automatic reincarnation system

Ben knows Xiaomei, but why is Xiaomei here?

Nangong Jing thought about it, looked at Xiaomei's cute and shy face, but threw aside the doubts in her heart.

Xiaomei turned her head, "Nangong Jing..."

"What's the matter?" Nangong Jing ran over excitedly.

"Kiss me... okay?" Xiaomei shyly dared not look at him.

"Ah?" Nangong Jing's eyes widened, not knowing how to react, and it took a long time before he stammered: "No, it can't be done!" Nangong Jing said righteously: "We...we are underage, how can we do this kind of thing..."

Xiaomei complained, "Nangong Jing...do you hate Xiaomei?"

Nangong Jing became anxious, "Of course not, why would I hate Xiaomei? Xiaomei is the cutest girl I've ever seen..."

"Really..." Xiaomei said faintly, just when Nangong Jing was wondering whether to kiss or not...

Xiaomei turned her head, pouted her mouth and approached him, "Then, Nangong Jing, just give me a kiss!"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Nangong Jing backed away in horror, how could it be Han Muqing's face! ! !

"Nangong Jing, Nangong Jing..."

Nangong Jing opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the steamed face that was close to her... Nangong Jing screamed, "Ah...you, don't come close to me!!"

The steamed bun face remained calm, "Nangong Jing, what are you dreaming about? Why are you looking forward to being hurt but also afraid of being hurt? Don't think I didn't see your pouted mouth... Nangong Jing..."

Mantou squinted his big eyes, "Nangong Jing, have you had erotic dreams? My father said that boys will have erotic dreams when they reach a certain age... Nangong Jing, you are really precocious!"

"..." Nangong Jing roared angrily, "You're the only one having sex dreams!! I'm having nightmares!!"

"Really?" Han Muqing doubted. "Then why are you pouted expectantly?"

Nangong Jing really wanted to yell "None of your business", but finally took a deep breath, "I dreamed that I became a seahorse."

It's true that Haima is pouting, but...

Han Muqing glanced at Nangong Jing, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Nangong Jing, I didn't expect... so you are still a child."

Children get angry when they are called children.Because the subtext is: Nangong Jing, I never thought you would be so childish!

Nangong Jing looked at Han Muqing expressionlessly, and said viciously: "You are also a child!"

Mantou face spread his hands, "I have never denied this."

"..." Nangong Jing vomited blood in his heart, why every time he talked with this kid, he felt like he would vomit blood and die?never mind……

Leave the room calmly, brush your teeth and wash your face calmly, take your own small lunch box and line up to Mrs. Xiao Rong for breakfast, and calmly...

I found that there was only one seat in the entire classroom! !

And... that seat happened to be next to Mantouface.

Nangong Jing agonized in pain for a while, but still bit the bullet and went to sit next to Han Muqing.He ate his breakfast blankly.He can't put on a different face, or it's like he's lost.Although losing has never happened a few times in his life, losing is not shameful, and he is not afraid. What he is afraid of is...

Lost to this shameless and cheeky mantou face! !

If he loses to him, he will definitely commit suicide! !

Therefore, even though she was extremely reluctant in her heart, on the surface at least Nangong Jing's children's shoes still ate breakfast there calmly.But if you look carefully, you will find that the child can't eat at all, as if the porridge and side dishes in the lunch box are very unpalatable, and the food is stuffed into his mouth with a chewy taste...

Teacher Xiao Rong was sweating, "Nangong Jing..." She asked cautiously, "Isn't the food delicious?"

The expressionless little boy looked at her and said expressionlessly, "No, it's very delicious."

"..."

Teacher Xiaorong was silent.

Nangong Jing children's shoes, next time you want to say that it is delicious, can you stop being so painful as if you are abusing your food...

Teacher Xiao Rong glanced at the mess in his lunch box as if it had been bombed by an atomic bomb...

Turning his head silently, he ate.

It's been a rough week.

Saturday.days off.It is also a day when you don't have to see Han Muqing's children's shoes.Nangong Jing children's shoes said that he is very satisfied.

But he didn't expect that he would not be happy on this day.

"Xiao Jing, don't be self-willed, Dad didn't mean not to take you there...something happened at the hospital...Dad can't do anything..."

Nangong's mother looked at the tearful Nangong Jing in embarrassment, "Xiao Jing..."

Nangong Jing ignored her, good boy and good student, he has had enough! !Every weekend, I have to take various courses, so I can't go out to play like Han Muqing and the others...

