Xueba and his scumbag boyfriend

At lunch time, when Zhong Shishi returned to the classroom, Chu Shi had already returned.

"What are you busy with? So serious?"

At the beginning, he was staring at the phone intently, and didn't even notice that she was approaching.

Chu Shi raised his head, wanting to hug her waist, "Shishi, you are finally here, you miss me so much."

"Stop, stop," the weather in June was so hot that it exploded, Zhong Shishi had just returned from outside, covered in sweat, and hurriedly stopped him from approaching, "Are you missing me, are you missing the roast chicken in my hand? Bar."

"..." At the beginning, "Let's talk about the chicken, let's civilize you and me, poetry, pay attention to civilization."

Zhong Shishi, "Then this roast chicken...well, do you still want to eat it?"

At the beginning, "...you woman really holds a grudge, it's so un... so cute."

"I don't need you to say I'm cute," Zhong Shishi put the roast chicken on the table and held a chicken leg, "Come on, old rules, tear up and eat as much as you want."

Chu Shi's hand covered the other drumstick, "Come on."

The roasted chicken was very tender, at first he pulled it with his hand, but in the next second, only a handful of meat-wrapped chicken leg bones were left in Zhong Shishi's hand.

It was the first time that I had torn so much. At the beginning, I was stunned, and then I happily started to show off.

"Tear as much as you want and eat as much as you want, don't go back on your word." Zhong Shishi made a gesture to grab the meat in his hand, but at first she hurriedly protected her.

Zhong Shishi complained, "I have too little, it's not enough to fit between my teeth."

"Then I don't care, the Chinese culture is really extensive and profound, how many times it has been torn apart," it is rare to see Zhong Shishi deflated. With a little bit of meat, he swaggered, "How much to eat."

"Still eating a fart." Zhong Shishi angrily stuffed the bit of meat in her hand to him, "If you don't regret it, you won't regret it. I'll feed you to death."

"Looking down on me?" At the beginning, he readily accepted, and began to gnaw, "Let me tell you, even if I eat the whole one, I won't be able to sustain me to death."

After leaving at the beginning of the morning, he first went to the school doctor's office to visit Shu Min, and after making sure that he was fine, he climbed over the wall and left the school.

The mood at the beginning was very bad, Zhong Shishi was worried, and asked many ways, and learned that he went to the gym near the school, stayed there for two classes, and only climbed over the wall to return to school when school was about to leave at noon.

Then send her a message and ask her to bring back a roast chicken when she returns to the classroom after dinner.

Since I still remember to eat meat, it seems that my mood should ease up a lot.There are always many people in places that sell roast chicken. After class, Zhong Shishi had no time to eat, so she lined up to buy roast chicken for him at the first time, and then returned to the classroom.

After seeing him in person, Zhong Shishi could feel that his mood had indeed recovered a lot, and his heart that had been straining all the time was also relieved.

The mobile phone at the beginning was placed on the table, and there were a few large characters on the opened page: How to pursue the boy you like.

Zhong Shishi glanced at it and couldn't help laughing, "Is there any need to search for these things online? Isn't sister a ready-made encyclopedia? Just tell me what kind of boy you want to chase. I have experience. "

At the beginning, "Your experience is not good, you broke up in the end, and none of them lasted long, so it's unreliable."

Zhong Shishi, "Then you can't blame me. There are so many good-looking boys in this world. I just want to give every handsome guy a warm harbor so that they can be happy and happy. If I fall in love with one person, then the others will be happy." How sad it must be for a handsome guy who doesn't stop at Snug Harbor."

At first, "..."