Chapter 698

In December, Luzhou finally had the taste of winter, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and it was forced by parents to add a set of thermal underwear to go out.

Of course, there are not a few people who want demeanor but not temperature.

Like Mu Yixuan, like Zheng Yuchen.

They both wore a coat and a sweater, not even a scarf.

Wu Zhonghao looked down at his clothes, like zongzi. He took off his scarf and threw it on the table: "it's my mother's fault that I have to wear so much."

And on his way to school, he found that girls didn't wear as much as they did.

He took off his coat and two of the clothes from the inside.

When he took off his clothes, Zheng Yuchen noticed his innermost clothes and immediately stretched out his hand to pull them: "Damn, brother Hao, do you still wear thermal underwear?"

If it wasn't for the thermal underwear, Wu Zhonghao really wanted to take it off. He scratched his head and said irritably, "my mother had to force me to wear it before going out. I didn't wear it. She even took up the feather duster. My brother really had no choice but to give in to her lewdness."

Zheng Yuchen covered his stomach and began to laugh.

Wu Zhonghao

Wu Zhonghao put on his sweater again, then put on his coat, and looked at them: "I said, will you not be criticized if you go out in this way?"

Zheng Yuchen shrugged: "my mother has left me alone."

Wu Zhonghao looked at him jealously, and his eyes moved to Mu Yixuan.

Mu Yixuan light said: "they are busy, no empty tube me."

In fact, before going out, seeing that he was wearing so few clothes, Mrs. Li asked him to wear two more. He answered casually and dealt with it.

Wu Zhonghao wailed: "there is a nagging housewife. My mother is so upset!"

Wu Zhonghao has a loud voice. Every time he talks in class, he can hear him downstairs. No, Wei Ruohan hears him crying at the class gate.

"Good morning, Xiao Zhi!"

Qiao Nianzhi raised his head: "good morning!"

Wei Ruohan put the bag in the drawer and rubbed his hands: "it's getting colder and colder recently."

"Yes." Qiao Nianzhi looked at her clothes and frowned, "why do you wear so little? Just one in the coat? "

"How can it be, two of course." Wei Ruohan came up to her and squeezed his eyes, "including underwear."

"..." Qiao Nianzhi pinched her sleeve. It was too thin to wear warm“ Why don't you wear more, don't catch a cold. "

"It's OK. I have good resistance." Just as she finished, she shivered.

Qiao Nianzhi knew that she wore it because she loved beauty. She pushed away her chair and stood up: "I'll get water. Do you need your cup?"

Wei Ruohan picked up the cup, unscrewed the bottle and had a look. The water in the thermos was no longer hot. She screwed on the lid again: "I'll go with you."

"No, it's windy outside. I'll go alone."

Joe Nianzhi took away her water bottle and got up from the seat with his own.

When passing by Mu Yixuan's seat, she didn't see the water cup on his desk. She knocked down the table and called him, "classmate mu, I'll go to fetch water. Where's your water cup?"

Zheng Yuchen is sitting on the front table of Mu Yixuan, talking to him on the back of his chair. Mu Yixuan took out the water cup from the drawer and handed it to Qiao Nianzhi.

Qiao Nianzhi took his bottle, politely also asked Zheng Yuchen: "Zheng classmate, do you want to draw water?"

"Xie Wenwei, no need."

"Good." Qiao Nianzhi, carrying three water bottles, walked towards the door of the classroom.

After Qiao Nianzhi came out of the classroom, Zheng Yuchen looked at Mu Yixuan curiously: "it's strange. I found that the culture and Art Commission would help you to draw water every time. She always felt that she was different from us to you. I said, brother, do you have any secret with the culture and Art Commission?"

"Too many TV plays." Mu Yixuan finds the comics from the books on the desk.

He and Joe Nianzhi can have any secret, at most is a little personal grudge.

There are a lot of people drawing water. Qiao Nianzhi is behind the line with three water bottles in his arms.

Since last month, she has been helping Mu Yixuan to draw water every day. The reason is that she stepped on his shoes. After negotiation (no, it was Mu Yixuan's unilateral decision that she helped to draw water every day to offset the resentment of stepping on shoes.

As long as she doesn't lose money, Qiao Nianzhi thinks that she can accept the requirement of helping him to draw water every day. Anyway, she wants to drink water, just by the way.

Stepping on the bell, Qiao Nianzhi came into the classroom with three water bottles.

When I put the water bottle on Mu Yixuan's desk, I saw that he was reading comics again. It's rare for him to touch textbooks outside class time. They all read extracurricular books.

Qiao Nianzhi gave his water cup to Wei Ruohan: "Xiao Han, you can warm yourself with my cup."

Her water bottle is not Wei Ruohan's thermos. Ordinary plastic water bottle is suitable for heating in winter.

"Thank you, Xiao Zhi. You are so good." There is a good sister who can think for herself in everything. Wei Ruohan thinks that she is too happy and is a winner in life. She put the warm bottle on her face and asked, "by the way, did you show your mother the certificate of the second prize in the composition contest?"

Qiao Nianzhi went back to his seat, opened the chair, slightly stunned for two seconds, then pulled out a faint smile: "well."

"How's it going? Did your mother praise you? Do you have any pocket money

Qiao Nianzhi recalled his mother's reaction last night.

No praise, no encouragement.

At that time, it was just a light sentence: "what's the use of certificate? It's not a bonus. In the future, let your teacher not get any certificate and give money."

Mother never praises her.

I remember the first medal I got in my life was in the second grade. When I got home from school that day, she couldn't wait to take out the certificate, hoping to get praise from her mother.

The memory is a bit long, but she always remembers her mother's reaction at that time.

Without a happy smile and proud eyes, her mother threw the certificate aside: "the three good students are not the first, what's the use."

At that time, Qiao Nianzhi felt that his heart was like falling into a valley. All the joy and pride disappeared in that moment.

Since then, she has studied very hard.

I won a lot of first places later.

But, still can't get Mom's approval.

No matter how good she is, it's not good for her mother.

Before, she didn't understand why. Later, as she grew up, she didn't understand until her younger brother came. It was because she was a girl that she was doomed not to please her mother.

After the third Chinese class, Qiao Nianzhi collected yesterday's homework according to the teacher's requirements.

Start from the first group and receive the position of Mu Yixuan in the second group.

Every time he sleeps on the desk during recess, what does he do at night?

Qiao Nianzhi holds the homework in his arms and stands aside. He reaches out his hand and touches his arm on his face.

Seeing that he didn't wake up, she reached out and pushed again.

Waiting for a few seconds, others still did not respond. She wanted to call him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly sat up and looked ugly when he raised his head.

She Leng Leng, weak hand back.

Mu Yixuan originally wanted to lose his temper, but as soon as he saw that the man standing next to him was Qiao Nianzhi, the fire just started went out inexplicably, and his long legs stretched forward. He leaned lazily against his face: "what's the matter?"