Chapter 140

"Yu se, don't wait for you to be free, sum up to me in one or two days, otherwise, the college entrance examination will be held soon." Yang An'an holds on to her.

"OK, I'll give you some control at night and I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"I want it, too." A serious female student heard that Yu se was going to arrange knowledge for Yang An'an, so she didn't want to miss it.

"All right, when I've sorted out what I want, everyone has one." Yu se said generously.

Suddenly, listen to a classmate ridicule come over, "cut, three years, biology did not see what you have a high score, not even copy."

"Xu Meiji, you just copied it. You copied every subject." Yu se has not yet responded. Yang An'an takes the lead in reacting. Xu Meizhen is aiming at Yu se, which she disagrees with.

"Well, I'm just telling the truth. You're excited."

"Which eye did you see? There is a kind of you to show evidence, granny is convinced

"I'm the witness." Xu Meizhen said in the mounting gas.

"You are not convinced that you are not convinced by the color, but even if you are not convinced, the score is there, you are not as good as the color." Yang an's hands are folded around the waist, protecting the color like a chicken.

Yu Sala took her hand. "Don't pay attention. Sit down quickly. Teacher Zhang is coming."

As soon as Yang an looked back, as expected, Mr. Zhang came. She just kept silent and took out her books and began to review her lessons.

"Look, if you don't feel guilty, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. Teacher Zhang will come as soon as he comes. This reaction is clearly a guilty heart. I think Yang An'an and Yu are like birds of a feather, and this time's achievement is copied."

"You You're talking nonsense Yang an is in a hurry.

"Cough..." Come in teacher Zhang low cough, Yang an an this just reluctantly turn head, ignore the Xu Meizhen behind.

Mr. Zhang thought it was a mischievous quarrel between girls, and he didn't care.

This time, the teacher started the self-evaluation.

In the past, I was always the second and third place in the examination. Now I have been the first in the year group several times in a row. The performance of metaphor is very stable.

He is also very glad that he has such a student.

If yu se can get such a good result in the college entrance examination, he will certainly be able to enter a famous school, which is also his achievement as a class teacher.

There was light on his face, too.

I spent a very low-key evening studying and reviewing my lessons.

Because, even if she didn't look back, she knew that Xu Meizhen had been staring at her back, hoping to make a hole in her back.

Jealousy.

This is the envy of red fruit.

After self-study, when Yu se left, she listened to Xu Meizhen's way behind her: "hum, just copy the goods. I'm Xu Meiyi here. I don't want to be admitted to a good school or a good major."

Yu se didn't pay attention to such a madman. There were too many people envious of her. She had never stopped from grade one to grade three. If she had cared about it, she would have been sick.

She was envied for her good-looking appearance, and she was envied every time she got good grades.

Some even accused her of having a fox face.

Well, she never picked up a male classmate.

She looks good. That's a gift from God.

"Yu se, that Xu Meiyi looks at you strangely. It's time for the college entrance examination. You'd better be careful." Yang an can't help but remind metaphor.

"I see. I'm going. See you tomorrow."

Or to return to the apartment, she will accompany Zhu Xu.

The reason why she wants to take the t-university is also because Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu is in this city, so she will stay in the city to take care of Zhu Xu.

Zhu Hong, who died because of her, can close her eyes.

In the middle of Beiyu District, I went through the gate.

Looking up, the lights on the 28th floor are dark.

Maybe it's time to go to bed.

Is that Mo Jingyao still alive?

No way.

He had arranged for sister-in-law Zhan to take care of her and Zhu Xu. If he stayed, he would not be able to live in the apartment.

He couldn't sleep in her bedroom. After all, there was another sister-in-law in her room. He didn't want to face, but she had to.

Fingerprint opened the lock, gently push open the door, a quiet room.

She looked into the living room, Zhu Xu used to like to play with toys in the clean place, only two boxes in the corner.

Zhu Xu is not in the living room, that is sleeping.

Walking in, I saw Mo Jingyao on the sofa.

When I saw him, I found that the man was asleep.

Sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

On the long legs are pens with only screen savers.

I want to. I've been sleeping for a while.

I feel the temperature of the living room. The air conditioner is turned on a little too big, and it's a little cold.

She turned around and went to the room that was empty last night. She took a blanket out and covered Mo Jingyao's body carefully. Then she went to her room. Sister Zhan was not there.If you go to Zhu Xu's room again, sister-in-law is not in.

It seems that Mo Jingyao accompanied Zhu Xu all night.

Yu se apologized. He was so busy that he put all his time in her office just because she had to take care of Zhu Xu.

After taking a bath, Mo Jingyao is still sleeping.

She looked at the laptop on his leg. She couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, she went over again. She wanted to take down the laptop on his leg and let him sleep comfortably.

But her hand just fell, and before she touched Mo Jingyao's laptop, her little hand was caught.

Then firmly held in the dry and warm palm of Mo Jingyao, "small color..."

She heard Mo Jingyao murmuring in a low voice. She thought he was awake and wanted to work. She didn't want her to take away his computer

But when he looked up, he stopped again.

The man's clear face quietly leans on the back of the sofa. His eyelashes are closed and his lips are slightly open. It seems that he will call out "little color" at any time.

Well, this is a dream about her?

His face is really good-looking.

Therefore, Yan Kong's metaphor can't help but reach out and touch Mo Jingyao's face.

She likes to touch his face, the touch is very good, every time let her love.

It's too much for a woman to live with such good skin.

Touch, take also slip through his lips, soft, QQ, every time slip, can let her think of jelly.

So close to him, suddenly, she was stunned.

Since coming in, her attention was always on him, so that she did not smell the obvious smell in the living room.

Mo Jingyao drank.

Yes, the Goblet of wine on the tea table proves everything.

Therefore, will unconsciously fall asleep.

Mrs. Zhan was not in, so she really had a room available.

It seems that Mo Jingyao didn't want to go back to Mohist school.

And she didn't have the energy to send him back.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and dialed it to Lujiang.

I walked into the balcony while I was poking.

She didn't want to make a phone call to Mo Jingyao.