Chapter 9: Gossip

Until the surveillance video, Ye Xila took Anmu's butterfly head and did not return. The people present gave her a way to make her go, and when she went out, the atmosphere was gradually warmed up in the subtle noise.
It’s not a long time to return to God.
For the first time, he felt this indescribable feeling. He thought it was a fragile and lonely person. He was actually a courageous, powerful and determined person. This huge gap made his heart feel a strange feeling, like a heavy rain on a sunny day, just like a round of hot sun in the night.
His loneliness, his anger, his thoughts and thoughts, are clearly expressed in the mouth of the girl.
For the first time, the micro-born cockroach has a kind of feeling that can be understood. It seems to be alone in the dark for too long, and finally sees the heart of the dawn.
After watching Nangonghai, I couldn't help but smile and smile. This time I wanted to see the reaction of my friend, but I saw him staring at the monitor screen.
The Nangong Haiyan glides out a few points of light, which is the unique look of the metamorphosis of interesting toys.
After a long time, the micro-sheng was only returning to God. He was relieved in his heart, but fortunately she was fine.
Nangong Haiguang turned to the computer and his fingers hit the keyboard.
Weisheng didn't pay attention to him, but went to the bathroom to wash his face and calmed down.
Ye Xi, you can owe me a few more times.
Weisheng licked his face while expanding his heart to Ye Xi to offend his safety.
After the baby had washed her face and dried it, she felt a little thirsty, so she took a bottle of water and slowly finished drinking a bottle of water before he returned to the room. I did not expect Nangonghai to be still there.
Nangonghai saw him and smiled at him. He said, "You came just right. I just had nothing to do with the previous information of Ye Xi, and the black material was full."
Weishengyu used to look at some of the past and gave it off.
Nangonghai squinted a little, staring at him for a few seconds, then sighed and went out.
Weisheng silently glanced at the door that was not closed, neither understood why he sighed, and did not understand why he could not always bring the door when he went out.
The next day, Ye Xi had trouble getting out of the house, such as the water falling from the sky, the bread that didn’t know where to fly... I could have breakfast together.
The author of the slag, why should you write such a mental retardation with the supporting role?
Ye Xi is completely incomprehensible.
However, her behavior yesterday was remarkable, and no one was looking for her trouble in person.
Although he was greeted with some inexplicable throwing objects, Ye Xi arrived safely in the classroom.
As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted everyone's attention. The last time she was so compelling, when she explained the planning process in the conference room, the people present had to look in her direction.
Although Ye Xi felt that he had nothing to say, he still sat quietly in his position.
Ye Xi can feel the people in the classroom, see how her eyes are hateful, complicated, and weird, but she just took out the textbook review and skipped classes yesterday... Ah, when the call came over, I forgot to tell her to act as my tutor. It’s the matter...
Micro oysters: slag? Who is this guy?
In the morning, the time spent safely, the people in the class licked her eyes, and the number of people who saw her last was less.
When the class was about to go, Ye Xi took a pen and poked Wang Yong’s back.
Wang Yong’s body was stiff and turned to look at her. The nose was bleeding and sweating. His eyes seemed to be begging for mercy. He whispered,
I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have dinner with you, sorry.

After that, he quickly turned his head.
Ye Xi: ...what ghost?
Although I don't know why he had this reaction, Ye Xi did not care about it. The right to be forgotten yesterday was forgiven.
After class, Ye Xigang wanted to go to Anmu Butterfly to eat together. Anmu Butterfly looked at her with a look of difficulty: "Sorry, my stomach hurts, I want to go to the toilet, can you go to the cafeteria alone?"
Ye Xi nodded: "Of course, go ahead, if there is any difficulty that you can't solve, call me."
"Yeah." After that, Anmu Butterfly ran like a fly.
Ye Xi looked at the back door, thinking that Anmu Butterfly would go to participate in the 100-meter sprint, and certainly get the first.
Ye Xi regained his gaze and began to pack things up. When he had just finished, he felt that he was surrounded by people.
Ye Xi looked up and looked at the people, Ding Xiuxiu threesome.
They seem to be six classes, far from here, how come so fast? Could it be skipping classes?
Ye Xi thought in his heart, but he did not leave the field, stood up and looked directly at the Ding Xiuxiu trio.
"Is there something?" Ye Xi asked.
Ding Xiuxiu stared at her sullenly, and she couldn't wait to smear her skin: "It turned out to be you! I didn't expect it to be you! No wonder you want to help Anmu Butterfly, you insane villain!"
Ye Xi frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"It is obvious that I like Auntie first. What qualifications do you have with this monk?" Ding Xiuxiu has an indescribable anger in his eyes, as if his own hidden gold nuggets were stolen.
Ye Xixin wants to be bad. Ding Xiuxiu’s appearance today is totally different from that of bullying Anmu Butterfly that day. It was only bullying a small ant that day, but today it seems to have killed the enemy.
Moreover, why do she have to be a scorpion? Weisheng is an individual, and it is not the last piece of salmon in the supermarket that is limited to the special price. Whoever looks first is who it is. This girl, it makes no sense to talk.
"What are you doing?"
A cold voice sounded at the back door.
The four people can recognize the sound, and the coming person is a slight oyster.
Ding Xiuxiu's resentful face was a stagnation.
Ye Xi looked at him and groaned, thinking who would blame, who would clean up.
"You are really annoying." She said, she pushed the person in front of her eyes and walked to the side of the micro-small scorpion. She touched the waist of the micro-sports with her elbow and said, "You tell them, we are innocent."
The micro-small scorpion moved to the side and felt that the position on the waist was a little itchy, and the more it became hot, it could not be ignored.
Ye Xi is very satisfied with his movements, and the connection can not endure a little, which is undoubtedly the most obvious explanation.
Ding Xiuxiu saw his movements and raised hope in her eyes. She felt that she might have misunderstood Ye Xi, a small monk.
Weisheng is a little annoyed. He didn't just avoid it because he hated it. It was just... itchy.
"Even if Ye Xi is my girlfriend?" Wei Sheng sighed his wit, but his eyes became more and more indifferent: "What qualifications do you have to move me?"
The hope in Ding Xiuxiu’s eyes was shattered, and her eyes were red. She said No:
No, I am just—

