Chapter 355

Yi CI: "how many do you have left?"

Zhong Ziang: "how many do you have left?"

Yi CI: "you speak first."

Zhong Ziang: "you speak first."

Yi CI: "... Two questions."

Zhong Ziang: "Oh." grass! I still have five, six, seven, eight questions

Soon, with the help of Jiang Fuyue, Yi CI finished.

Zhong Ziang: "well... Can I take it back?"

Jiang Fuyue asked, "can you do it?"

"Cough..." Zhong Shao blushed, "no, not very."

"What's the use of taking it back?"

Zhong Ziang blurted out, "I can ask my uncle!"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and thought of Xie Dingyuan's lofty face that didn't touch human fireworks. "Are you sure?"

Zhong Ziang: "..." not sure.

He could already imagine Xie Dingyuan scanning the topic and looking at him like a stupid pig.

Hiss! Scalp numbness, toes scratching the ground.

Jiang Fuyue pointed to the blank: "look at this question first..."

At first, Zhong Ziang was absent-minded, but the girl's voice was clear and soothing, not anxious and impatient. It flowed gracefully like a gurgling spring, and he became serious unconsciously.

When formulas are written one by one and numbers are calculated one by one, Zhong Ziang has never felt so good!

When the last answer was written and Jiang Fuyue nodded positively, he suddenly felt that games and TV were not fragrant!

"Did I do it right? Did I really do it right?"

"Yes."

Zhong Ziang jumped in place with joy. In the sun, he looked like a young man with vitality and youth.

Easy to disdain: silly X.

Didn't you just do the right question? He did it right, too. What can I do?

In my heart, jiojio is presumptuous on the ground.

Well, he's not proud at all.

Even a little was infected by Zhong Ziang's stupid lack.

Kick off the basketball, jump up in the air, and then fall firmly in your hand. Yi Zhi turns with an index finger, dazzles his skills, and looks at the two: "have a game?"

Zhong Ziang: "come on! Neng won't kill you!"

They looked at Jiang Fuyue at the same time.

The latter shrugged indifferently: "OK."

She is wearing a school uniform today. Once she takes off her coat, there is only a T-shirt left inside. Although it is not as eye-catching as the sling, she can still see her snow-white arms, slender neck, and delicate clavicle that can hold water.

The fragrance of Citrus wafted into the air and inevitably got into Yi Zhi's nostrils. He brushed his face red and his eyes were vain - he wanted to see, but he didn't dare to see.

Zhong Ziang took a breath and his eyes became hot for a second, but he soon converged and stared at Yi Zhi on the way - look again, break off your head!

Yi Ci was afraid to see it. He was so excited that he wanted to see it.

Slim waist and long legs, there is nothing beautiful.

Zhong Ziang was in a hurry. He grabbed the ball in his hand and smashed it.

Yi resigned, rubbed his chest painfully, and fought back with his backhand.

Zhong Ziang sidestepped away. It was still late. The ball could wipe his cheekbones. The place where he was rubbed was burning: "shit! You want to fight and say it!"

He picked up the ball, hit it back angrily, and was intercepted by Jiang Fuyue when it was thrown in the air.

When the ball reached her hand, cool eyes swept over the two: "are you playing or hitting people?"

Don't overdo it.

Zhong Ziang also snorted heavily.

Jiang Fuyue: "do you still play?"

Two people speak at the same time: "play!"

The next battle will be interesting