Not sweet, you bite me + extra

Fu Xi paused and glanced at him slowly.

He Zhenhui didn't notice it, and asked Lian Zao to talk with great interest, "Where do you live? Do you want to add a WeChat account? You like Jinmu, right? We can make an appointment to come to the next comic exhibition."

Lian Zao frowned and looked impatient, but she took a look at Fu Xi and endured it.

"Don't bother you, we'll just go back by ourselves."

She spoke as calmly as possible.

"No trouble, my driver is already waiting outside."

Lian Zao smiled patiently and politely, "No, we don't plan to go back yet. Your driver is waiting, so you can go back first."

He Zhenhui blinked and said with a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you let him wait a little longer. Where do you want to go now, I invite you."

He lifted up his sleeves inadvertently, revealing the exquisitely crafted watch, "It's only 04:30, it's still early, I just happened to be going out today, and the driver who came to pick me up was driving my dad's Bentley. It’s been a day, and the car is driving relatively smoothly, so you can take a good rest.”

"Where do you want to go to play now?" He smiled and reached out to carry something for Lian Zao, but when he reached out, he accidentally touched Lian Zao's hand.

The girl's hand had delicate skin, warm and soft, He Zhenhui was stunned for a moment.

But immediately he froze completely.

Because Lian Zao slapped him backhanded, directly on the back of his hand.

He looked over in a daze, "...I'm sorry, I..."

Lian Zao couldn't bear to look at him and said in a cold voice: "Are you annoying? Don't you have a B number for what you look like? If you don't want to talk to you, you just don't want to talk to you. Don't bother me?"

She didn't care about He Zhenhui who was stunned and blushing, and pulled Fu Xi away, crackling angrily all the way.

"What kind of classmates are you? Why don't you give me the slightest bit of wink? Are you annoying? You still show your face and say that you drive a Bentley. What's wrong, you can't show off your wealth. Do you really think that others have never seen a luxury car? No! Disgusting people?!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she couldn't help but stop, and looked straight at Fu Xi, "I tell you, if it wasn't for you, I would have wanted to spray him when he talked to me!"

Fu Xi just felt dumbfounded, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Humph."

"Lian Zao, you are making trouble for no reason." Fu Xi only felt helpless, "Also, don't be so irritable."

"Why am I so irritable?" Lian Zao pursed her lips, very dissatisfied.

Fu Xi reached out and rubbed her hair, "Although I know you don't like it, it's really impolite sometimes."

"It's impolite and impolite again. Why don't they know how to read people's faces when they are so polite." Lian Zao frowned tightly, "Could it be that I, the "victim", can't fight back."

Fu Xifu said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, let's go have a drink and then go home."

"What would you like to drink, pudding milk tea?"

"Hmph." Lian Zao was very disdainful, "Don't think that a cup of pudding milk tea can buy me off."

Fu Xi was very calm, "Two cups, half sugar, more pudding."

Lian Zao became angry, "I'm not a pig, how could I drink two cups!"

Fu Xi: "Ahem...then what do you want?"

Lian Zao touched his nose, "That..."

"Huh?" Fu Xi was puzzled, "Which one?"

"That...does your family have a Bentley?" Lian Zao paused and then said quickly.

Fu Xi: "..."

Here it is again, this indescribable feeling plus the feeling of myocardial infarction.

Lian Zao blushed a little, but her tone was still confident, "It's just... I want to sit in a Bentley too."

……Well?

Are you still with me?

Fu Xi looked at Lian Zao expressionlessly.

Lianzao looked at her expectantly, "Xixi~"

"Stop!" Fu Xi trembled subconsciously, she really didn't want to hear her acting like a baby anymore, the voice was really terrifying, her goose bumps could fill up the Pacific Ocean, "I promise you , and talk carefully in the future, and I will beat you if you talk too much."

"Xixi." Lian Zao's face was touched.

Fu Xi pushed her away in disgust, "Don't beat me."

In the end, Lianzao sat in the Bentley contentedly, and said with emotion: "Xixi, your family is really rich."

Fu Xi: "Oh."

Lian Zao: "However, I still feel that the previous car is more comfortable to sit in. Bentley is just like that. Next time, I will continue to sit in the original car."

Fu Xi: "..."

... Pick and choose, hit you.

The author has something to say: In fact, even if I put Bentley, Porsche and Ferrari in front of me, I can’t recognize them. The slum author only knows BMW—because the blue and white grid is so easy to recognize, and the others only know the name.

☆, 008

The next day, there was another familiar ringtone, another familiar time, and another familiar operation. Fu Xi was woken up again, and when he turned on the phone, he saw the familiar phone number - Lian Zao.

Fu Xi: "..."

She squeezed the space between her eyebrows and answered the phone, "What's the matter today? I didn't make an appointment with you, did I?"

Lian Zao: "But I want to play with you."

Fu Xi: "You haven't done your homework yet, so you just want to play?"