looked at her back and shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Just wanting to embezzle old Comrade Shen's private money, but he still wants to tell her, and even wants to pull her along,—is she such a wicked person?

I don't know how Ms. Zhang dealt with it later. Anyway, Shen Huoshui didn't see the scene of the volcanic eruption the next morning, so it should be fine.

However, Ms. Zhang expressed dissatisfaction with her "outward" turning of her elbows. The specific manifestation was that she replaced all the milk in her breakfast with carrot juice.

She didn't drink a sip, just ate an egg pancake and went to school, and Comrade Shen sent her off.

He acted perfectly along the way, as if... Ms. Zhang really didn't tell him the matter?

That's good, and another family conflict is avoided.

...

Lao Zhu came here on a small electric donkey today.

Probably because walking home with their bicycles two days ago left a deep impression on people. Today, the evildoers of Miracle Class 2 are lying on the corridor windows and looking out, wanting to see if there are other interesting things happening.

It's a pity to let them down, and it didn't.

Lao Zhu parked the car steadily, and went upstairs steadily.

Everyone looked at each other.

Why is there no "welfare" today?
Thinking of this, everyone looked at the leisurely Han at the end of the crowd in unison.

"Squad leader, why didn't you..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the people around him.

Han Xu walked into the class as if nothing had happened, and said, "What are you talking about, it's time for class, Lao Zhu will be here soon."

From the corner of his eye, he casually glanced at someone who was sitting peacefully in the classroom, the corners of his crimson lips were gently drawn into a beautiful arc, with a slight smile of unknown meaning.

Why don't you do anything today?

Wasn't it already pointed out by someone yesterday evening... If he continues to do that, won't he appear to be even more wicked.

The law-abiding squad leader of Han University will never do that kind of immoral thing again.

There was no accident with the tires today, Lao Zhu was obviously in a good mood, and the class was relaxed and happy, but the death questioning session that should have come was still not bypassed, and he clicked directly on Han Xu.

he:"…"

There was a light smile on his face, but only he knew that his teeth were about to be crushed.

Damn it... If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't let this old man go so easily.

"Can you answer it, Han Xu?" Old Xu asked again on the podium, smiling, which made people feel chills down their spines for no reason.

Han Xu lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Huoshui, deeply feeling that she should not be looked down upon, so he said straightforwardly:

"will not."

Shen Fushui's languid back obviously paused, and then burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)