Cousin fierce

Wang Xifeng's blood boiled when he heard it.

Wang Xifeng took a few shirts and coats and bought a bag of snacks on the way. When she walked into the teaching building, Wang Xifeng suddenly remembered the surveillance scenes in the movies she watched when she was a child.

Wang Xifeng called Jia Baoyu when she was in the teaching building. While busy, Jia Baoyu answered her cell phone and asked, "Cousin, didn't I say I won't go to dinner? Don't worry, I'm fine."

Wang Xifeng poked his head in through the door and said to Jia Baoyu, "I still don't feel at ease, so I'll come and see you."

Seeing the person suddenly approaching her, Jia Baoyu was dazed for a moment, stood up hurriedly, and said, "Cousin, what are you doing so late?"

Her mobile phone was still on, and the voice came to Wang Xifeng's ears from two channels. Wang Xifeng smiled and said, "Of course I will stay with you all night."

"This..." It's not that serious.

Jia Baoyu was pressed on the seat by Wang Xifeng and said, "It's fun to come and accompany you."

"Cousin." Jia Baoyu's face was bitter.

Wang Xifeng didn't look at what her face had become. She walked around the empty classroom and guessed the owner's personality based on the decorations she saw.

"Have you had dinner?" Wang Xifeng asked Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu was so busy that she didn't have time to eat, and she didn't know the takeaway phone number very well, so she endured it. Wang Xifeng's question woke up the worm in her stomach and started cooing.

Jia Baoyu blushed and lowered his head.

Wang Xifeng took out a lunch box from the big bag, which was bought on the spur of the moment, made of pink plastic with cartoon patterns on it, handed it to Jia Baoyu, and said, "I made it for you, so I know the girl hasn't eaten, and I'm afraid you will be hungry." Come on, look, you won’t even be able to eat if I don’t come, so don’t cry with a face, this face is fine, but you turned it into a face with bitter gourd bumps.”

Wang Xifeng preached for a long time, and the lunch box in his hand swayed in front of Jia Baoyu for a long time. The smell of eggplant and braised pork in it had already begun to waft out. Jia Baoyu's eyes followed the lunch box, and finally stopped.

After teasing her enough, Wang Xifeng put the lunch box in front of her, opened it for her, and took out a pair of cute pink plastic chopsticks and pink spoons inside, and then let Jia Baoyu do it.

It should be wrapped with a napkin again, Wang Xifeng looked at it.

Jia Baoyu was indeed hungry, I didn't know it before, but once I felt it, it was out of control. Wang Xifeng's craftsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds in less than a month. The most obvious manifestation is that there are not so many bloody cuts on her hands. Now, and every time I come out, I can keep my hairstyle the same.

Sitting on the table, Wang Xifeng watched Jia Baoyu bury her head in eating the food she cooked. The feeling of happiness spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and then back to the soles of her feet, connecting the eight extraordinary meridians.

"Is it delicious?" Wang Xifeng asked.

Jia Baoyu only had time to nod his head, and swept the vegetables and rice into his mouth. Even with such a fierce eating method, it looked just as delicate.

If she didn't come, would Jia Baoyu be hungry forever and let his stomach be empty?

When she opened the door tomorrow, would she see a pale and thin Jia Baoyu standing in front of her, and then collapsed?

So Wang Xifeng felt that every step she took was correct and wise.

Chapter 69

31.

After Jia Baoyu finished his meal, he started to get busy again.Bow your head and bury it in countless materials.The face moves between the books and the computer, like a teacher.

She worked hard, and Wang Xifeng was reading novels. She found a few martial arts novels in Jia Baoyu's place to read. It was not easy to find a few less rigorous ones among the piles of books.

Before he knew it, it was already two o'clock, Wang Xifeng raised his head from the book and walked to the window, the street lights outside had been extinguished, the street outside the campus wall was still brightly lit, and the night sky was illuminated by the lights projected from the ground.

Open the window, the night breeze blows in, and it is already faintly cool.

Jia Baoyu stared at the computer for four or five hours, and her eyes began to hurt, and her vision became blurred. She supported her head and rubbed her eyes vigorously with one hand.

Wang Xifeng bent down and asked her what was wrong, Jia Baoyu said, "My eyes hurt." After speaking, his hands were pulled away, and Wang Xifeng held his face up. Wang Xifeng's face was right in front of him, and he looked into her eyes seriously.

His eyes hurt as if he had sand in his eyes, and tears began to flow.

Jia Baoyu blinked twice, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"It's all red." Wang Xifeng said with distress.

His eyes were red like a rabbit, and tiredness was written between his brows. Jia Baoyu was afraid that Wang Xifeng would be worried, so he comforted her and said, "I can last for a while."

"Don't force yourself, you just listen to me if you don't want to go blind." Wang Xifeng said, pushing her seat aside and moving a chair over to sit in front of the computer.

"Tell me, I'll just do it for you." Wang Xifeng pressed his hand on the keyboard, and his posture immediately came out.

Although Jia Baoyu was a little puzzled, he still did what she wanted and told Wang Xifeng what he had conceived in his head. Wang Xifeng typed according to what she said, tapping the keyboard with ten fingers quickly.

Jia Baoyu's voice was as pleasant as ever, and Wang Xifeng was fascinated when he heard it. After Jia Baoyu's voice stopped, Wang Xifeng came back to his senses.