?” He smiled at me and said meaningfully, “It seems that one month has to be changed to one semester.”
Damn it, a guy who hits lightning, what does it mean to change it to a semester? Don’t he know that time is precious and life is precious. I, Feng Wusha, is very rebellious? Not to mention a month, I can only have an hour.
I don't bother to pay attention to him!
"You" I said with a gritted teeth, "What do you want to do with the base?"
Titicaca, please listen to the sound of my teeth grinding. This is the sign of my anger!
"I don't want to do anything, but" he suddenly stopped.[
"It's just something?" I asked at him.
"Isn't it just that I'm paying off my debts and paying my life since ancient times?" He smiled so hard that he was fascinated by all living beings.
I rolled my eyes and glared at him, what does it mean to pay back the debt and kill people to pay for their lives? This dead Lan Xiyan, who deserves to die a thousand times, is it dead smelly stone, do I kill someone? Do I owe money? This should be fryed in the oil pan
Stinky boy! Where did I mess with him?
They are all grandpa, and I asked me to transfer to school if I have nothing to do. This decision is a very big mistake, a big mistake! Is there any more to steal the diary of my first love? I just go to the office of Chonglou Group and ask Director Situ to fight alone? What are you doing
I have to spend a lot of money to transfer me to Yuanhai Academy to suffer!?
It's all my grandfather's fault. He's very wrong, very wrong! It's simply outrageous! Look at my current hot life, being entangled by Minister Lan. My high school career has been full of dark clouds and no sunshine has been seen.
"What does it mean to pay off debts and kill people to pay for their lives?" I rushed up to grab his collar and asked, but was scared by the pig liver in his hand and took three steps back. This person was very strange, why buy pig liver for nothing?
I asked my grandfather to buy it. There is no shortage of this in Yuanhai Academy.
"Aristocratic little girl." He freed up one hand to lift my chin in front of his grandfather, and said in a frivolous tone, "If you don't want to be exposed and stay in the Moshi, you may have to flatter me."
"You" I'm sure my expression is very terrifying now. The anger in my eyes is enough to burn the pork liver in his other hand into charcoal, and by the way, it can also burn this annoying smelly boy to black!