After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 33 I want to chase her, gentle scum

"Okay, okay, let me say! I said it's not OK! Just, that game hall, has a shooting competition, the first prize is a Hulk limited figure, the kind that money can't buy, so I I just want to...hehe..."

  "Do you like Hulk?"

   "It's not me, it's Ling Xuan. He likes to collect and reproduce together. I want to win it back and give it to him."

   "So, do you want me to help you shoot basketballs and win prizes for Ling Xuan?"

   "Can you?" Jiang Han's eyes beamed.

   "No."

  "……"

  Jiang Fuyue walked all the way, Jiang Han chased all the way until he reached the corner and turned down the stairs, but Jiang Fuyue stopped suddenly.

   Jiang Han seemed to see hope, Pi Dian Pi Dian chased up, panting but smiling brightly: "Sister Yue, I know you--"

  Half of speaking, it stopped abruptly.

  At the end of the stairs, the girl with long hair and shawl half leaned against the boy's chest, talking shyly. From Jiang Han's perspective, she could just see her crimson neck, which seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge.

  The boy lowered his head slightly, holding the girl’s thin shoulders with his hands, his eyes gentle.

  Jiang Han pursed his lips, a faint loss appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and the smile that was about to bloom gradually receded, and finally disappeared.

   "Now you still want to send him a hand to do it?" Jiang Fuyue snorted, stepping down.

  The sound of footsteps that followed disturbed the two people hugging and hugging. The girl hurriedly raised her head, like a frightened bird. Ling Xuan also took advantage of the situation. The moment his eyes touched Jiang Fuyue, it was immediately subtle.

Jiang Fuyue, who was frightened by a pair of mandarin ducks, did not squint, went straight past the two of them, and walked down.

  Jiang Han reacted, catching up, and passing by Ling Xuan, the boring discomfort gradually disappeared.

  The two came in a hurry, and went in a hurry, and soon disappeared.

  Leaving Ling Xuan and Lin Yao standing on the spot, maintaining an "intimate posture", there was nothing to say for a while.

   "...Have you stood firm?" The boy said lightly.

  "Stand firmly." Lin Yao supported the wall with one hand and could hold the center of gravity, but her frowning brows still inadvertently revealed a trace of pain.

   "Yeah." Ling Xuan stopped and took a half step back. "I have called Uncle Lin. The driver should be here by now. I will go down and have a look. You are waiting here."

  After speaking, I have to go.

   "Brother Xuan!"

  Ling Xuan stagnates.

  Lin Yao looked at his Qing Jun Luotuo’s back, her eyes flickered: "Thank you for taking me to the infirmary. What I said just now... are all true. You have that feeling for me, don’t you?"

   "...tomorrow I will help you ask for leave from school to take a good rest." After speaking, he left in a big stride.

  Lin Yao's eyes flashed disappointment, and there was a trace of...doubt.

  It was obviously not like this before. Even before the interruption, the atmosphere between the two was still very good. Lin Yao was even 100% sure that Ling Xuan would accept her confession.

Can……

  Why did it change in a blink of an eye?

  Ling Xuan’s eyes and attitude...

  Thanks to this scene, Jiang Han finally dispelled the idea of ​​pulling her to participate in the shooting competition.

  Of course, Jiang Fuyue would not agree.

  Saturday and daytime, she spends her time in the pancake stall, mainly responsible for collecting money.

  Brother Jiang is about to take the first grade exam. Recently, he stayed at home to read books and make questions and concentrate on preparing for the exam.

  At the same time, Ling Xuan, who was practicing in the room, played the wrong sound one after another, and he buckled down the piano cover a little annoyingly.

  "Master, before going out, Madam ordered you to visit Miss Lin at the Lin's house today. The gifts are ready to be put in the trunk. When do you want to leave?"

   "Don't go."

"But……"

   "I said no, go, don’t you understand?"

  The servant's scalp numb: "Then if the lady asks..."

   "I will explain to her."

