Chapter 650

Miss Miao Miao: "

When she was at school, why didn't she meet such a warm deskmate?

Her former deskmate would only pull her pigtails and put caterpillars in her pencil box!

This is just the last class in the morning. When the class bell rang, Zhang Mao really stuck and called Bo Yimo.

Bo Yimo stretched lazily and noticed the drink in the corner of the table.

She smiled and glanced at her deskmate: "did you buy it?"

Zhang Mao's little fat face turned red: "Ang, drink while the teacher is writing on the blackboard. It's easy to get thirsty after sleep. I'm responsible for discipline this week, and I won't deduct your points."

Thin Yi Mo's lips hook a wicked smile: "don't buy it for me in the future. How much is this?"

Zhang Mao quickly said, "no money!"

Bo Yimo picked her eyebrow: "no money?"

Zhang Mao especially affirmed: "the bottle I bought myself has a reward for opening the lid. I buy one and get one free. It really doesn't cost money."

Bo Yimo smiled, "OK, I'll invite you to dinner at noon."

She never owes a favor. She can only pit her brother and father.

This is what Sue taught her since childhood.

Su also said to her, "your mother was like this before. When I first met your father, I never took advantage of him."

Bo Yunli smiled and remained silent.

Zhang Mao scratched the back of his head.

Before, Bo Yimo was very close to home when she was in primary school. She went home for lunch every day.

When his sister goes back, Bo Yicheng often goes back by bike and the whole family eats together.

Now Bo Yimo is on the ceremony and is used to eating at school at noon. Bo Yicheng won't go back.

Zhang Mao really wants to go to the canteen with Bo Yimo, but he is afraid of Bo Yicheng.

After struggling for a minute, he decided to go!

If you can't see Bo Yimo, what's the meaning of living!

"Well, you go first at noon. I'll go to the office to get the papers and come back to you."

Bo Yimo: "OK, then you go to the third floor of Bauhinia canteen..."

Without her saying that, Zhang Mao said directly, "the fourth window in the left area of the third floor is mutual. I know you always eat there!"

Bo Yimo: "

He knows all this?

……

Finally, just before class ended, teacher Miao Miao closed the lesson plan on the podium and looked down at the stage: "the first math class in the afternoon was temporarily changed into a physiological health class. Everyone came back to the classroom early after lunch break."

As soon as her voice fell, the students all roared with joy.

Teacher Miao Miao smiled and shook his head. He knew it would be like this, so he didn't tell them until the last class, otherwise his mind would have flown.

……

On the third floor of the Bauhinia canteen, Bo Yicheng beat his sister's meal first, and then beat his own.

When he came back with the plate, he saw his sister looking at the entrance of the stairs: "what's the matter? Are you waiting for someone?"

Bo Yimo shook her head: "nothing."

——

At the same time, at the back door of class 2 of grade 3 of junior high school.

A boy shouted inside, "Feng Bing! Someone gave you a letter!"

Feng Bing, who was just about to call his younger brother to go out to a restaurant for lunch, was very impatient: "who? Delay me to eat!"

The boy waved the letter in his hand and smiled deeply: "it's a woman! It's the first day of junior high school!"

Feng Bing 'hissed' and looked back at his younger brothers: "is it... Bo Yimo? I'm moved to buy her delicious food?"

"It's possible, boss!"

"It must be! Boss, you are so charming!"

"I heard that Bo Yimo was very cold. I didn't expect to meet the boss. He was subdued only this morning!"

Feng Bing's eyes are almost growing on his head, but the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

The letter was obviously not written by Bo Yimo.

When Feng Bing saw the content of the letter, his previous proud smile disappeared and was replaced by a strong and terrible cruel spirit.

Under the confused gaze of the younger brothers, he directly crumpled the letter and said fiercely: "this smelly boy! How dare you fool me!"

——

Bo Yimo and Bo Yicheng still eat at their old seats. Although school has been open for some time, they often eat together and are always the focus of attention of others.

Because of this, the flow of people on the third floor of Bauhinia canteen is much larger than that in other places.

Many young girls have several love letters written to Bo Yicheng in the dead of night, but they dare not give them away.

At first, they thought of saving the country by curving the curve, gave the love letter to Bo Yimo, and asked Bo Yimo to help them give it to Bo Yicheng.

But soon they found out——

Bo Yimo's market is no worse than Bo Yicheng, and love letters can't be sent in.

Bo Yicheng sandwiched a chicken leg for his sister and smiled at her delicious meal.

Next to the girls, they are not greedy for chicken legs, but greedy men.

They are all imagining that they are thin Yimo

It took more than 20 minutes, and the thin Yimo rice was finished.

When Bo Yicheng threw the plate, she looked at the stairs again, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

Didn't Zhang Mao say he would come after he went to the office?

Temporary change of mind?

Probably not.

Out of the canteen, Bo Yicheng met several friends.

The boys were wearing sports vests and basketball under their arms: "Yi Cheng, there are just people today, so I'm going to play a game later?"

Yali middle school has a long lunch break. After dinner, students always like to exercise for a while.

Bo Yimo wanted to find Zhang Mao, so she said, "go, brother. I just want to go back to the classroom and read some books."

That's what Bo Yicheng said.

……

On the basketball court.

A young man who has always been rigorous, his eyes are different from the usual evil publicity. He is like a cheetah attacking. He quickly takes the ball and dribbles through people. The process is crisp and complete at one go.

The level of ball control is amazing.

Before they react, Bo Yicheng has moved to the basket, holding the ball with one hand, taking off in depth and pressing his wrist down.

'brush -'

This button made a sound, and the whole basket shook with it.

Cheers suddenly sounded around, and the most excited one was thin Yicheng, Siwen (little peach crisp) of the next class.

Siwen, who was just in the third day of junior high school, is already slim and graceful, with a concave convex figure.

Coupled with the extremely tempting wheat skin, a casual look in the eyes will stir up the boys in droves.

Completely overturned the stereotype that white is beauty.

But it's a pity that there are already people in the girl's heart.

With the cooperation of his teammates, it was another perfect pass.

The ball reached Bo Yicheng.

The palm presents a beautiful texture and a three-point ball.

The basketball must be thrown into the basket.

But at the moment of his goal, a boy ran from a distance, stripped off the thick cheerleading wall, panting.

Everyone knows that Bo Yimo is Bo Yicheng's lifeblood, so everything related to Bo Yimo will be told to him at the first time.

"Yi, Yi Cheng, I saw your sister go to the infirmary!"