Those who like to cook are good people

I am taking Chinese class.What the old man was talking about above is exactly the rise up.

As soon as Wu Ci touched his pocket, his body became stiff.

Where did the money I planned to save today go?

Immediately felt the pockets all over his body.

No!No!No!

The movement is a bit loud, lifting the seat behind.

Yan Heng, who was sleeping in the back seat, raised his head and said, "What are you doing!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wu Ci immediately apologized.But his complexion turned pale. It was the money he had saved for a long time to change his mobile phone.I lived frugally for a few months and even worked part-time.Just disappeared.

Yan Heng, who was sitting in the back, simply couldn't sleep because of his noise, and sat up straight.Seeing that he was still touching his body, he frowned and asked, "Did something fall?"

Wu Cibai turned around and nodded with a blank face.

There was no blood on the palm-sized face, only black eyes were shining, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Did you lose money?" Yan Heng asked.

Wu Ci nodded again.

At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class just rang, and Wu Ci said in a hoarse voice, "All of them are gone."

"How much do you see?" Yan Heng continued to ask.

At this time, the boys in the class shouted from behind: "Yan Heng!"

Yan Heng turned his head and realized that he was being asked to play, so he said, "Wait."

When he turned around, he found that Wu Ci in front of him had disappeared.After asking the girl next to her, she smiled and said, "I was called to the office to move homework."

Yan Heng let out a groan, got up and walked outside the classroom, and just a few steps up the stairs, he saw Wu Ci coming down from the top with a large stack of homework in his arms.

The joints of the heavy homework in the hands are white, and the tall stack basically covers the upper body.Yan Heng stepped forward to help him take over the homework.

Seeing that it was him, Wu Ci quickly said, "Thank you."

"fine."

?? Yan Heng is much taller than him. Wu Ci's height of 1.7 meters is really not enough for high school boys.From this angle, Yan Heng can just see his ears, brush-like eyelashes, upturned nose and collarbone at the neckline.

"How much money did you lose?"

??Wu Ci was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that he was still asking, so he said, "600."

? Yan Heng let out an oh and didn't say anything else.

Wu Ci felt embarrassed. Everyone knew that Yan Heng's family was in good condition.It's not like working part-time to support yourself like yourself.

Yan Heng helped him put his homework on the desk, took out his own and went down.

Wu Ci was handing out homework on the podium, and Yan Heng was reading from below while clearing his schoolbag.Wu Ci also returned to his seat after clearing his schoolbag.

Yan Heng put his schoolbag on his back, ready to play, walked a few steps and came back.He patted Wu Ci on the shoulder.Wu Ci turned to look at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Yan Heng felt speechless again, looked into his eyes for a second or two, and said, "Don't worry, we will find it." Then he turned his head and walked out of the classroom to play on the court.

Wu Ci felt that Yan Heng was a little strange, so he said, "Thank you.