There was such a table mate, Tang Qing had a very busy day, and even failed to sleep well at night. Instead, he was there to discuss with the system how to recover the grindstone's little goblin Lord. Unfortunately, after a night, he still had no result, but could not get up at all in the early morning, and almost overslept.

So, breakfast did not eat, so yawning, hurried to the school.

Fortunately, when she stepped into the classroom, the bell rang, and the teacher who arrived earlier looked at her and didn't say anything, just let her sit down with a bad tone.

Throw the schoolbag into the table, she lies on the table feebly, her ear is the magnetic voice which belongs to the youth.

Shi Mo glanced at her and quickly took back his sight. He continued to read the English paragraphs in a low voice. However, he didn't finish reading a paragraph, so he heard a penetrating grunt in his ear.

The voice came from someone's stomach. He glanced at her once more, and saw that her face was crimson, and she laughed when she pulled at the corner of her mouth.

Tang Qing felt very ashamed. She buried her head and became an ostrich. However, the bad luck was not over. When she thought that she would buy some food after class, a familiar abdominal pain made her forehead sweat.

This feeling is too familiar, and it is because of the familiarity that she is facing a major disaster.

"It's over. It's really over." Her voice was so light that she could not disturb people, but when Mo looked at the contents of the book, she was in no mood.

"What's the matter?"

The voice of indifference sounded, but Tang Qing buried his head even lower.

"System, help!"

At the call of the host, the system asked lazily, "is this a failure again? Hungry? I have food here, but you don't have points. "

In the face of such merciless companions, Tang Qing cried, "say good care for new people! You are so cold-blooded and merciless! "

Under the complaint of the host, the system didn't know how to reflect, instead, it became more ruthless and said: "well, since it's ruthless, then you can find someone else to help."

Tang Qing:

I hate it!

Shi Mo saw that she was silent for a long time and frowned slightly. Although it was September, there was air conditioning in the classroom, so it was not hot and sweaty.

"Ran classmate, are you ill?" As he said this, he held his hand towards her forehead.

This touch, suddenly found that she was not sweating because of the heat, but because of the cold, but in September, there were at least 30 degrees outside, even with the air conditioner on, it could not be cold, just wanted to ask, but saw her hand was suddenly shot off.

"What are you doing!" Although it is the same as before, it can be seen that she is weak.

When the hand was patted off, the ink was not angry. Instead, he asked again, "are you ill?"

Tang Qing is still hanging his head. It's not a disease that girls come here every month.

"No disease!"

"How can you sweat without illness?"

Tang Qing clenches his teeth. Why does this guy like to break the casserole so much!

The conversation between the two people attracted systematic attention. Previously, he only joked, but now he saw that she seemed to be in a real condition, so he asked: "Qing Qing, are you really sick?"

"Sick fart!"

"But you are in a bad state." Without the former ruddy color, his face began to turn pale.

Facing the question, Tang Qing said coldly, "nothing, this is the problem that girls face every month."

The system still doesn't understand and continues to ask, "what is that?"

During the physiological period, people's tempers are easy to be grumpy. What she said is so obvious. As a result, this stupid thing still doesn't know. Her voice is a little higher. "What else is there? My aunt is here!"

Don't look at the original Lord's daily life, but when the time comes every month, it will be useless. If her own body is up to the sky, it's a little uncomfortable. Where is it like this body? When it comes to Auntie, it's painful. She hates to die.

She said gnashing her teeth, did not think of a inattention, actually said the words directly.

At that time, Mo was shocked, and then his paralyzed face finally changed. All seventeen year olds knew about girls, of course, but he didn't know it would cause such a big reaction. For the first time, our school grass stuttered, "well What can I do for you? "

It's the same table. You can't be saved.

When someone offered to help, Tang Qing narrowed her eyes, and thought of the guy's fall from her chair yesterday, she sent a reassuring way: "you will go to the grocery store to help me buy something later."

"What?"

"It's my aunt's towel, of course."

As soon as this remark came out, the school grass schoolmate's personal establishment collapsed again, even the handsome face had some distortion, "what?"

When someone asked for help, Tang Qing put away his temper. In addition, she could not bear the pain of abdominal pain. She actually performed a sad look.

"President, you can't live without help. How can I say I'm your deskmate? Saving one's life is better than building a seven level butcher. If you don't help me, I really can't find someone to help me."

Looking at her pitiful eyes, the school grass students are stupid again. It's not that he doesn't want to help, but he never bought that thing.

"President?"

"Time ink?"

"Handsome man?"

"Brother Shi, you can help me this time."

The little deskmate did not play with Jiao. Shi Mo raised his hands completely and surrendered, "OK, don't shout. I... Can't I help you! "

When Tang Qing heard this, he was relieved, and looked at him with a lot of pleasure. "Well, we were just at the same time. By the way, you'll see later. I'll give you some money."

If you ask for help, you can't even ask for money, but Shi Mo refuses. However, some gadgets are not worth a lot of money.

"Forget it. There's no need to give it."

But Tang Qing insisted very much, "if I don't even give money when my classmates help me like this, it would be very ungrateful." As she said, she turned her schoolbag, but when it was all turned over, she couldn't find half a dime. At this time, her memory slowly recovered. Yesterday, she had a wallet in her schoolbag, but on the way home, she couldn't help running out to buy some snacks. At that time, her wallet was stuffed in the snack bag, left at home, and didn't put it back.

The thought of it made my face red.

"Then Well, I'll give you the money tomorrow. I'll forget it at home. " At the end of the day, the voice was low and the momentum was gone.

Looking at her confused appearance, Shi Mo sighed, "forget it."

What can he do for such a deskmate?

Early reading didn't last too long. As soon as the bell rang after class, Mo left his seat and went to the canteen to buy something for someone. Zhou Tong hesitated for a moment after seeing the movements of the two and finally stood up.