How could he not laugh when he saw Wu Xiaoya who was so funny?
This girl is so cute!
"Haha..." Yan Mingsu chuckled softly. Under Wu Xiaoya's murderous glare, he tried his best to stop his laughter, wiped his face, straightened his face, stood up straight, and walked to Wu Xiaoya, "What a coincidence, classmate Wu Xiaoya."
"What a coincidence, what a coincidence..." What a coincidence! What a bad luck! Wu Xiaoya's smiling face turned into a twist.
Under the dumbfounded gaze of the cashier, Yan Mingsu threw 20 yuan to the cashier, took the initiative to carry ten heavy bags of salt, and walked out.
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This, why is this person like this?
Wu Xiaoya froze in place, eyes wide open, looking at Yan Mingsu's back in disbelief.
He looked like he was determined to make a hole in his back.
"Classmate, do you want to leave? Do you want to cool down here for a while?" Yan Mingsu had to stop and turned to urge Wu Xiaoya, "Still not leaving?"
"Oh, oh!" Wu Xiaoya quickly ran after him, like Yan Mingsu's little tail.
She is not very short at 165cm tall. Although she is not as tall as her second sister at 170cm tall, she is not the shortest in the class. Why does she look so bad when walking with this ghost school director?
No advantage? A lot shorter!
Alas, height has no advantage, and even aura is weak.
But think about it, it seems that the madman is taller than the school director. Oops, what happened to me? Isn't he infected with madness? How could he take the initiative to think of that madman who can easily get three million?
Boom!
"Uh...what's going on?"
Wu Xiaoya covered her nose and wrinkled her face.
She bumped into Yan Mingsu's back again. To outsiders, it looked like Wu Xiaoya was hugging Yan Mingsu's back and kissing her.
"Sigh..." Yan Mingsu shook his head, "I really doubt how you could grow up to be so big safely. What are you thinking about? Are you distracted even when you are walking?"
"Humph!" Wu Xiaoya pouted and turned away.
Yan Mingsu glanced at the little girl next to him and snickered, "Do you have a large family? Do you have dozens of people? Why do you buy so much salt?"
"I want you to take care of it!"
"Haha, I'm not a big man, but my temper is not bad. Here."
"What?"
"Wet wipes." Yan Mingsu looked at Wu Xiaoya's little face, suppressed his laughter, and said, "Wipe your face."
It's all dust...
Wu Xiaoya looked very uncooperative and resisted. She puffed up her cheeks and hesitated a few times. Then she took the wet wipe, spread it out, and wiped her face in a daze, "I won't say thank you to you...
..."You are a dead school director, and you blackmailed me for 50,000 yuan. I won't forget it. Bad guy!"