The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 32 It's better not to get involved
Zhang Jinluan was slightly surprised, raised his hand to push his glasses, and said a word of Tai Chi.

"What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Stop pretending, no one else knows about me in London except you, you told Bai Tang!" Zhang Junhe's white and tender face was full of anger that didn't belong to his age, and he was staring at his little uncle fiercely.

Zhang Jinluan always maintained a refined and kind smile, making the opponent's anger feel like a punch on cotton.

"Why are you laughing, don't laugh!" I have lived with my little uncle in London for many years, and Zhang Junhe can guess the cause and effect when the other party smiles. It can be said that they understand each other better than their biological parents.

It's okay not to say it, but Zhang Jinluan's smile got bigger when he said it.

"I told you not to laugh!" Zhang Junhe frowned.

But he only dared to yell, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

Zhang Jinluan raised his head to look at the domineering little boy in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth has not been put away, and the pupils under the lens are shining with charming and dangerous light.

"Are you going to bully Bai Tang again?"

"What do you mean again? When did I ever bully her?" Zhang Junhe immediately retracted his claws, standing in front of Zhang Jinluan with his hands behind his back like a well-behaved elementary school student being trained.

"You didn't bully Bai Tang, how could she say that?" Zhang Jinluan took off his glasses, and asked with a partly smile on his chin.

"I, I just asked her to bring me a schoolbag. Is it wrong?" Zhang Junhe's mouth was flattened unhappily. Didn't I still pester my mommy on a date when I was this old?"

Zhang Jinluan's complexion changed, and he immediately covered his hands and pretended to cough a few times on his lips.

"How can it be the same? You still mention the old sesame and rotten millet."

"Why can't I mention it? My dad told me this." Zhang Junhe rolled his eyes, but his cheeks were still puffy.

"Brother really..."

"Little uncle, you've only met Bai Tang a few times and you've helped her directly?" Zhang Junhe dragged a chair beside him and sat down directly, with his legs crossed, imitating Zhang Jinluan's sitting posture with style.

It's just that Zhang Jinluan is elegant when sitting like this, while Zhang Junhe is arrogant.

"Bai Tang is a good boy." Zhang Jinluan carefully considered his words, and spoke quite seriously.

"Good boy?" The sneer on Zhang Junhe's lips became more obvious, "Little uncle, don't be fooled by that girl's superficial skills! In fact, that girl Bai Tang is a green tea, yes, it is green tea!"

green tea?

Zhang Jinluan frowned, not quite understanding.

"I advise you to stay away from her, Bai Tang is very unlucky, and I'm afraid that something bad will happen to you if you stay close..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Jun was hit on the head by the other party several times, "Little uncle! "

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At noon, Fang Yuanyuan took Bai Tang to the cafeteria for dinner.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the canteen, many eyes were directly cast on Bai Tang's face.

"It's her, the new handsome guy doesn't know her well." Bai Tang and the others passed by the table with a plate, and a slightly obese girl half-covered her lips and whispered.

"Ah? With her? Eh, it's so disgusting... How did such a handsome guy get involved with a different kind?" The girl next to him was full of disgust, and even had goosebumps all over her body.

The students in the lower grades don't know much about the reason why Bai Tang is famous, but there is no one in the upper grades who doesn't know about Bai Tang.

The only impressions are such as "gloomy", "unlucky", "freak" and the like.

According to Bai Tang's preference, Fang Yuanyuan and her sat in the most inconspicuous corner, but they still couldn't stop the searching and curious eyes from all directions.

"These girls are really annoying, look at what to see!" Fang Yuanyuan held the chopsticks and poked back and forth on the dinner plate unhappily.

(End of this chapter)