After two classes in the afternoon, Feng Jue's stomach began to play music.

He put his hands behind his back and grabbed the void in the direction of Ling Qingxuan.

The little girl gave him the pen on the table.

Feng Jue:  …

After a while, the boy wrote a note and sent it to Ling Qingxuan's table with his spiritual power.

'My lord, I'm hungry. ’

Ling Qingxuan opened it, took out Zhang Fangzi, and passed it back to him together with the note.

The teacher above was still lecturing, and the two blatantly passed the note with spiritual power. If they were found, the teacher would be very angry.

Feng Jue opened the note and saw the words 'Bigu Dafa'.

It's really like what an adult would write.

Over the years, she didn't let him learn this much.

If he wants to learn, it is quite fast, but it will hinder him from cooking.

If you can't cook, you can't take care of an adult's stomach.

Feng Jue thought very long-term, so even if he saw it before, he didn't learn it.

He rewrote the note and passed it backwards.

'bread'

Ling Qingxuan glanced at the buns in her drawer and hesitated.

She suspected that the little guy was just staring at her bread.

After thinking for a moment, seeing that he was sick early in the morning, Ling Qingxuan "reluctantly" gave him the bread.

Get the bread, just in time for get out of class.

Feng Jue turned around and opened the package in front of the little girl.

"Aya-san, if bread and I fall into the water at the same time, who will you save?"

The surrounding classmates just finished listening to the class, and their minds are still a little sleepy. Now, seeing the two of them interacting, the spirit of gossip instantly rises.

There should have been such a pair of handsome guys and beauties in a class, but after a day off yesterday, these two were like strangers, making them uncomfortable.

However, they were surprised. When did Feng Jue become so humorous? Others compared their girlfriends to their mother-in-law, but to him, they compared them to bread.

"Ling Qingxuan, how do you choose?" The girl would definitely choose Feng Jue, no doubt.

Such a small issue has suddenly attracted so much attention.

Seeing the little guy's expectant gaze, Ling Qingxuan took out his pocket and put the change on the table, "I choose to buy another bread."

If the bread falls into the water, it cannot be eaten.

The little guy has a spirit sword and can't drown.

Feng Jue:  …

The young man felt that he was looking for guilt for himself, and he knew that adults would not choose him.

But this morning's sullenness was finally expelled.

The girls let out a snort, suspecting that Ling Qingxuan was playing tricks on Feng Jue, or that he was unmoved by his old-fashioned provocative tactics.

However, this choice made them feel that Aya Qingxuan was a good sister.

Yes, those who don't rob men from them are all good sisters.

Feng Jue turned back in frustration, and saw that there was more bread in the drawer.

In Ling Qingxuan's choice, when Feng Jue came up from the water, he took him to eat bread.

The young man's heart warmed, and he rubbed his head in distress.

I really want to hold an adult in my arms.

He asked Ling Qingxuan about being on the stairs during the day, but he couldn't find anything. Why don't he go to Guan Zhouyu...

...

The physical education class of class 1 is separate from classes 3 and 5.

Yesterday afternoon was the boys' game, and today, it's the girls' turn.

"That's volleyball. We usually don't get along with the girls in the third class. They are so fierce, they will definitely hit us."

"No, why don't we start with the weak first?"

"It's over, it's over, our class is all cute little fairies, how can we play volleyball, let's abstain, if this makes the face crooked..."

The more the girls talk, the more outrageous they are, and Aya Qingxuan is still looking for rubber bands.

"I'll help you."

The teenager appeared behind her, covered by the baffle, and no one looked here.

Ling Qingxuan didn't care much, she lifted her hair and took the rubber band handed over by the boy.

When her fingertips touched the warm sun-like skin, Ling Qingxuan paused slightly and quickly tied her hair.

"It's still leaking here." Feng Jue twisted the hair around her neck, untied the rubber band, and tied it again for her.

The pulp of the finger was inserted back and forth between the hair, itchy, and I could feel the other person's cautious movements.

Feng Jue was very satisfied with the ball head pierced by Ling Qingxuan, but when she saw the exposed white neck, she instantly wanted to remove it.

"It's not tied, I..."

"Forget it." Ling Qingxuan stepped forward and went to the girls center.

Feng Jue had no choice but to withdraw his hand and tug at his head twice.

He dug himself a hole again.

Sure enough, Ling Qingxuan, who showed her long, snow-white neck, attracted the attention of all the boys in the two classes.

"She's a newly transferred student? That's all, she looks pretty dumb."

"Isn't this person running towards Feng Jue? I seem to have seen Feng Jue standing with her just now."

"If they have something, the first class will not be so quiet."

The girls in Class 3 muttered, preparing to target Aya Qingxuan later.

"Have you started yet?" Li Xingran also had her head tied in a ball. She entered this side and saw the girls were aggressive, she didn't know why.

"Xing Ran, why don't we make a bet with the first class?" The girl urged her beside her.

Li Xingran remembered the bet that Li Yuechen had said, and her face turned a little red. It was impossible that she was going to **** Feng Jue with the girls in the first class, which was quite naive.

"The new transfer student looks very arrogant. If you don't hesitate, we will definitely win. You go and make a bet."

Being urged, Li Xingran had no choice but to go to the net. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Ling Qingxuan with the same hairstyle as herself. She was shocked, it was beautiful!

Seeing her staring at him, Ling Qingxuan asked, "Is something wrong?"

Li Xingran nodded blankly, "Ling Qingxuan, let's make a bet."

bet?

If you don't learn well at a young age, what bet is there to bet.

Ling Qingxuan nodded, "Okay."

Not expecting her to agree so quickly, Li Xingran racked her brains thinking about the bet, "If we win, just... let Feng Jue go out to play with the girls in our class once."

So many girls, what do they want to do to the little guy.

"To be fair, you can also say something you want us to do," Li Xingran said.

The little girl thought about it seriously and took out a workbook, "We won, you need to solve all the problems within a week."

Li Xingran: ? ? ?

Why do physical education classes still talk about learning, and this book looks so thick.

When Li Xingran hesitated, the girl behind him said, "We will definitely win, don't hesitate! Just agree."

So, Li Xingran nodded in agreement.

Aya Qingxuan returned to the undetermined position and became the first server.

"Ling Qingxuan, we're optimistic about you~" This bet was innocuous, everyone present knew that, the boys cheered on, and Feng Jue's eyes were also watching her carefully.

The lord will not, export him?

Ling Qingxuan held the ball and humbly asked the girl for advice, "Have never played volleyball before, how do you do it?"

Girls: ? ? ?

sisters! No!

Never played before, still dare to bet? Cow batch!