The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Ziao paused and chuckled, "You guys are so annoying."

She turned her head and let go of her hand pretending to be angry, and walked forward quickly: "I'll have to eat taro paste and double pop bo pop + bayberry pop bo pop later!"

Fang Xiaomin followed up: "Then I have to eat red bean double skin milk + fried wings to get better!"

Chen Mili continued: "Then I have to eat a lot of meat and mango nectar to get better!"

He scolded Zhang Ya again, "It's your turn."

Zhang Ya shook her head with a smile and followed the formation: "Then I'll have to eat a huge bucket of hand-made lemon tea!"

As soon as the words fell, the four of them looked at each other, as if some kind of laughter switch had been turned on, and they all burst into laughter, holding their stomachs and laughing wildly.

Here's the thing:

A new beverage shop has opened opposite the school, and its main product is "popular lemon tea."

Two shop assistants stood at the operating table, mashing lemons by hand on the spot. They tasted very good and were cheap.

It has been very popular since it first opened. Many students usually order takeout when they cannot go out of school, and there will be long queues after class on Fridays.

Last week, there was a man who didn't know that the queue was too long or something, so he pushed for an order. After pushing for several times, there was no response, so he just complained that it was just a lemon. It was so slow. What kind of store do you open?

At one moment, he was complaining about the person in front of him who was ordering orders. At another moment, he was accusing the female clerk of being slow, and he even started shouting loudly, saying that if he came, he would be able to order both orders at once.

Because most of the people in line were students, everyone was very patient. Some people couldn't help but said, "You can do it, go ahead." The older brother actually rolled up his sleeves.

As soon as the good guy rolled up his sleeves, there was a green dragon tattoo on his thick arm. The clerk didn't dare to refuse and gave up his position.

I saw Brother Qinglong holding a thick ramming stick in one hand and shooting his bow left and right, duangduangduang.

That hand speed is like turning on the phantom special effects.

In just a few strokes, the two lemons were mashed until the pulp was overripe, the juice burst, and the aroma of the lemons wafted far away.

The Tang Jiao people in the front row were all greedy for the smell.

Brother Qinglong looked at everyone's convinced expressions, raised an "evil" smile on his lips, and was about to perform again.

A delicate female voice suddenly said, "Dalong! Didn't you say you were the only one who made lemon tea for me?"

Everyone turned around and saw a young woman with long curly hair, carrying a pink handbag and wearing a fragrant suit, standing angrily a few meters away.

"You secretly make lemon tea for others behind my back! There are still so many people! You don't love me anymore!"

After saying that, he threw the small bag on the ground and ran away in high heels, which made everyone at the scene dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, Brother Qinglong was still anxious. He threw away the pounding stick and chased after him, holding the girl's pink handbag in his hand and shouting loudly:

"Xiao Meng! Xiao Meng! You misunderstood! I just made it for you to drink! Xiao Meng!! Don't leave!!"

The loud and mournful shout resounded throughout the whole street, and even the uncle guarding the Jingsheng Gate opposite heard it.

Not to mention how funny that scene was.

Even the lemon tea store manager was so happy that he gave half the price to the customers who were waiting in line with a wave of his hand.

This matter has been teased on the forum for several days.

When Tang Jiao was explaining a question to Lin Haojie in Xiaojingchuan, he deliberately stamped his feet, folded his arms and groaned:

"Dakawa! Didn't you say you would give lectures to me alone?"

The end result was that Xiao Jingchuan dug out a huge book of real test papers for the Sprint College Entrance Examination on the spot and pressed her down to do the final questions of the afternoon.

When she begged for mercy, she said with a spring breeze: "Xiaojiao, you misunderstood, my brother only gives you lectures."

Tang Jiao's slender white fingers pointed at the detailed steps to solve the problem, and he said gently: "I made a mistake here, redo it."

Make everyone else laugh.

So until now, everyone can't help but laugh every time I talk about hand-made lemon tea.

Tang Jiao suppressed his laughter and said, "Xiaoya, didn't you agree not to talk about hand-made lemon tea anymore?"

Zhang Ya said seriously: "Xiaojiao, you misunderstood. My sister really wants to drink."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahahahahaha help!!!"

The four of them walked and stopped on the road, laughing so hard that their stomachs cramped.

"Zhang Ya, you are even funnier, hahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahaha, my stomach hurts from laughing! Oh, help me, I can't do it anymore hahahahaha!"

Chen Mili laughed so much that she couldn't carry her schoolbag anymore, and quickly grabbed Zhang Ya to steady her body.

"My good sister, why do you smile so happily?"

A male voice suddenly interrupted with a strange laugh.

Tang Jiao watched Chen Mili follow a strange man to a tree not far away and stopped.

"Who is this person, Mi Li's brother?"

Fang Xiaomin shook her head: "I haven't seen it before. I seem to have heard that she has a brother before? Zhang Ya, do you have any impression?"

The man had dyed yellow hair, a crooked mouth, and the green horizontal-striped T-shirt on his body was wrinkled, as if he had been out of a doghouse for several days.

Zhang Ya frowned, "I'm not impressed."

The three of them stood aside and waited.

There was no need to make up for classes on the weekends at the end of each senior year. They made an appointment to go to the snack street to have dinner before going home separately.

I don't know what was said on the other end, but Chen Mili suddenly waved away the man's hand, his expression a bit ugly.

The relaxed look on Tang Jiao's face faded, and he tugged on Zhang Ya's arm: "Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Suddenly, the man took action.

Ignoring Chen Mili's struggle, he roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her away.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Tang Jiao no longer hesitated, and the three of them quickly raised their feet and chased after him.

Fortunately, Chen Mili struggled fiercely and the man couldn't move fast while dragging her.

"Let go of Mi Li!!"

Zhang Ya ran the fastest and grabbed the clothes on the man's back with both hands.

Tang Jiao caught up, unloaded his schoolbag, which was like a brick, and slammed it on his arm. The other party let go of his hand with a cry of pain.

Fang Xiaomin quickly supported Chen Mili, who was staggering and almost falling.

"Mi Li, are you okay?"

Chen Mili shook his head in shock.

The three girls guarded Chen Mili behind them with wary expressions.

"Holy shit, are you fucking sick?"

Chen Gu shook his numb arm and said angrily: "I'm taking my sister back, why are you so crazy!"

The three of them looked at each other and then turned to look at Chen Mili.

"Mi Li, is he your brother?"

Chen Mili nodded with difficulty, looking at the young man with fear and hatred in his eyes.

Tang Jiao still held his hands in front of him and said calmly: "She doesn't want to go with you! Even if you are his brother, you can't force her!"

"what?"

As if he heard some big joke, Chen Gu raised his thick lower lip and blew the long withered bangs in front of his forehead.

The whites of his eyes rolled up, he looked at the Tang Zizi as big as a diced pea, and sneered:

"You little girls, you are so skinny and want to die, right?"