"Enough, you are very annoying." Weisheng interrupted her words.
Ding Xiuxiu was originally just a red-eyed eye, and immediately the tears fell out, one drop after another, and the income could not be accepted.
Her beautiful face is covered with tears, and it looks so sad.
Ding Xiuxiu and the class two people, look at me, I look at you, no one dares to speak.
Wei Sheng, the initiator of the crying girl, turned a blind eye to this, grabbed Ye Xi’s hand and pulled her away.
Emmmm... This development is not quite right! School grass Jun, you should not be overbearing when you are overbearing, you should not be overbearing when you are overbearing! ! !
Ye Xi was dragged away by him. After passing a few people, he was blinded several times. She reacted and quickly broke away from the slightest hand.
"What's wrong?" It’s a lot better to have a slight tone of life.
Ye Xi: "Why do you want to say something that makes people misunderstand?"
Weisheng is a little unhappy: "I saved you, do you still say this? You guys don't know what to do."
Ye Xi thought about it too, he skipped the topic and asked casually: "But why are you so happening?"
The slightest gaze drifted a bit, a bit blunt to say: "The phone has forgotten to take it."
Just then, a ring of bells sounded.
Ye Xi took out the phone, not her cell phone was ringing. She looked at the slightest gaze and suddenly became serious.
Weisheng was silent for a moment, took out his mobile phone, hung up the phone and said, "I have two mobile phones."
Grass, grass, you explained too slowly, and still in a time when the atmosphere is so subtle.
I don't think you are such a teenager who is not good at lying.
I am wrong with you.
Ye Xi’s brain was rushing, but his face was only staring at him silently, trying to see a shy expression from his face.
Weisheng discovered that he had not heard anything good after meeting this person.
He was furious and turned away. He didn't even say goodbye.
Although he is still rude, and does not know why he wants to lie, but this look, it is a bit of a contrast, Meng ha ha ha ~
Ye Xi’s mood is better from a strange perspective.
In front, the footsteps of the micro-small stunned.
In the afternoon, the words that Weisheng said, spread throughout the ears of every campus. Ye Xi does not understand the 17-year-old girl's mind and their brain circuits, but it is obvious that no one is brave enough to find her trouble, which is gratifying.
Ye Xi safely survived at night.
An Mudie is a good gossip. She did not rush to ask Ye Xi about the relationship between school and school. After waiting for the self-study class, the two returned to the dormitory. Ye Xi washed it, applied moisturizing water, put on pajamas, and went to bed comfortably. After she was most relaxed in all aspects, she got together to Ye Xi. In front of me, my eyes flashed and asked: "Yesi, are you really in love with Weisheng?"
Ye Xi looked at her eyes with the light of the gossip, and had to sigh the laziness of the creator. The characteristics of the gossip were so casually given to everyone, even the magical existence of the woman had not been missed.
She patted the girl's head and said, "Don't make trouble, sleep."
Anmu Butterfly's mouth is very unsatisfactory.
But she didn't want to say that Ye Xi didn't want to say it, or she went to sleep.
Ye Xigang was about to close his eyes and sleep, and the phone rang. She didn't want to pick it up, but at this time only would call her, so she took it and looked at it. It was indeed slag.
Ye Xi took the phone and went to the balcony to pick up.
Anmu Butterfly's eyes brightened, her eyes followed her figure, thinking, must be a micro-sounding phone, or do not bother her love.
Anmu Butterfly got into the bed with joy and even thought that the children of Ye Xi and Wei Shengsheng must be very cute.