Chapter 1144

Wan Xinghao's mood looks very unsightly, his face is gloomy, and there are no more redundant actions after he has arranged the books for the first class.

Zhang Ya sat beside Wan Xinghao and looked at him askew: "Hello, are you really angry?"

Wan Xinghao turns a deaf ear and looks ahead.

At this time, the bell rang and the English teacher came in.

Zhang Ya tore off half of the A4 paper to write and draw, and then pushed it to Wan Xinghao's arm on the desktop.

Seeing that Wan Xinghao didn't respond, Zhang Ya reached out and poked Wan Xinghao's arm.

Wan Xinghao dodged or ignored.

Seeing this, Zhang Ya has a lonely mouth. When he reaches for the note, Wan Xinghao stretches out his hand to hold it back.

“……” Zhang Ya looks at Wan Xinghao's side face and looks at him as if nothing has happened.

Mingming didn't even give her a straight eye. Zhang Ya turned to look at the blackboard and ignored Wan Xinghao.

Neither of them paid attention to the other as if they had passed the first lesson like a cold war.

After class, Zhang Ya wants to make it clear to Wan Xinghao, but before she can open her mouth, Wan Xinghao leaves his seat and strides out.

Zhang Ya frowned at Wan Xinghao's back, but she didn't find out. With Wan Xinghao's departure, the note she wrote to Wan Xinghao on the table disappeared.

"I'm so angry." Zhang Ya sips the corners of her mouth and opens her exercise book.

"What?" Tu Xiaofei stood at Zhang Ya's table: "angry, do you want to make a question?"

"Yes." As Zhang Ya watched the title stem, he kept pressing the ballpoint pen to send out [dada ]The voice of.

"Xueba's brain circuit is really incomprehensible." Tu Xiaofei's mouth twitched.

"His brain circuits don't understand." Zhang Ya is angry when she thinks of Wan Xinghao. What can she do with Yan Lecheng.

"Here." Tu Xiaofei took out a box of yogurt from his desk: "make up with him."

"Tut!" Zhang Ya frowned, put down the pen, took Tu Xiaofei's yogurt, put the straw in and took a breath: "you think I don't want to, he's not good." After that, Zhang Ya took another sip of yogurt.

It's sour and sweet. It's good to drink.

"That..." Tu Xiaofei pointed to the yogurt Zhang Ya was drinking and said, "that yogurt, I want you to give it to Wan Xinghao..."

“……” Zhang Ya blinks at the half eaten yogurt.

"Ah..." Tu Xiaofei had to take out a small box of Wangzai milk from his table again: "that's the last one. It's a little sweet. I don't know whether he likes it or not. Here you are. "

Zhang Ya takes over the Wangzai milk and hesitates to put it down in his desk: "the devil wants to give it to him! A big man wants me to coax him! Think beautifully! "

"Ah?" Tu Xiaofei stared at Zhang Ya's move and said, "well, if you don't give it to him, you can give it back to me. I'll drink it next class."

"Snack between classes! Confiscation! " Zhang Ya snorted.

"Eh?" Tu Xiaofei is stunned, and this kind of operation?

Bitter face back to the seat, Tu Xiaofei powerless lying on the table.

"What's the matter?" Han Jinxiang asked.

"After class, Wang Zai's milk was confiscated by Zhang Ya..." Tu Xiaofei said pitifully, "I was thinking about drinking next class."

"That's it." Han Jinxiang poked Tu Xiaofei's cheek with her finger: "well, it's good for you to eat less snacks."

"Well Want to drink... " Tu Xiaofei put her forehead on the table. Although she gave the last box to Zhang Ya, it was different from confiscation.

It seems that students all over the world have this sense of rebellion. The more confiscated things are, the more they want them.

"Well, you beat me." Han Jinxiang had to get up and leave his seat and walk out of the classroom. If he runs faster, he should be able to come back before class.

Just after the corner to go downstairs, Han Jinxiang saw Wan Xinghao was smiling at half of the A4 paper: "Wan Xinghao."

“……” When Wan Xinghao heard Han Jinxiang's voice, he folded half of the paper and put it in his pocket.

"I'm going to the supermarket. Can I help you with anything?" Han Jinxiang asked.

Wan Xinghao shook his head.

"Ah, girls, just like to eat these little nutritious snacks. If you don't eat them, you will be unhappy. If you eat them, you will be happy like a dog." Han Jinxiang muttered to himself.

Dog?

Wanxinghao immediately mended Zhang Ya's head with a pair of animal ears that could move. Wanxinghao reached out to hold Han Jinxiang's dress.

"Yes?" Han Jinxiang looks to Wan Xinghao.

[go together. ]Wan Xinghao took out his mobile phone and quickly typed three words for Han Jinxiang to see.

"Oh." Han Jinxiang nodded: "it's better to hurry up. Let's go."

They hurried to the school supermarket, and then just in time to go back to the classroom before the bell rang.

"Where have you been?" Tu Xiaofei asked, bending over the table and looking at Han Jinxiang.

"Here." Han Jinxiang took out a box of Wangzai milk from his pocket and handed it to Tu Xiaofei under the table: "are you in a better mood now?"

"Eh? Did you go to the supermarket? " Tu Xiaofei takes Wang Zai's milk and looks at Han Jinxiang.

"Yes." Han Jinxiang nodded.

"Since you have gone to the supermarket, why don't you buy a row? If I only buy one box, I won't have anything to drink after the third class. " Tu Xiaofei looked at Han Jinxiang and said.

“……” Han Jinxiang pursed his mouth, and the alpaca army roared, "I'll go next class."

"Good." Tu Xiaofei smiled sweetly.

Seeing Tu Xiaofei's smile, Han Jinxiang's corner of the mouth is also raised unconsciously, so it's good to see her smile. However, Han Jinxiang's smile completely solidified on his face when Tu Xiaofei's next words came.

"Then I'll make a list for you."

"Good..."

On the other side, Wan Xinghao sits beside Zhang Ya and puts a lollipop on Zhang Ya's exercise book, blocking Zhang Ya's vision.

Zhang Ya is also stunned. He turns to see Wan Xinghao with a lollipop. He is still the expression of the last class. He doesn't look at her.

Zhang Ya picked the corner of his mouth, and his anger cleared away. He took out the Wangzai milk Tu Xiaofei gave her from his desk. After doodling, he pasted a post it note and handed it to Wan Xinghao's arm.

Wan Xinghao looks down at Wang Zai, who is painted with long and slender eyelashes, and one of the above says "make up ]Word post it, the corner of the mouth hook hook will take this box of Wangzai milk into the desk.

After a while, a piece of paper was handed over to Wan Xinghao. In the last class, she handed it to Wan Xinghao. After opening it, under the words she wrote, there were two little people with simple strokes. The little boy was holding a big bottle with a character of "vinegar" on it. The little girl smiled sweetly with a lollipop.

Zhang Ya's mouth is also hooked up, this guy, but she doesn't know very well why the little girl has a pair of dog ears on her head.

At the same time, in the senior ward of the city hospital, Yan Leshi stared at the sleeping people on the bed for so many years. Why?

Yan Lecheng went back to the hospital after finishing his work. He pushed open the door of the ward and asked in a low voice, "how is dad?"

"Not bad." Yan Leshi gets up and pulls Yan Lecheng out of the ward again: "brother, can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Yan Lecheng looks at Yan Leshi.

"Go with me and get rid of this child." Yan Yueshi's expression is very peaceful, but his words seem to weigh a thousand pounds.