Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 18 [Copy of College Entrance Examination] Jiang Yousi's Stain in Life

When the two returned to the class, the class bell had already rang, and the teacher was writing on the blackboard. When he heard the report at the door, he waved his hand to signal them to come in.

Wen Queyu followed Jiang Youpan and sat back in his seat, frowning.

She had been thinking hard all the way, exactly where Jiang Yousi's item rewards would be used.

Jiang Yousi is too self-confident and has a lot of confidence in his IQ, so it is absolutely impossible to use it for leaking questions, so what else could it be?

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out. She just felt that Jiang Yousi was really annoying, always leaving her in suspense, hanging people's hearts in the air and delaying letting them fall. The more she thought about it, the more curious she became. The more uncomfortable he was, the more he wished to hang Jiang Youpan up and beat him violently to relieve his anger!

At the stall where Wen Queyu was thinking hard, Jiang Yousi had already opened the textbook, ticked it at random on the catalog page, then opened the text part, changed a red pen to circle some words, and then threw the circled book to puffed cheeks I looked like I was in front of Wenchuyu who was angry and no one wanted to mess with me.

His movements were really not gentle, the spine of the book hit her elbow all of a sudden, causing her to grin her teeth in pain, the unknown fire in her heart was instantly ignited, she stared at him ferociously with rounded eyes, and said angrily.

"What are you doing?!"

It looks like a puffer fish and a hippopotamus drinking water. It is so fierce and cute that it has no deterrent effect.

Jiang Yousi ignored her at all, but continued to change a textbook and continued to sketch.

Wen Queyu bravely patted him on the arm, but with the strength of a kitten, it seemed as if he had avenged himself, and the anger on his face disappeared in an instant.

She snorted softly before opening the book Jiang Youpan threw to her just now and looked at it.

It's not so good at first glance.

On the catalog page, there are several large circles circled in a fluttering pattern, and next to the circles are written respectively—exam key points, compulsory exams, and optional exams.
It's over.

Wen Queyu's heart skipped a beat, and she sneaked a glance at Jiang Youbo beside him through the pages of the book, only to see that he stopped what he was doing, and the pen in his hand was spinning between the thumb, index finger and middle finger Turning around, and looking up a little bit, he saw a pair of watery eyes, he pursed his lips, and looked at her with a very dissatisfied gaze.

She secretly cheered herself up, quickly glanced at the teacher who was writing on the blackboard on the podium, and rubbed his hands with resignation, put her lips against the position of her fingers, and softened her brows and eyes to apologize.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have killed you!"

The person who was apologized didn't change his expression, he just closed his eyes and put down his pen with a snap.

Wen Queyu's heart also clicked, and she said hurriedly.

"I can do whatever you ask me to do, really! I was wrong this time! Young Master Jiang? Uncle Jiang? Jiang Ruanruan?"

As soon as the word Ruan Ruan came out, Young Master Jiang Yousi frowned instantly, and scolded her coldly, "What are you yelling?"

Wen Queyu really didn't lie. In Jiang Yousi's domineering childhood, there was such a stain. This stain was called a nickname. Young Master Jiang, who had always been aloof and taciturn, had a nickname that was not good, and it was called soft. soft.

Every time he scolded his followers with a cold face, his mother would call him shamelessly, "Ruan Ruan, we're going home."

It was very disappointing.

Therefore, the title Jiang Yousi hates the most for young master is Ruan Ruan.

Wen Queyu raised her eyebrows silently, so she didn't scream, but now that Young Master Jiang Youpan looked arrogant and about to get angry, Wen Queyu knew that at this time, he had to coax him to be gentle with him. , she dragged the stool to his side, held up the book to cover her face, and rubbed against his arm, her voice was soft and coquettish.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong~"

"Forgive me!"

The face rubbed softly against the edge of his sleeve, like a cute little animal rolling around, and it looked up at him with its clear eyes.

Immediately, some evil thoughts came to Jiang Yousi's heart.

He lowered his eyes, his tone was light, his voice was cold, but the curvature of his lips was gentle.

"You want me to forgive you?" he asked.

Wen Queyu nodded like a drum.

He let out a breath, frowned as if he was very embarrassed, and said again.

"Then what can you do for me?"

"Anything is fine!"

"Is that so?" His pair of Ruifeng eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, like a scheming fox finally waiting for a gleam of light to fall into the trap of a rabbit, he said softly, "Then do something."

Wen Queyu immediately crossed his arms over his chest and said with a righteous look.

"I sell my art but not my body!"

Jiang Yousi sneered, his eyes rolled, his brows were affectionate, his words were obviously mocking, but they were somewhat ambiguous.

"What do you think about warm fish? Full of yellow waste."

After finishing speaking, he lightly tapped her forehead with his fingers, and then pointed at 'Chen Yu' who had been writing on the blackboard.

"Use your clairvoyance to see if this is a Buddha."

Jiang Yousi narrowed his eyes, chuckled lightly, and said sarcastically.

"It's still a monster."

So, midnight.

A short girl was wearing a black fisherman's hat, a black denim jumpsuit and a black T-shirt, and she followed behind the woman holding the lesson plan furtively.

A tall and handsome young man was walking leisurely beside her.

From time to time, he raised his hand and held her back by the collar to adjust the course she accidentally strayed off.

The girl clenched her hands into fists and put them at her eyes. She looked at the person in front of her through her fingers. While observing, she reported to the person beside her.

"Report! Although she looks like she is playing with her mobile phone, the screen of her mobile phone is black!"

"Report! She is in a daze now!"

"Report-"

"Okay." The boy interrupted her, rubbed his browbones, and said angrily, "Say something useful."

"Oh." The girl immediately closed her mouth aggrieved, and muttered, "It's useless."

What is the use of her clairvoyance, she just used it to see the key points of the college entrance examination, which is relatively useful information, and the rest seemed to be just a joke.

No fart at all.

She put her hands down after thinking about it, and let out a long sigh.

At this moment, the woman who had been walking in a straight line without turning back or turning stopped, her footsteps deviated to the left, and she directly changed directions and walked back.

Wen Que was shocked and immediately grabbed Jiang Youpan's cuff and hid in the alley by the side of the road.

Chen Yu, who was expressionless outside the alley, mechanically repeated the action of holding the mobile phone along the way just now, and even took very regular steps.

His gaze didn't turn to the side at all.

But here, Wen Queyu subconsciously tightened Jiang Yousi's sleeves. When he saw that he didn't care and even wanted to go out, he didn't know which nerve in his mind was wrong. In his nervousness, he grabbed his arm and pushed him towards him. He pushed against the wall, stood up on tiptoes, but still wasn't tall enough, so he raised his arms with great difficulty and reached out to cover his lips.

The soft and warm touch pressed against his palm.

At this moment, Wen Queyu couldn't feel any charm at all.

Wen Queyu, an outstanding young pioneer under the nine-year compulsory education, imprisoned him in front of her nervously, her little face was wrinkled with worry, and she called him nervously with a trembling voice.

"So soft!"

Jiang Youbo, whose lips were covered, looked at the short girl in confusion.

She pursed her lips tightly, with a word "Chuan" between her brows, and added, "Can't you be a little better?! Why are you so self-willed!"

Jiang Yousi:? ? ? ?
What kind of overbearing president script is this?

　Yes, that's right!The hero's nickname is Ruan Ruan!

　　Ah, what a super invincible cutie, ego stuck admiring my son (no)
　　By the way, beg for favorites, comments, recommendation tickets, rewards, red beans! (no greedy meaning)
　　
　
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