Peng Yue's face was stiff, holding the gaze of the candidates and the returning students watching the show, "Yes."

Fart.

Rong Huang grinned and said, "That's not enough." After speaking, he patted Peng Yue's arm, "I have a unique insight."

Originally, Rong Huang wanted to pat Peng Yue's shoulder, but because she was in a wheelchair.

The height difference is everything.

Rong Huang picked up the small schoolbag and waved his small paw, "Goodbye."

Then he turned the wheelchair, and disappeared like a hot wheel.

Yin Ling didn't expect that Rong Huang would have this attitude when he saw him again.

Ignore.

Suddenly, Yin Ling felt uncomfortable.

Before, Rong Huang looked at him with eyes full of worship and shyness.

Peng Yue knew Yin Ling very well, and knew at a glance that he was lost because of Rong Huang, and his face suddenly sank.

"Aling, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing Peng Yue's moving voice, which was similar to a spoiled child, Yin Ling recovered, and his heart softened, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about what we have for lunch."

"Then have you figured it out?"

Since Yin Ling had said so, Peng Yue was also willing to give him a step down.

"How about the yellow chicken stew, there just opened a yellow chicken next to the school bookstore..."

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After several subjects were taken, Rong Huang was successfully confused.

Hearing the various voices in the class about the answers, Rong Huang couldn't wait to plug his ears with something.

I didn't hear anything, and I didn't even know that I made eight wrong math fill-in-the-blank questions.

Dang Yue was looking at the small mirror to touch up her makeup, and noticed that Rong Huang beside her was on the table with a face, and rolled over, like a pancake, a little bit to laugh.

"Are you ready to relax after the exam?"

Rong Huang stopped rolling his face and blinked, "Relax? Where to go?"

Dang Yue couldn't help but squeezed Rong Huang's soft cheek, and then he squeezed twice more addictively, "Clear one."

"clean it?"

Dang Yue nodded, "I will also go to Tang Qian today. He doesn't like too many women around."

Rong Huang's eyes lit up, and he asked without thinking, "He doesn't like women?"

The voice was a bit too loud because of the excitement, causing everyone around him to look over, and Rong Huang was still unconscious.

"I'll just say he's not normal. Last time the big-breasted beauty in the next class gave him a cake and he threw it directly into the trash can. It was so bad that he had a good face, and it was a violent thing."

Rong Huang clicked and said, completely ignoring the expression in Dang Yue's hesitant eyes.

"Are you talking about me?"

There was a deep and hoarse voice in the ear, and it seemed that there was still scorching heat spraying in the ear.

Rong Huang turned his head and saw Tang Qian with the back seat very close to him.

Frightened Rong Huang picked up Wusan on the table and patted Tang Qian in the face.

Looking at the face of Tang Qian's tempest, everyone: Rong Huang is about to finish.

I didn't know that Tang Qian just sneered and looked at Rong Huang with determination.

Rong Huang was seen with a guilty conscience, and said, "I'm sorry."

Tang Qian raised his hand and wiped his face, lifted up the broken hair that covered the beautiful eyebrows on his forehead, smiling but not smiling, "It's okay, sister Huanghuang."

Rong Huang's shoulders shrank.

It's fried.

She said that there was something wrong with this **** villain, and there were only a few who could count her hair down, and this one was just one in front of her.

Directly ignoring Rong Huang's glares and the gossip eyes of the people around him, Tang Qian took out the cigarette case from the belly of the table and got up out of the classroom.

Faced with Dang Yue who was full of words, Rong Huang bulged his cheeks and tried to make himself more innocent, "I didn't know it was him."

Dang Yue twitched, "It's okay, he usually doesn't hit women."