Chapter 21： School Grass First Love 21

Chapter 21 The first love of the school grass 21

"You, you, you...your ginseng is not all moving with the wind and reproducing asexually?" 233 was stunned, saying that the ginseng essence is good, how can it be yellow if you say it is yellow?

But it’s not right to think about it again.

Ginseng is originally yellow.

Hey…

I dare not think about it.

"Who doesn't have two or three good friends yet? The rabbit spirits I knew told me that they belonged to the rabbit clan..." Wen Ling started to start a yellow dye shop with a soft, smart and childish voice.

After 233 heard it, I almost couldn't listen anymore.

What rabbit efficiency is fast, hundreds of times a night, but the single time effect is a bit too short.

What tortoise has the biggest tool for committing crimes, the one that kills people all at once.

...

Speaking of later, 233 has been facing her own messy data, and she wants to cry without tears.

Say yes, what about the simple-minded little ginseng essence?

The Lord God is deceiving people!

Wen Ling finally finished his math class after working in the dyeing workshop for a morning.

Wen Ling listened to the question mark in his forehead, sorry, but didn't understand any of them.

Looking at those maths, it looks awkward to draw, but let yourself be...

Forget it, let's do dye workshop.

One lesson, you can’t finish a single paper, but it’s okay, take your time, the next lesson will be math.

After entering the third year of high school, the students discovered how compact and abnormal the school curriculum is.

The two big classes are taught together. The end of this session is not liberation, but another beginning.

Looking at the next math class, Wen Ling's eyes have started to turn black.

"233, I have been poisoned by mathematics, and I need the math teacher to disappear to get better." Wen Ling sighed at his own paper, and couldn't understand any of them. What can I do?

I haven't eaten breakfast, and I am still hungry, and I am not energetic at all at this moment.

After spending a long time in his small bag, he finally took out a piece of candy.

Peeled it and put it in the mouth.

"Well, this toffee tastes good, it tastes much better than the milk cow essence made by itself. The toffee made by it has a stinky smell." Wen Ling ate it and commented on it.

233:? ? ?

Am I asking you to eat sweets?

I asked you to give sweets to the villain, but you still eat it yourself?

233 was almost out of breath.

Unexpectedly, the culprit didn’t know it, and the voice was still soft, like clouds floating slightly in people’s ears: "Hey, did this teacher talk about it just now, but I didn’t understand..."

After a word fell, 233 was already bald.

As a result, Wen Ling had already turned his head, resting his chin on the edge of the table, looking at Wen Heng eagerly.

Wen Heng is already reading other books.

He met all these papers. When the teacher was teaching, he was already writing other papers, and occasionally looked up.

The distance between learning God and learning scum is about this.

The movement of the little girl turning around was quite big, and Wen Heng had already noticed it.

Furthermore, the smell of milk comes first before people arrive.

The little girl had sugar in her mouth, Wen Heng smelled Zijian, and she smelled it all at once.

"Wen Heng, I don't know this question." The soft and waxy voice was like cotton candy.

Obviously she was eating toffee, but Wen Heng thought it was soft, marshmallows that would go down in one pinch.

The tip of his heart seemed to be swept by cotton candy, and Wen Heng's hand flipping through the book even followed.

Lifted his eyelids a little, and saw the little girl, blinking her big smart eyes, looking at him eagerly.

(End of this chapter)