The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

God has his own ideas. Xiaojiu squirted out while eating the watermelon, and the black melon seeds lay coldly on the ground.

It's outrageous. It was watching the TV series, and suddenly there was a mosaic in front of its eyes, mixed with intermittent and suppressed breathing sounds...

Xiaojiu: I'm numb, everything is numb...

Well, it's used to it, and mosaics appear from time to time.

That is, the TV series was on point halfway through, and it was very uncomfortable when it was cut off in the middle!

Unexpectedly, what His Highness said next was even more incredible. He threw the blame very smoothly. He clearly broke it with his own strength. It was incredible to say such nonsense...

"Oh, also, the quality of this table is not good at all. Look, the corners of this shoddy thing broke just by touching it..." Huo Qiaoyin moved the documents on the table, revealing the broken palm-sized piece. Triangular trim.

Ruan Mingye was silent for the whole time. He is a bit of a middle-aged and old man, but it does not mean that he has a low IQ. This was obviously broken by man, and the table is made of a relatively hard wood mixed material. Adults Without vigorous destruction, it is difficult to cause damage to the table.

Ji Muxiu glanced at the gap in the desk from the corner of his eye and his eyelids jumped. No wonder he heard a crisp sound when he was going up. He was about to alert some bad guy who was causing trouble, but at that time he was not very conscious and couldn't remember it at all. .

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ji Muxiu's eyes showed embarrassment. Ah Qiao, a bad guy, was so hard...

Are you still talking nonsense now? Do you think Ruan Mingye is the kind of person who is easy to fool?

Ji Muchiu felt that he might be embarrassed. Sometimes not only women have a sixth sense, but men also have it. His palms were soaked with sweat, and his heart was in his throat again.

What happened next made him relax.

"Ah hahaha, Ah Qiao, your destructive power is too great. At this level, I'm afraid you have to change tables every week?" Ruan Mingye looked at Huo Qiaoyin's palm in surprise. It was obviously the same hand. , why does it look so destructive?

Ruan Mingye tried to break off the corners of the table with all his strength, his face turned red, but he did not cause any damage to the table.

Huo Qiaoyin and Ji Muxiu couldn't help but want to laugh. Due to Ruan Mingye's face, they had to hold it back very hard, but their shoulders kept shaking.

Ruan Ming actually didn't feel that much shame in his ambition. He was used to embarrassing himself in front of Huo Qiaoyin anyway, but what made him very unhappy was that the third person, Ji Muxiu, who seemed to be interfering between their brothers like a pretty boy, also Dare you laugh at him?

"Ji Muxiu, finish your work well and don't hold Ah Qiao back!" Ruan Mingye's rough big palm slapped Ji Muxiu's shoulder so hard that the unprepared Ji Muxiu almost hit the table.

"Am Ming..." Huo Qiaoyin coughed and signaled him not to bully Ji Muchiu.

Ruan Mingye was extremely sour. Hearing that Huo Qiao and Yin Mingli were protecting Ji Muxiu, his face turned gloomy and not very good. Then he accused him with that aggrieved, "You are actually looking at someone else" look.

Huo Qiaoyin punched Ruan Mingye lightly on the shoulder and said warmly: "I'll go racing with you in two days..."

Ruan Mingye immediately beamed and was very coaxing. He hooked Huo Qiaoyin's arm and turned his head back to give Ji Muchiu a provocative and proud look.

Ji Muxiu laughed in his heart, this Ruan Mingye... was really as childish as a child.

He would not see Ruan Mingye unhappy, jealous of him or anything like that.

Ruan Mingye and Ah Qiao have been brothers for so many years. He is self-aware. The bond between him and Ah Qiao is definitely not as good as the brotherhood between them.

Here it comes again, here it comes again, that feeling of being driven by the plot, urging Huo Qiaoyin to follow the plot.

Huo Qiaoyin's face was gentle and indifferent. Ji Muchiu sensitively sensed that although Aqiao was smiling, the smile was not deep, but revealed a slight displeasure.

From that day on, the two began to sit together in class. The classmates in the computer department were surprised. After all, the two had no contact with each other before, but now they were like extremely close brothers, inseparable.

Ji Muchiu's inferiority complex is introverted, but he appears to outsiders as a gentle, elegant, approachable and good student.

This resulted in several girls from the computer asking Ji Muxiu to deliver a love letter to Huo Qiaoyin.

Ji Muxiu promised well in front of others, but the love letter he received did not pass through Huo Qiaoyin's hands, and was burned with his backhand.

When the girls asked him, Ji Muxiu answered seriously without changing his expression. He helped hand it over, but he didn't know the result.

After waiting for two or three days, several girls felt that there was no hope. Although they were disappointed, it was to be expected, and then they stopped asking Ji Muchiu to hand over love letters.

How did these girls know that Ji Muchiu looked at a good guy but actually didn't help them at all? Mr. Huo didn't even see the shadow of their love letters.

He felt uneasy. Could it be that Ah Qiao found out about this and became angry?

Huo Qiaoyin didn't remember this at all. Xiaojiu told him, but he didn't care.

Who would have thought that Ji Muxiu likes to think wildly, thinking about a lot, becoming more and more frightened as he thinks about it, even more absent-minded than Huo Qiaoyin.

"Ji Muxiu!" Huo Qiaoyin shouted three times, but Ji Muxiu didn't respond. He had no choice but to touch the sensitive parts of the other party.

Ji Muchiu was shocked. His first reaction was not to blame Huo Qiaoyin, but to look around like a thief to see if there was anyone around. They hadn't been seen, right?

Only then did they realize that they had reached a secluded part of the campus, between the narrow corridors of two dormitories.

Huo Qiaoyin was so irritated that he didn't want to have anything to do with the heroine Fang Liqiu. He stared at Ji Muxiu's open and closed pale pink lips, and before Ji Muxiu could think of making a sound, he pressed her against the wall...

Ji Muchiu was at a loss. In broad daylight, wasn't it... great?

But he would never refuse Aqiao's request, and gradually responded...

Xi Jin had a dark face and cursed. He got lost among the dormitories for the third time. Damn it, why did the school build so many dormitories? He didn't even give any directions, so he searched for the dormitory for half an hour, but he still couldn't find it.

Xi Jin was so angry that his wrists dragging the suitcase were already sore, so he viciously kicked the nearest dormitory building.

Um...

The dormitory building definitely doesn't hurt, what hurts is his toes, "Shasshasha", Xi Jin's face turned darker and uglier.

Xi Jin really wanted to calm down, but his little patience had been exhausted. He stared gloomily at the ants on the ground, stepped on them, and then crushed them again before he was discouraged enough.

It wasn't until he stepped on the ground that a small hole was created, and Xi Jin's depression was relieved a little.

The surrounding green trees quietly watched a certain evil person making trouble, and their branches and leaves that were originally trembling happily did not dare to move, for fear of being kicked by him a few times to vent their anger, which would be too painful.

Because he had an accident while playing racing, he took two years off school before entering college to recover from his injuries. Then his family urged him to return home. He thought something big had happened at home, but it turned out that the old man pretended to be sick and summoned him back. I was urged to go to school again.

Xi Jin was really speechless. The old man was trying to outwit him at home, but he acted like a fool if he couldn't do it. It was really a headache.

The sun was shining, the spring was beautiful, and in the silence, Xi Jin wanted to leave, but he couldn't remember the way back. He squatted on the ground, with a little grievance on his handsome face and moist eyes. Stung dry by the sun.

Xi Jin calmed down for a while, then slowly calmed down, stood up, and slowly prepared to walk around with his suitcase, hoping to meet someone and ask for directions.