Chapter 612

Jiangbeize blinked.

He thought that song Nanye didn't study well, but he even knew that nobody wanted to learn this idiom. He should study well!

"Gone."

Nanye of Song Dynasty was disappointed. He let go of Huangmao, copied 300 yuan into his pocket, and then left his pen to jiangbeize.

Jiang Beize took it carefully, took out his handkerchief and wiped the pen cover, then carefully copied the pen into his pocket.

"As for it, it's not just a pen?"

"It's not a pen. It's my second brother's birthday present!"

“……”

Second brother, second brother.

Song Nanye glanced at him.

He can never leave his second brother!

Turn around and go, no more words.

"Hello, Song Nanye!"

Yellow hair covered his stomach and looked at the boy in front coldly.

"What do you have to do with this kid? Do you like people? "

"You want to die?!"

Song Nanye suddenly turned around, his eyes sharp, like a fierce ghost, more vicious.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Seeing the situation is not good, Jiang Beize holds the math textbook with his elbow, and pulls song Nanye's arm with his other hand. He doesn't see a black leather book fall out.

"Let's hurry back. The next class is the class of the head teacher!"

"I don't care!"

Song Nanye leaves his hand impatiently and strides ahead.

Jiangbeize sighed. He was really a grumpy boy. He trotted to keep up with the trend, walked a few steps, and heard the yellow hair behind him shouting again --

"song Nanye, did you know that Chi Xiaoxiao came back?"

“……”

The boy with a sinister face stopped at once.

The fury on his face dissipated a little.

He stood there in a daze, the sun was shining down, and he was buried completely.

Jiang Beize blinked in bewilderment. Who is Chi Xiaoxiao? Song Nanye's face suddenly changed.

I don't know how long ago, the boy who lost his mind for a long time finally started again. There was no expression on his face, and the two strong eyebrows of the sword were wrinkled.

"Master..."

Jiangbeize called him very quietly beside him.

"Is Chi Xiaoxiao your friend?"

"Shut up."

"Master, if you have any troubles, please tell me, I --"

"I'll shut you up!"

Song Nanye roared.

"What do you have to do with me? Are you my friend or my brother? My private affairs are not up to you! "

"Well, I won't ask..."

Jiangbeize's voice is still soft.

All the way speechless.

Song Nanye walked face to face under the shadow of the trunk, which was the darkness that the sun could not shine in.

At the intersection, song Nanye sighed. He had two hands in his pocket and looked at the boy beside him.

"It's time for you to go back to class." His voice softened a little.

“……”

Jiangbeize went ahead without saying anything.

Nanye of Song Dynasty stood in the light and shadow, watching him.

I saw jiangbeize go to the vending machine, turn back, as always, handed him a Pepsi.

"Don't be unhappy."

He said.

Face up, eyes sincere, look focused.

"In fact, I also have a temper. So far, I only have no temper with you and my second brother. If you yell at me and scold me, I won't answer back. But if you continue to do this to me, next time I may ignore you and not make friends with you."

The word "friend" was bitten three times by jiangbeize.

Just then, song Nanye said such excessive words, and he said "friend" to dissolve the whole body of violence.