Chapter 88: roll

"You are too much!"
Ruan Jiaojiao's number one brain residue fan, Ye Feng, suddenly stood up to argue with others.
"We just discuss it casually, Ye Feng, don't be angry ..."
They are all classmates. Whether Ruan Jiaojiao or Ye Feng are the backbone of the class.
Unlike Ruan Mengmeng, they are outsiders.
Everyone has been in a class for a long time.
As Ye Feng said, other students couldn't hang on their faces.
"Well, you can eat food indiscriminately, and you can't say anything indiscriminately. Don't you know how to write the words" awesome words "? Jiaojiao just took sick leave. If I know you say her like this, I don't know how sad it is!
Ye Feng's words made other students embarrassed and silent.
Just then, a subtle chuckle came from the back of the classroom.
The laughter became very clear because the class suddenly became quiet.
"Ruan Mengmeng, what are you laughing at?" Ye Feng turned back to look at Ruan Mengmeng, who slightly raised his lips.
"Me?" Ruan Mengmeng's smile continued, his eyes still narrowing.
"I didn't laugh at all. Some people who laughed only allowed the state officials to set the fire on fire. People were not allowed to light."
"What do you mean? Who do you say is the state official, who is the people?" Ye Feng was not stupid, and immediately detected the ridicule in Ruan Mengmeng's words.
"I don't mean anything. Whoever is a double-marked dog is a state official."
Others say Ruan Jiaojiao, that's "awesome people."
But Ruan Jiaojiao added this leaf maple to make a rumor and smear her Ruan Mengmeng, so why not say the words "awesome"?
Whoever double-marks the dog is the state official, which is clear at a glance.
"Ruan Mengmeng, don't you think I can't treat you. I advise you to take back this sentence, otherwise I will let you eat and go!"
The beloved goddess was ill, which left Ye Feng irrational.
Just thinking about it, Ruan Mengmeng can sit in the classroom with a mockery.
However, Ruan Jiaojiao was innocently involved because of her filial piety, and Ye Feng couldn't wait to get sick for the goddess and wipe tears for the goddess.
"Well, okay ... you're right, I really should take it back." Ruan Mengmen tilted her head, and her bright eyes narrowed.
"After all, dogs are such cute animals, and I shouldn't insult them."
"Ruan Mengmeng, you ..." Ye Feng couldn't help but rushed towards Ruan Mengmeng with his fist.
Ruan Mengmeng sat in place without burden.
She waited for Ye Feng to come over.
As long as he dares to shoot, she will surely make Ye Feng regret coming to this world.
Just as Ye Feng rushed to Ruan Mengmeng.
Li Junche, who had been sleeping on his stomach, suddenly raised his uncle's sleeping face.
His eyes narrowed, and the young boy stood up.
Although he was only 16 years old, he was taller than Ye Feng, who was one and seven meters tall.
The young man had long hands and long feet, and his long arms extended, and his right hand easily rested in front of Ye Feng's head.
And Ye Feng, waving his fist, could not touch Li Junche.
"Garbage, you affected me to sleep."
The teenager stood high, and Jun Xiu's face was filled with indifference.
His name is Ye Feng's 'junk', and it is very smooth.
Everyone in the class knew that this ‘garbage’ was also sought by Ye Feng.
Who told him last time, in front of Yuejun Che, he said loudly, 'Whoever has a low IQ is rubbish'.
"Yuejun Che, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't worry about yourself!" Ye Feng was so anxious that he was beaten on the spot by Yue Junche's "junk", and immediately red-eyed.
At this time, I couldn't care that Ruan Mengmeng was a girl, and Yuejun Che was the teacher's most promising student.
In short, he must first let out the evil in his heart!
"I'll say it again, you ... disturbed me to sleep." Li Junche narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and her handsome face showed coldness.
From Ruan Mengmeng's point of view, Li Junche at this moment has no usual femininity.
Instead, there was a hint of coldness, just like Li Junyu.
"Yuejun Che ... Do you know, our Ye family ..."
Ye Feng hasn't finished speaking yet.
The cool look of the beautiful young boy has been casually swept over.
I saw his thin lips lightly opened, a clear low voice, and spit out a word-"roll."