It's rare for him to make a wish for a family of three to go to the amusement park together on his birthday. These grown-ups...

Actually agreed and...

Nangong Jing lowered her head, "Lies..." raised her head, "You guys are always like this, you don't mean what you say...I hate you!!"

Nangong Jing burst out of the house in tears.

cloudy day.A child without a coat is sitting alone on a swing in the park, swinging weakly. The swing is old and makes a hissing sound...

Nangong Jing felt that she was so pitiful...

What about the son of the director of the big hospital?What about the authority of the medical profession?He was so busy all day long that he was already asleep when his father came home, and his father might have left before he woke up the next day...

It was extremely bright and sad, before raising the 45-degree angle to look up at the sky, a warm wind suddenly came from my ear...

What was bright and sad, was thrown to the North Pacific by Nangong Jing in an instant, Nangong Jing jumped off the swing, "Ahhh..." Sure enough, the person behind him was the steamed bun face he was familiar with...

Nangong Jing was standing on one foot, the other foot had not been put down yet, her face was dripping with bird feces from the sky...

Steamed bun face approached him, "Nangong Jing... what's wrong with you? Are you cramping?"

Nangong Jing sighed, alas, forget it, why does he care about his glorious image in front of this guy?

Having figured it out, Nangong Jing sat down.He was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to talk to this thick-skinned guy.

Han Muqing, who was always talkative enough to make people want to slap him, became quiet at this moment, squatting beside his swing, not speaking.

The park in winter is very quiet, Han Muqing's voice resounded softly in the silence, "Nangongjing...it's snowing."

Nangong Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the sky.Sure enough, flakes of white snow had fallen from the sky, like goose feathers, as described in fairy tales, covering the whole world in an instant, and everything turned into a dreamlike silvery white...

"Give!"

Nangong Jing was taken aback for a moment, but in front of him was a red wool hat...

Holding it... is a white and fat hand...

Eyes...suddenly feel hot...

Nangong Jing turned her head coldly, "I don't want it!"

Han Muqing was quiet.

This guy...couldn't...be injured like this? ?

Although it's not very possible, Nangong Jing still felt guilty... Nangong Jing turned her head, "I'm not... What are you doing?!"

This guy Han Muqing...isn't even a bit sad, and...this kid is picking up snow from the ground and hiding it in that red hat...

hateful!

Nangong Jing was depressed, so he knew... this kid must be trying to play tricks on that hat! !

Don't care about this kind of child who hasn't grown up! !Nangong Jing told herself this, and turned her head coolly, pretending not to see it.

But Han Muqing didn't give him the hat again... Huh, he must have known that he had already discovered it, and now he can't play tricks on him!Thinking of this, Nangong Jing swung on the swing independently, but found that the surroundings were so quiet...

Something is wrong? ?

Nangong Jing jumped off the swing and looked at the empty snow field...

Unexpectedly, there was a hint of...disappointment? ?

"Who cares if this brat is here or not!!" Nangong Jing roared angrily, turned her head and wanted to leave, but...

stopped again.

Climb to the slide next to it, slide down from it, and then stand on it again, in a daze.

"Nangong Jing Nangong Jing..."

A hurried voice sounded beside her ear, Nangong Jing looked down, and saw the familiar red hat...

It's Han Muqing...

Unable to tell what emotion she was in, Nangong Jing sat on the slide and looked down condescendingly...

The Mantou standing there had a bright smile on his face, and his red hat had crystal water stains... This kid...

Nangong Jing slipped down the slide.

"Why are you back?"

Han Muqing approached him, "Nangong Jing, let's roast sweet potatoes!"

Nangong Jing was stunned for a moment, only to realize that there were a few sweet potatoes in Han Muqing's chubby hands...

His hands were a little red and purple from the snow...

But the idiot smiled brightly, "My mother said that when the weather is cold, it's best for two or three people to bake sweet potatoes together!"

So, did he go back...to get the sweet potatoes...?

Nangong Jing was a little weak.

And this complex emotion of powerlessness and emotion, when Han Muqing took out two corns from his pants...instantly turned into various black lines...

The mantou face on the opposite side said excitedly: "There is also corn!! The corn is also delicious when grilled~~"

The kid's eyes... at this time...

It's really shiny...it's so clear...

Nangong Jing ordered with a blank face: "Go and find the leaves!"

Han Muqing didn't mind at all, put down the sweet potato and corn, "Okay~~"

He happily ran to the next tree and picked up a bunch of leaves and came back, "Okay~~"

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