  ……

  Er Yi Ci is sitting in a well-decorated styling studio, looking left and right in the mirror, looking around.

   "Is it all right? Why is it so slow?"

   "Yi Shao, you have dyed your hair. You should know that this takes more time. Fortunately, dyeing back black this time is much easier than dyeing seven colors last time, and it will be done soon."

   "Then what...you will help me get a cool hairstyle later."

Uh!

  "What's the specific cool method?"

   Yi Ci thought for a while, "It's the kind that can be liked."

   "Elders like it?"

  "……"

  The stylist saw his speechless appearance, and an inspiration: "Understood, please girls."

  Yi Ci raised his chin in front of the mirror.

   actually said he had ugly hair, huh!

  Wait, go to school on Monday, handsome and bloody!

  ……

  Zhong Ziang slept three poles in the sun, and was called up for lunch by Liu Ma.

   "...Don't be noisy, let me sleep for a while...just for a while..."

   "Little master, sir is already waiting for you in the dining room."

  "!" Zhong Ziang sat up in shock.

  Five minutes later, the dining room.

   Adhering to the rule of "food without words", Zhong Ziang just bowed his head to plan the rice.

   Sitting across from Xie Dingyuan, he didn't rush, and even the posture of holding chopsticks was expensive.

  Zhong Ziang stared blankly for a while.

  Until the end of the meal, his eyes were still stuck on Xie Dingyuan's body and couldn't get rid of it.

  Thinking of the crazy scenes of the celebrities and daughters in the imperial capital rushing to their old uncles, fancy sticking upside down, Zhong Ziang looked more and more focused, as if he wanted to see a flower.

  Xie Dingyuan couldn't bear it. It has been almost half an hour since the meal.

   "What on earth do you want to do?"

   "...Uncle, I want to ask you something."

"Say."

  "What kind of guys would a particularly fierce and sturdy girl like?"

  "?"

  Zhong Ziang's neck shrank: "Why do you think of me that way?"

  Xie Dingyuan thought of the peach blossom debt he had incurred in the imperial capital, he could not help but curl his eyebrows, his eyes suddenly cold: "Who did you see?"

  Zhong Ziang did not hear the coldness in his words, his mind was full of scenes of Jiang Fuyue sweating and shooting, that small waist, that long legs...

  Simply!

  A smile that he didn't even noticed slowly climbed to the corner of his mouth: "Just what... the one who beat me last time."

  Xie Dingyuan: "?"

   "Uncle, I want to chase her!"

  "?" Is the brain okay?

Zhong Zi stood up abruptly, "I'm going out to buy new clothes. The kind of fierce girl probably likes a gentle scum like you, shirts, trousers, leather shoes and ties, and by the way, I need to wear a pair of flat gold rims. Mirror, perfect!"

  After finishing speaking, he rushed upstairs like the wind, changed his clothes and rushed down again, and left.

  Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa, rubbing his chin with one hand, his eyes deep.

  He is like this...Sven scum?

Ah!

  ……

  This Saturday, the students relax, but the teacher is still working overtime.

   "Old Xu, how much is left in your math group?"

   "Four rolls."

"Okay, fast enough! Every time I am changing my paper, I wonder why I am not a math teacher? Otherwise, physics and chemistry are also OK, but I am a Chinese teacher. This composition makes me dizzy... …"

  "Chinese, normal..." Xu Jing glanced at the time, "It's almost twelve o'clock, let's go to lunch first. Lao Meng, let's go."

   "Wait, don't make a noise." Meng Zhijian didn't lift his head, and the red strokes on his hands pulled quickly.

  Xu Jing walked over, "What are you doing? Focus on this..."

  Before the words fell, Meng Zhijian stood up with a brush, his expression excited, his eyes gleaming: "It's coming out!"

   "What came out?"

   "Score! The first comprehensive score ever!"

  　Zhong Ziang: Whenever you wear glasses, women love them. Jinsier~

  　　 Jiuye: Itchy skin.

  (End of this chapter)