Chapter 1862, The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (77)
The people there made a wretched laughter. "You can rest assured that you will be a hero and let you hug the beauty early."
Speak more and talk.
Listening cool.
Xia Hanyang calmly hung up his mobile phone and then looked aside.
"It's the kind of embarrassment that comes with my family. If I don't look down, I don't even bother to perfuse them."
The system has already recounted their conversations.
After listening to Bai Weiwei, she felt that her fist was itchy.
There is not enough time for study. It has been a few months, and the college entrance examination is chasing behind.
Xia Hanyang is also distracted every day.
Bai Weiwei was cold on the system. "It is estimated that the road is a hooligan. Then Xia Hanyang will beat people in a few punches, and then take the opportunity to do whatever I want."
Such an old routine.
Why have you been tired of playing for thousands of years?
Bai Weiwei’s eyes are like ice, and I can see that there is some embarrassment in the summer.
It won't be seen anything.
Xia Hanyang saw a nearby nightclub open.
It is a night porridge and it is also sold.
Although he was a young master, he had eaten everything before going out of ridiculousness.
The food stalls and the roadside stalls have also been eaten.
If the sanitary conditions are not met, the taste is actually good.
Especially when going to the car, sometimes you are hungry, licking the burger directly, then drinking.
The days are very cool.
Then he is now learning.
Xia Hanyang touched his chin and felt that he had fallen to this point.
But I saw Bai Weiwei's beautiful side face and saw the expectation in her eyes.
He suddenly felt that everything about his mother was worth it.
After all, I don’t look at Bai Weiwei and let her run.
Or who is hooked up to find someone to pay?
He has to be careful to keep himself.
Anyway, the car is still drinking or the amusement park will not run, there is no problem with the first release.
Xia Hanyang turned back and said to Bai Weiwei: "Dome to stay up late, take a walk and go home."
Bai Weiwei saw the shop that stayed up late, and some students who had self-study in the evening also went in and called a bowl of noodles or noodles.
I know that Xia Hanyang intends to drag the time and drag it to the group of small bullies so that he can have time heroes to save the United States.
Bai Weiwei did not say anything, but walked into the store.
The store is very clean, and things are even more expensive than other places.
After all, their school is quite famous.
The middle class children can squeeze in and read a lot.
This group of people is the main force in the nightingale store, not too bad for the price of the night and night.
After Bai Weiwei sat down, Xia Hanyang immediately picked up the menu. "I like what to eat, beef noodles, or soup. I saw seafood porridge, or would I call you a bowl?"
Seafood porridge is the most expensive.
Bai Weiwei looked down and glanced at the menu. "It’s ok."
When she said this, she must be disgusted in her heart.
Because the rules are, things that can accept Xia Hanyang.
But I must despise him in my heart.
With such contempt, she really despises her habits.
Xia Hanyang waved, let the waiter come over, called the beef noodle soup, and then called a plate of fried shrimp, a plate of crab, kale fried meat plus chives fried shrimp.
He sees which price is higher and which one.
One stays up all night, eating seafood, not afraid of stomach problems.
In the process of waiting for the dishes, Bai Weiwei took the small notebook in the exit pocket. "Sometimes, recite a few formulas."
Still back.
Xia Hanyang will be embarrassed, and of course he has a passion for learning.
After all, Bai Weiwei is so rewarding.
But you have to take a break.
Xia Hanyang held his jaw in his hands and sighed. "I feel that I have become a formula. How many formulas should I carry?"
(End of this chapter)