Ling Weifeng angrily slapped the book on the table, pointing at Caring Yu who was applying makeup in front of him, "Have you seen it? This is the type my brother likes."
She was about to talk proudly, and when she wanted to chase the goddess, she had already flirted with Yu, "If you grow taller..."
"Stop, stop, stop." Ling Weifeng hurriedly called to stop, almost running in tears, "Miss, I was wrong, I won't chase you anymore."
Woo, she has been despised for being short again. Really, how many girls can grow up to 1.75 meters like Yu Yu.
Too much. When she was in the United States, she was a girl killer. Why did she bump into the wall when she returned to the Xihuang Noble Academy?
No, brother, I want to show off my skills, I have to chase a few beautiful women to play, so her gaze suddenly fell on Bu Zhiya.
Bu Zhiya smiled as softly as ever, but what he said made Ling Weifeng almost burst into tears.
"Sorry, I don't like siblings. When you are older than me, we will discuss this issue again."
Ling Weifeng banged his head on the table, unloved.
Woo, height is disgusted, age is disgusted too.
"Hahaha..."
Leng Li lie directly on the table, clap the table and laugh!
Emma is so talented and older than her. Wouldn't it be time to go back in time and reborn a few years earlier?
"Baozi, you and Zhiya are only two years old. Come on, you will soon be able to catch up, hahaha...Oh, oh, I was wrong, Baozi for my life."
Leng Yule was extremely sad, and Ling Weifeng picked up the book and repeatedly smashed it on his head.
I smashed, I smashed, I smashed, you can't kill you, you will be a fool first!
Damn dare to make fun of me! ! !
Fang Jiming is definitely the most acquainted person. Holding a philosophy book, covering his entire face, he seems to be reading the book seriously, but his trembling shoulders reveal his true emotions.
Prince Xi Gu supported his head with one hand, and the corner of his mouth formed a perfect curve. Sure enough, even the air seemed to be laughing wherever she was.
Zhou Meige sat in the distance and watched this scene lonely. It seemed that only when Ling Weifeng was there, Huang Xi had a smile on his face.
The laughter and laughter over there, she seemed to never melt in.
Finally tired, Ling Weifeng sat down angrily, "Huh, in this society, gender is not a problem, let alone age and height!"
Concerned about Yu Honglip, lightly said, "Little brother, height is not a problem, the problem is that I dislike your height."
After she finished speaking, she turned and sat back, because the class bell had already rang.
Bu Zhiya pursed her lips and chuckled, and turned back.
Ling Weifeng was in a tragedy, bumping his head on the table bit by bit, "Xi Huang, they despise me."
Is she short, 1.7 meters tall, good, standard model figure.
Is it her fault that she is young? Young is the capital who understands it.
Wow, it's all lewd!
"Hey, I don't dislike you."
He whispered, Ling Weifeng was finally complete, it turned out that she had not been abandoned by the world.
The teacher talked about it in a mess. Ling Weifeng sat down, biting a pen in his mouth, turning a pen in his left hand, and holding a pen in his right hand to scribble on paper.
That boring look made Prince Xi Gu want to laugh.
He took a piece of white paper, dropped a few strokes, and handed it over.
"Is boring?"
Ling Weifeng wrote a few words at random and threw it back, "Very boring."
Soon, he handed the paper back again, "Laugh."
Ling Weifeng groaned, she wasn't a smirk, so she laughed so nicely.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind, pranking eyes fell on him, and he quickly wrote a few words, "Okay, give you a big smile."