Chapter 284 Because I want to protect her, I want to be strong

   "Boss..." Mo Xiaohuang looked flattering, and his heart was very flustered at the moment.

  Fuck, the boss's eyes are not very friendly!

   "Hmm." Lang Sheng replied lazily, his smile brightened.

   "..." Mo Xiaohuang was really persuaded, and I would not ask if I knew it.

   His eyes grew hotter, Mo Xiaohuang silently opened WeChat and sent a WeChat red envelope.

  The word is: Boss asks to let it go.

  The next second, he saw a line of small words below: The other party has received your red envelope.

  Lang Sheng: Really good.

   Ah... his 333.1 yuan, three weeks of living expenses!

  Mo Xiaohuang raised his eyes and looked at Lang Sheng next to him. The other party has turned his head back and is doing a math problem.

  It is estimated that I wrote the final question on that page, and my thoughts are blocked. Lang Sheng bit the pen cap and frowned slightly. It was so cute.

  Even when it was time for class, Ji An’an was still lying on the table, not seeing the shaking of his shoulders, and not sure whether he was sleeping or crying.

  Song Ling, who was sitting behind, poked her back with a pen, but did not respond.

  In fact, Ji An'an didn't do anything, just thinking about things on his stomach. She didn't feel sad, on the contrary, she felt that Lang Sheng and Esselan were definitely not without purpose. Through the chat just now, Lang Sheng's expression of hesitation, she knew it was not that simple.

  My thoughts suddenly drifted away, and I felt the sensation of being poked in my back. Now she was in a very messy mood, and turned around in a rage. There was little movement, but Song Ling was frightened.

   "Sorry, I..." Song Ling was a little embarrassed and couldn't explain it clearly. "I just saw you lying on your stomach and thought you were crying."

cry? Why does she cry? As long as they are not together sincerely, she still has a chance.

  When you scan the messy confetti on the table, there is a pair of scissors next to it, and there are a few things in the upper right corner.

  "Are you origami?" Ji An'an picked up the finished product and could recognize it at a glance. It was a frog.

  This session was originally a self-study class. In Class F, it is equivalent to an indoor physical education class. There are only a few people doing the questions, which is simply out of place.

  Song Ling was taken aback, and then said, "Well, I thought you were crying, so I wanted to comfort you."

  Now even Ji An’an didn’t know what to say, the paper frog suddenly turned into a piece of iron in his hand, the hot one.

  Jianan put down the paper frog, and said in a cold voice: "Don't fold it, thank you for your kindness, let's hurry up and study here. Without identity and grades, I can't stand here."

   didn't want any words that would hurt people. Song Ling continued to origami and didn't continue, his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and his breathing was uncomfortable.

   Is she disgusting that she has no background? Yeah, I can come here all because of Yan Chaoxi's family.

  Now Yan Zhaoxi is different. With grades and background, at least they have a backstage to protect themselves. The five of them picked up cheap ones, no different from the shirtless ones wearing only big pants.

  Song Ling quietly collected the tools and sorted out the paper scraps. At the moment, he felt that the air was all stuffy. Even with a window open next to him, he still felt unable to breathe, but he was still alive.

   looked at Lang Sheng subconsciously, and even though he was a distance away, he still saw the formula written on the white draft paper next to him. How could no one dislike such a teenager?

  The huge gap makes the pain worse.

  He has no luck, but he has someone he likes. It is because I want to protect her, in order to let her take a look, so I want to be strong.

  One more chapter first, I will do more tomorrow night, rest assured, as long as it’s a holiday, I won’t change it.

  (End of this chapter)