Chapter 250 Two Stubborn Tempers

"You dare to laugh at me, believe it or not, I will tell my father..."

"Your father, your father, what else can you do besides looking for your father?" Qian Zhuye rubbed his ears irritably: "Your father has not recovered from the serious injury from the beating, so you should stop torturing your father and let him rest in peace. "

"You actually..."

"Oh... no, it's a rest." Qian Zhuye laughed.

Takasaki's cheeks were flushed, he glared at Qian Zhuye angrily, and then his eyes fell on Ye Qianning.

Sang Zhi took a step forward to block Ye Qianning, his gray eyes met Gao Qi.

Takasaki was angry at first, then dull, and then afraid. He heard that seeing the Eighth Prince in the eye would bring bad luck, so he took two steps back, turned around and pushed away the crowd and walked out of the school.

Sang Zhi narrowed his eyes and glanced around, the students in the school immediately lowered their heads, turned and walked out of the school.

Although it was a rumor, those gray eyes looked strange and cautious.

Ye Qianning smiled, bowed his head and retracted the brush that was pressed on the rice paper, took out the ink-stained rice paper, replaced it with a new one, and continued writing.

Sang Zhi turned around and saw that she had changed back to her original posture: "This is wrong."

"This is how I write it."

Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to correct her pen-holding posture, so he just held her hand to write.

Ye Qianning is a stubborn person, as he writes, he moves his **** and changes back to the posture he likes.

Sang Zhi is also stubborn, she changed it back, he raised his hand to move it back for her, back and forth a cup of tea without writing a word...

Qian Zhuye just looked at the two of them stubbornly, their foreheads were a little dark, if the master could not see it, he would have finished copying it for her.

Ye Qianning has never been overwhelmed with stubbornness. She never expected Sang Zhi to be so persistent. Now it is not just a matter of stubbornness, it has risen to a matter of face in her heart.

Sang Zhi changed her posture for holding the pen, and she changed back after writing a word or two, and then shook her head triumphantly, her happy little body swayed.

Sang Zhi was very perseverant at first, but the more she saw her, the more dishonest she became, and she threw away her pen angrily: "I won't change after repeated admonitions, so I won't teach anymore."

"Let's go." Ye Qianning burst into joy.

Sang Zhi left with a dark face.

Ye Qianning hummed a ditty in a happy mood, writing without stopping.

"It's the first time I've seen someone can make the Eighth Prince so angry." Qian Zhuye watched Sang Zhi walk out of the door, looked back and lay down on the table in surprise.

"Are you complimenting me?"

"Of course."

"You know how to appreciate." Ye Qianning praised.

"Hey." Qian Zhuye laughed.

"Miss." Luo Wen came to the front with the food.

Ye Qianning put down the brush and stretched, looking at today's meal, yes there are ribs.

"There is still someone cooking for you?"

"you have not?"

"...the entire academy probably doesn't have one." Qian Zhuye was depressed, and he waited for her to go to the cafeteria with him, but he didn't expect someone to cook for her.

"Aren't I being fined?" Ye Qianning picked up the chopsticks: "If you don't go to the cafeteria, the meal time will be over."

"Then I'll go." Qian Zhuye's words fell and the person had already ran out the door.

Ye Qianning stared at the almost teleporting figure, Qian Zhuye was very tall, and at the same age as Sang Zhi, she was a head taller than him, and she only had his chest.

Looking at this momentum, he will definitely be over 1.8 meters tall when he grows up in the future. He looks really handsome. When he grows up, he will definitely be more handsome than Qian Fanji. Qianjia's genes are really good.

"Miss, Du Ying is back." Luo Wen said.

"Did you bring the big knife back?"

(end of this chapter)