Chapter 979: Encountering the little green plum of a perverted bamboo horse 23

Relaxed the whole day of class time, the last self-study class.
Fanxing was resurrected with blood.
She 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 word is a good-looking duck!
Search God: 【……】
If you do, you can double your strength.
Other people are with you, and you can swish them 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 Xiao Tunjun didn't know that he was a little more reserved and arrogant, and he exaggerated himself.
After 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 was so decisive to draw a line with her, saying that he wouldn't be friends with her, it's strange that she wasn't angry.
At the end, Feng Qianjiu smiled bitterly in his heart.
In fact, this is also very good.
What is he fluke and expect?
Don't you have any points in your heart about your current situation?
Feng Qianjiu, you are an out-and-out freak, trash, and mentally disabled.
You can't get along with anyone, so why bother thinking about it?
There was no gleam in Feng Qianjiu's drooping eyes. He had already decided to accept the reality, and in the future, he would keep a distance from Fanxing. Don't think about anything.
at this time.
The little boy was lying on the desk, writing a small note seriously.
Xiao Huahua's characters are so beautiful, she is a star cub, and she can't be too bad! !
So, write one and tear another.
Write one and tear one.
A good notebook was torn off one after another, making it thinner.
Finally, decided to give up.
Search 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.
His own little claws did not touch Feng Qianjiu's table at all.
She was still thinking about how to get Feng Qianjiu's attention, and when she didn't touch him, Feng Qianjiu had already "unintentionally" turned her head, and just saw the little note she pushed over.
Unintentionally, Fanxing thought himself.
Only Feng Qianjiu knew that his five senses had always been keen, plus he deliberately paid 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 even asked him with a good temper, what kind of breakfast he liked.
Shao Qing, and pushed a note.
Which one do you like, I bring you ducks every day!
Fanxing is extremely serious about things like Paozi.
With this serious posture, you might even suspect that in this world, as long as she likes it, there is no one who can't get in. After all, he is so considerate and sincere.
Feng Qianjiu felt that she was not touching his heart with her little paw.
Instead, it started to pinch!
The strength of neither light nor heavy squeezed his original cold heart, a little softer and even a little 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 if he said 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.
But 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 help 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 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 also included.
The next day.
There is an extra plastic book basket under Fan Zodiac.
The boy kicked with his foot.
Who duck?
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, then start today."
Fanxing held a char siew bun in his mouth, and did not react 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."
The star cub stuffed the barbecued pork bun into his mouth and finally reacted.
Huh?
What is this little flower talking about?
"I..." Fanxing opened his mouth slightly.
Feng Qianjiu asked: "Is there a problem?"
Facing the little Huahua like the dean, Fanxing was very courageous, and replied: "I don't think it can be done."
"So you have to work hard. You can't do anything if you don't think it will work."
Fanxing was stunned at the time.
She just simply wants to have a baby.
Why is the opening way of this little flower completely different 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?
At this time, the search even had a little pity for this little bastard, and then laughed with joy and happiness, and gloated.
Too miserable, really miserable.
Ahahahaha...
"I will help you 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, this love story is really good! !