"Is it so serious?" Ah Chou suddenly sat up straight and stared at Zhong Mingwei. He was obviously scared to death. Then he said carefully, "well, if not, I will send the book back to him?"

"No, there are so many people buying books. He can't remember you even if he does," Zhong Mingwei said in a slow voice, frowning again and warning ah Chou with a calm face. "It's just that you can't get close to that bookstore any more. Remember?"

"Mmhmm! Yes, yes! " A Chou hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "I will not go again."

"Come on, have a meal quickly," Zhong Mingwei said in his heart. He took up his job again and urged ah Chou to have a meal. "Hurry up, it's going to be cold."

"Since I can't buy any more books, I'll go to Mr. Chen to borrow them for you." Ah Chou suddenly said again, obviously satisfied with the idea. She looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile. "Mr. Chen is so nice. He must be very talkative. I'll let him choose a good book to lend you."

"No borrowing!" Next second, Zhong Mingwei put his rice bowl on the table again. This time, he had a little energy in his hand, and even the small table shook three times.

"What's the matter?" Ah Chou didn't know why. He thought that Zhong Mingwei was afraid of troublemakers. He was very busy and said, "it's OK. Mr. Chen is really very good. He's very good to me. As long as I borrow it, he will definitely give it to me. It's not troublesome at all. It's true..."

Zhong Mingwei's old heart is so sour that it's almost as if she's been soaking in vinegar for three days and three nights. However, the girl still continues to stir up the flames unconsciously. Zhong Mingwei is really mad at the girl's ignorance.

Yeah!

Don't understand!

I'm glad to say that I'm smart!

Where is smart?!

"I don't like reading Mr. teacher's books." Zhong Mingwei said in a muffled voice, which was so sour that he couldn't even hear it.

"Mr. Chen is not an ordinary teacher, but he is the first scholar from Ninggu tower. He is very powerful." ah Chou firmly believes that Zhong Mingwei can't see Chen Qingxuan. He is too busy to fight for Chen Qingxuan's injustice. "The other day, the magistrate of the magistrate's office held a mid autumn poetry fair. He sent someone to invite Mr. Chen to go there. Don't look down on him."

Zhongmingwei felt that his vinegar smell could be gone for ten miles against the wind, but he didn't know that girl, so zhongmingwei became even more angry. He pushed his job and snorted with cold face: "I'm full, I'm not going to eat."

"Eh? Don't you want to have pimple soup? Why don't you eat half a bowl? " Ah Chou finally realized that Zhong Mingwei was wrong. She didn't look at Zhong Mingwei with a frown. "What's the matter with you?"

"Hum!" Zhong Mingwei snorted a loud voice from his nose and leaned away from ah Chou.

"Is it..." Ugu frowned even more.

She found out!

She finally found out!

Zhong Mingwei uses Yu Guang to put a Chou's frown. He's a little too small to expect. He's waiting for this slow girl to coax himself. If she coaxes well, he can barely eat another bowl of pimple soup. Well, two bowls are OK

"Are you suffocating?" Ah Chou approached carefully and asked, with a very understanding expression on his face? Tut tut Tut, look what your face is black. If you hold it badly, you can tell me that it's convenient for me to hold it down. You can always let me guess. If I can't guess, can you hold it all the time? Why do you think you are such a big man? I am not... "

"You, shut up!" Zhong Mingwei's face is blacker. It's not only his face, but also the corners of his mouth are twitching violently.

Ah Chou was frightened by him. He shrunk down and held the bowl tighter. He stared at him carefully and said: "really Is it suffocating so much? "