am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo has no other thoughts at the moment, all he wants to do is plunge into the other party's arms and rub against him.

Of course, out of the emphasis on his reputation, Wang Mo still gritted his teeth and controlled his mentality of breaking the pot.

So he had to look around to see where there was tissue paper.

"Do you have facial tissue?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying.

"Yes." Xun Ying nodded, and then took out a package of facial tissue that had been pasted into a lump from his pocket.

Wang Mo: "..."

Can't you just say that it's all wet? Do you want to paste my face with cold facial tissue? Wang Mo complained in his heart.

So Wang Mo took Xun Ying's tissue and wanted to throw it away, but felt that it was not good to litter everywhere, so he had to pick it up again.

As a result, when searching for noodles, Wang Mo found that although the water body they were in felt like a cold liquid, if you looked carefully, there seemed to be writing on the water.

"What is this?" Wang Mo pointed out his discovery to Xun Ying and asked him.

Xun Ying looked down carefully, and found that the handwriting on it turned out to be test questions one after another.

He raised his head, looked into the distance for a while, then frowned and said: "This place, could it be the legendary Xuehai?"

Wang Mo: "..."

"Isn't that just right?" Wang Mosheng said indifferently.

"I can make a boat, I'm too miserable." Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying and said insincerely.

Xun Ying: "..."

Xun Ying pretended not to understand what the other party was saying, so he didn't get along with him.

Wang Mo: "..."

However, although Xun Ying didn't make trouble, he was not idle, but tentatively solved a problem that surfaced on the water.

Then the exercise changed from a liquid state to a solid state, looking like a piece of driftwood floating on the water.

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

"This is to make us work hard," Wang Mo asked Xun Ying.

"It should be, Amo, let's do the question." Xun Ying said something that Wang Mo thought he would never tell himself.

But this sentence came out of his mouth, it seems a little appropriate, Wang Mo thought to himself.

He always felt that Xun Ying's temperament was quite like the class monitor or study committee member who fascinated thousands of girls in school.

Given that Xun Ying's face was quite convincing, Wang Mo nodded obediently, and then started to work on the questions.

But as Wang Mo was doing it, he felt more and more cold.

He looked up at the few pieces of driftwood around him that had already formed, and then at the endless sea around him, and he always felt that there was no way for them to continue doing this.

Just when Wang Mo was a little melancholy, he heard Xun Ying sneezed.

"Ha Qiu."

Xun Ying's voice was much more restrained than his, and it sounded a little weak.

"Xun Ying, you have caught a cold too," Wang Mo asked him.

"I'm fine." Xun Ying shook his head.

Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying, and felt that he was really a very tolerant person. If he didn't say anything else, he just said that he was hiding something on his mind, and he was dragging it day and night.

Wang Mo was helpless in that matter, but in other things, it is not that he has no such ability.

"Is there anyone like you who asks people to soak in the water to do the questions? The head teacher hiding behind the door is not as cruel as you!" Wang Mo gave up doing the questions and said cursing towards the sea level.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Don't break the water so much that you can stump me. Today I will show you what it means to be full of ink!" After Wang Mo cursed, he began to make a he, tui!Actions.

Xun Ying: "..."

This is seasick, Xun Ying thought.

Then he saw that following Wang Mo's movements, he really spit out things, and they were all big tomes one by one, the kind of hardcover edition, and the spit speed was like a whale spouting, and the sea of ​​books instantly It spread to the distant sea level.

He is going to fill the sea, Xun Ying thought to himself.