Antagonists Are Very Well-Behaved Today Chapter 979: Meet the perverted little green plum 23

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Relaxed the whole day of class time, the last self-study class.

The stars are resurrected with blood.

I also rushed to search the gods to show off: "The characters of Xiaohuahua are really beautiful!"

Even if the writing makes her unhappy, but the character is a pretty duck!

Search God: 【……】

Xingba, you can double your strength.

Other people are with you. You can swish people with one hand like a 360° panoramic top.

He crosses with you, you can see the flower in a daze.

What can Dad do?

Daddy can only express disappointment in you!

The unpromising little faint gentleman has no idea that he is a little more reserved and arrogant, raising his worth.

Feng Qianjiu handed the small note of three chapters to Fanxing, although on the surface, as usual, he read the book leisurely all day. But in fact, he has been nervous and absent-minded all day.

He has been thinking, is it too much to do it himself?

Did it hurt her?

Otherwise, why didn't she react at all when she came down this day?

Yes, girls generally have thinner skins.

He is so decisive to draw a line with her, saying that he will not be friends with her, it is strange that she is not angry.

Finally, Feng Qianjiu smiled bitterly in his heart.

In fact, this is also very good.

What is he fluke, what is he expecting?

Doesn’t you have any points in your own current situation?

Feng Qianjiu, you are an out-and-out freak, trash, and mentally disabled.

If you can't get along with anyone, why bother with delusions?

Feng Qianjiu's drooping eyes, without a trace of brilliance, have already decided to accept the reality, and in the future, they will keep a distance from Fanxing. Don't think about anything.

Just then.

The little **** was lying on the desk, writing a small note seriously.

Xiao Huahua's characters are so beautiful, she is a star, and she can't be too bad! !

So, write one and tear another.

Write one and tear one.

A good book, one after another torn off like this, became thinner.

Finally, decided to give up.

Sou God: [...] Isn't it enough to give up early? Just write a small note, like writing a marriage letter, why bother? Why are you afraid of writing ugly? Can you see the flower coming from the Lord of War?

Fanxing cautiously pushed the little note that was written at the end towards Feng Qianjiu's desk.

Be careful.

My little claws didn't even touch Feng Qianjiu's table at all.

She was still thinking about how to attract Feng Qianjiu's attention, and when she didn't touch him, Feng Qianjiu had already "unintentionally" turned her head, and she saw the little note she pushed over.

Unintentionally, Fanxing thought himself.

Only Feng Qianjiu knows that his five senses are always keen, plus he deliberately pays attention to all the movements of the stars.

So when she pushed the note over, he pretended to look over after a few seconds.

It says on the note.

——For those breakfasts, what kind of duck do you like?

Feng Qianjiu suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be touched with a small paw. Sufficient, and then brought a burst of warmth.

So, are you not angry?

She actually asked him with a good temper, what kind of breakfast he liked.

Turn less, and push a note.

——Which one do you like, I bring you ducks every day!

Fanxing is extremely serious about things like Paozi.

With such a serious posture, you might even suspect that in this world, as long as she likes it, there is no one who can't get out of it. After all, he is so considerate and sincere.

Feng Qianjiu felt that she was not touching his heart with her little paw.

Instead, I started pinching it!

The strength of the neither light nor heavy pinch made his originally cold heart soften a little bit, even a little bit painful.

What can I do?

She acted so proactively, how should he keep his distance from her in the future?

——"I don't like it either."

Feng Qianjiu replied reluctantly.

But he didn't lie, he really didn't like everything he ate. If you really like it, it's just that you like the person who gave it.

He thought Fanxing would give up by saying that, but the boy continued to ask reluctantly.

——Then, what do you like to eat?

——I don’t like anything, so don’t waste your thoughts.

Feng Qianjiu finished writing and the bell rang after class. He quickly left the classroom without giving Fanxing a chance to respond.

Don't waste your thoughts, don't waste time on me.

This is for your good, you know?

Little idiot, I have such a bad attitude towards you, even willing to talk to me.

Do you know that the more you are like this, the more I am afraid of harming you!

Fanxing’s behavior of making a boy today, despite being brutally suffered by Waterloo, was not accepted by Feng Qianjiu.

In fact, Feng Qianjiu's heart still left a strong and colorful stroke.

Feng Qianjiu was very moved.

So I made up my mind that I must teach Fanxing's study well. Even if everyone thinks that she is not learning that piece of material, even if he can't be friends with her, then he will coach her seriously, right?

The touched young master of Feng's family, that night, ordered someone to send a complete set of five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation to his apartment, and a full set of test papers from the first grade to the third grade were attached.

The next day.

There is an extra plastic book basket under Fan Zodiac.

The kid kicked with his foot.

Who ducks?

Why are you so wicked?

Such a heavy book, put it under her seat, can't kick it.

Feng Qianjiu calmly said, "Since the teacher asked me to help you with your studies, start today."

Fanxing held a char siew bun in his mouth, and did not respond for a long time.

"The books under your seat are all prepared by me. As long as you systematically do these materials from beginning to end, I believe your academic performance will be greatly improved."

Xingzai stuffed the pork buns into his mouth three times, and finally reacted.

Huh?

What is this little flower talking about?

"I..." Fanxing opened her mouth slightly.

Feng Qianjiu asked: "Is there a problem?"

Faced with the little Huahua like the dean, Fanxing was very courageous, and replied: "I think I can't finish it."

"So you have to work hard. You can't do anything you don't think you can do, so don't do it."

Fanxing was stunned at the time.

She just simply wants to be a boy.

Why did this little flower open in a different way from what she imagined?

Why should he pay so much attention to her study? Isn’t it good to talk about sweet love with her?

The search **** even had a little pity for this little **** at this time, and then laughed with delight and happiness.

Too miserable, really miserable.

Ahahahaha...

"I will help you to do all the exercises in the book together. Don't you have confidence?"

Feng Qianjiu's words fell in Fanxing's ears, don't worry, I will always be with you, don't be afraid. Have confidence in me, even if you do the questions, I will do it with you!

Fanxing thinks it, this love story is really **** good! !