222: Only he can taste the tofu on the little girl
Mo Xiaoran felt that her chilling spine was shaking unconsciously. She turned her head weakly and glanced behind her from the corner of her eyes.
Sure enough, the domineering figure stood behind him, exuding a proud aura.
Huang Xiaojue curled the corners of his mouth slightly and took the initiative to meet Mo Xiaoran's tentative gaze, with a bad smile in his brown eyes.
Mo Xiaoran quickly turned her eyes back and was about to find miss.sharp to ask her to change her partner, but after turning around, she suddenly realized that there was no miss.sharp figure in front of her!
She had no choice but to turn her head. In order to make herself look a little bit imposing, she forced herself to look directly at Huang Xiaojue, her pouting little mouth seemed to express her dissatisfaction.
"Huang Xiaojue, explain it to me!"
"What's the explanation for this?" Huang Xiaojue curled his lips in a bad way, "Didn't the principal say it? We are both Chinese, so she specially arranged us in a group, and it's more convenient to take care of each other...
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I don’t know what it means, but Huang Xiaojue emphasized the pronunciation of these two words.
Of course, if it is more convenient to take care of each other, it is just a reason that miss.sharp and him made up. He specifically asked miss.sharp to arrange him and Mo Xiaoran together.
If this stupid girl was put together with Louis, she wouldn't have let Louis eat all the tofu!
This is something he will never allow! Only he can taste the tofu on the little girl.
"Tao Shing care..." Mo Xiaoran lowered his head and whispered indifferently, "It's obviously convenient for him to bully me..."
"Hmm?" Huang Xiaojue raised his eyebrows, and his sensitive ears caught her little slander, but he still pretended to be unheard, "What did you just say?"
"Ah... no!" Mo Xiaoran hurriedly denied, but she was still full of doubts. After all, the reason given by the principal was very far-fetched. Isn't An Ran also a Chinese... Why didn't she and An Ran arrange her into a group?
Of course she was just confused, she didn't want to partner with An Ran.
"If you don't, just leave." Huang Xiaojue said lightly, his tone was still the same as an order. He turned around leisurely without waiting for Mo Xiaoran to answer, and the corner of the black windbreaker passed by Mo Xiaoran's eyes.
Mo Xiaoran glared at the a bit arrogant back, but he still clasped his lips and gritted his teeth.
Louis is still buying a tent for Mo Xiaoran. Logically speaking, in order to reduce the burden, everyone sleeps in the same tent, but... Mo Xiaoran insists on one principle: men and women will not be close to each other. So she uses both soft and hard work.
Under "torture", Louis had to buy her a tent.
When he finally bought the tent and came back, Mo Xiaoran was no longer visible!
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"Huang Xiaojue..." Mo Xiaoran, who was dragging his suitcase and following Huang Xiaojue behind, suddenly stopped, bit his lip, hesitated, and spoke softly, "I don't want to be with you..."