I wish good times to be good times

"..." "Never been dirty" looked at Baludao: "You really want my arm to break?"

"Never been dirty" looked at Ba Lu with a playful look, pretended to be disappointed, sighed and said, "Oh, it's no wonder... no wonder you just want to straighten my bones, and you want me to Let him dislocate again, you are really too ruthless!"

When Balu heard what he really said, he instantly felt extremely aggrieved, and Balu opened his mouth as if trying to explain something.

"Never dirty" said again: "It turns out that brother will become like this after a long time. You said that it is good that you don't like my arm today, so will you take off one of my legs tomorrow? Then the day after tomorrow..."

"I'll just give you a bald head."

Before he could finish his sentence, Balu uttered such a sentence, "I've never been dirty before." Hearing Balu say that, he instantly felt ill.

Zhamao stomped his feet and said, "Hey! Balu, aren't you? It's fine if you don't like me. My hair has become an enemy of you?!"

Seeing how anxious he was, Balu made a face at him, and then ran out, saying as he ran, "Your hair and I don't have any enmity, but if you don't have hair, I think it's ten times less than yours." Ribs and limbs will suffer a lot!!!”

After the sound of "啪——", there was a long cry from the eight roads left in the air, "Ah—murder!!!"

"I've never been dirty." Hearing Balu say that he would feel uncomfortable when he lost his hair, he took off his slippers and threw them out in the direction Balu ran.

Balu fell to the ground, and there was no sound for a long time.

"Never been dirty" picked up a glass of milk on the table, took a sip from the glass, and Balu raised a hand outside the door, his expression was already distorted, and he said aggrievedly: " Brother, if you still want to throw me with slippers in the future, then...don't forget...to wash your feet..."

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In classrooms--

Xuan Wu felt a little tired and slumped himself on the chair, his hairstyle also looked a little messy.

Ah Shuang wiped his sweat with one hand, and fanned him with a book with the other hand.

Xuanwu opened a bottle of mineral water with his hand, put it in front of Ah Shuang and said, "A Shuang, stop fanning, drink some water!"

Xuanwu's eyes were full of tenderness.

Ah Shuang looked at Xuanwu, tilted half of her head, and looked inexplicably cute: "Huh? Brother Aze, aren't you hot?"

Xuanwu looked at Ah Shuang and said, "Drink some water, I'm not hot, I feel cool just looking at you!"

Hearing what Xuanwu said, Ah Shuang suddenly lost the notebook in his hand and dropped it under the desk. Ah Shuang hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Ah Shuang had just bowed her waist when she accidentally bumped into Xuanwu's leg. The expression on Xuanwu's face suddenly froze, and she looked at Ah Shuang without saying a word for a long time.

Xuanwu looked at Ah Shuang picking up the books, his eyes paused, and he was almost dumbfounded.

When Ah Shuang was picking up the book under the table, the book seemed to be an assist. No matter what, she couldn't pick it up. When she was about to pick it up, it slipped another place.

Ah Shuang had no choice but to move her position closer to the ground, but at the same time.

What Ah Shuang could do was to press her body very low, and her body got closer to Xuanwu.

When Ah Shuang picked up the book and brought it up, Xuan Wu's face was so red that it was about to bleed.