Chapter 140: Crying?

Jiang Lingzhi also knew that he was not obligated to buy his aunt's towel, but when he heard his tone, there was still a little grievance that could not help but pop up.
She had no choice but to find him.
Why does he have such an impatient tone.
"Then are you helping or not?" Jiang Lingzhi asked dullly.
The other side was silent again.
"I know, it's not enough." Jiang Ling knew that he gave up instantly and hung up the phone.
The supermarket next to the school.
Hearing the beep in the ear, Su Xici's voice improved a little: "Jiang Ling knows?!"
"Fuck me?"
"Hang up my phone?" Su Xici stared at the phone interface, still a little bit disbelief.
The fellow boy asked casually: "What's the matter?"
"Lao Tzu, a big man, turned into buying aunt's towel." Su Xici collapsed a little, and sighed: "Forget it, you can go back to the classroom later, I'll go to something."
He happened to be in the supermarket now, put his phone back in his pocket, and walked toward the feminine goods shelf resigningly.
There is a shelf on the other side.
Zhao Zifu took a bottle of yogurt and walked to Li Shunan's side: "Brother Nan, what else to buy?"
Li Shunan put his hands in his trouser pockets, slender and tall, standing in front of the shelf, looking lazy and tired.
Thinking of the words the boy shouted just now.
He raised his eyes slightly, did not go for a drink, and slowly threw out two words: "Let's go."
Zhao Zifu was a little puzzled: "You don't drink anything?"
"Ok."
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The end of the corridor on the second floor of the teaching building.
When Jiang Lingzhi came out of the bathroom, Su Xici was still leaning against the fence outside the corridor, hand-wrapped in his trouser pocket, wearing a white hooded sweater, and dragged him to the point.
Su Xici tilted her head and stared at her for a while: "Crying?"
Jiang Ling glanced at him and curled his lips: "I don't know how to cry."
Her face was a little pale, and she didn't look very good. Her skin, which was originally cold and white, now had a sense of transparency.
"I'm really scared of you. This is the first time I have bought this kind of ghost stuff for a girl."
"The first time?" Jiang Lingzhi turned his face and wrinkled his nose: "Ghost believes."
Suxi froze for a moment, her expression a little unnatural, and grabbed a handful of messy hair: "Can you still take the exam? Or ask for leave."
He still remembered that when one of her relatives came, she cried in pain...
Jiang Lingzhi hummed twice: "Why not, the first grade is mine."
"Yes, it's yours." When she reached the top of the stairs, Su Xici raised her hand and rubbed her head: "You have a good exam, then I'll go first, and call me if something happens."
Jiang Ling knew that his stomach was a little uncomfortable, so he frowned, but didn't pay much attention to him, withdrew his gaze, and went straight back to the classroom.
Mathematics test in the afternoon.
There are ten minutes before the exam.
The place next to it has been vacant, and the school tyrant doesn't know where to go.
Jiang Lingzhi lay sideways on the desk, staring at the empty seat intently.
Li Shunan walked in through the back door of the classroom unhurriedly until class was about to begin.
With a slender and tall figure, a thermos cup was placed on her desk with a well-knotted palm when she passed her desk.
Jiang Lingzhi's gaze stayed on the thermos for two seconds, then looked up at him, his lips were a little white, and he looked a bit pitiful: "What is this?"
Li Shunan stood condescendingly by the desk, lowered his eyes, stared at her for a while, and whispered: "Warm, make it more comfortable to drink."