Chapter 918

Ke Jingheng was very gentle that day. Just when Luo Xiaomei thought he would be so gentle all the time, he was cute again

The next morning, the two of them happened to be late together. They almost stepped on the bell of early self-study and entered the classroom

The students in the class had already taken out their English homework paper and looked at Li minhao on the podium.

The central primary school attaches great importance to English and has arranged courses since the third grade. Li minhao is the representative of the English class in the class. He is responsible for dictating English words every Monday morning.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Luo Xiaobei and Ke Jingheng immediately rushed to their seats and quickly took out their English homework paper.

"Li minhao, can we start?" Someone was whispering.

Li minhao seemed not to hear, and his eyes fell on Luo Xiaomei. Maybe it's the relationship running in all the way. Her forehead is full of fine sweat, and her long bangs are pasted on her forehead.

Until he saw her flustered take out a pen from the pen bag, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "beautiful... Love..."

Ke Jingheng rummaged in his schoolbag for a while and couldn't find the English homework paper. He kicked Luo Xiaomei's chair hard and said in a low voice, "Hey, Xiaomei... Give me a piece of homework paper! Jianghu emergency!"

Luo xiaoberry knew that if he didn't give it, he would kick himself endlessly and interfere with his dictation.

She rubbed her long hair impatiently and threw him a piece of paper without even looking back. Really, she missed several words!

The light green operation paper with horizontal lines hovered in the air for a while and fell in front of Ke Jingheng.

"Really... It's not cute at all. I saved you yesterday..." he whispered and kicked her chair. "My pen is out of water. Lend me a pen!"

This time, Luo xiaoberry finally looked back at him and said a word to him. Although, it's not a good word: "why do you have so many things!"

With this sentence, a pink fountain pen fell in front of him in a parabola, with a big strawberry hanging on it.

Standing on the podium, Li minhao naturally sees the small moves between them. The hand turning the page on the English textbook made a slight effort, and the frequency of dictation increased unconsciously.

At the bottom, some students began to complain discontentedly: "can you read more slowly?"

Li minhao found that he spoke a little faster and slowed down slightly, but his eyes still fell on the pen in Luo xiaoberry's hand.

Ke Jingheng was busy writing words, but he was honest for a while, but when the dictation was about to end, he began to kick Luo Xiaomei's chair again.

"Raspberry... What are the first few words? I didn't hear them. Let me have a look!"

Rowberry couldn't stand it and kept breathing deeply. Yes, he didn't hear the first few words. Now she didn't hear the last few words! Is he going to pull her into the water and copy the rhythm together?

Just when she was very upset, Li minhao repeated the last few words again. All the students at the bottom were grateful and inward.

When collecting the paper, Ke Jingheng stood up and quickly grabbed Luo Xiaomei's paper and copied several words on it. That handwriting, it is simply a dragon flying and Phoenix dancing, terrible

"Ke Jingheng, you bastard! I still have a few unfinished!" Luo raspberry was anxious and angry, and rushed to grab it.