her eternal lucky star

Chapter 172

The hotel doorbell rang.

Yang Pengtian glanced sideways, rubbed his hair, got out of bed with bare feet and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a tall, thin, young boy in a hotel work uniform. With a decent smile on his face, he handed over a piece of steaming porridge and said, "Mr. , This is what the little girl who sent you here last night told you to leave after eating, the accommodation fee has already been paid, and these are the clothes you wore when you came, and they have been washed for you."

As he spoke, he handed over a paper bag with the other hand.

Yang Pengtian took it slowly, and when the waiter was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly said, "Where is that man?"

The waiter turned his head when he heard the voice, and was stunned for a moment before he realized what he said, so he politely replied: "Sir, the three of them left last night."

After finishing speaking, he waited for a few seconds and saw that Yang Pengtian didn't say anything more, so he turned around.

The corridor of the hotel fell silent, and there was no other sound.

Yang Pengtian lowered his head, a few wisps of hot air from the porridge squeezed out of the bowl cover and rose into his eyes.Something is slowly melting...

Putting your fingers together, you gripped the strap of the packaging bag tightly, and after a few seconds, the door closed with a bang.
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Physical education class on Wednesday.

The playground, the badminton court, the three of them had a great time playing.

Jiang Beibei and Tang Xiaobao fought each other with rackets, while Lan Ruxue stood on the line and watched.

The game adopts a five-game three-win system, and the rules are simple and rude: whoever fails to catch the ball will get one point for the opponent.

The current score is 1:4.

It was Tang Xiaobao's turn to serve.

Tang Xiaobao pursed his lips, clenched the racket with one hand, and twirled the ball with the other. He stared at the provocative Jiang Beibei opposite him, secretly looking for a suitable time to serve,

Let go of three goals! !It's so embarrassing...

Looking at a remote location from the corner of the eye, Tang Xiaobao was delighted in his heart, but remained calm on his face, took a deep breath, raised the ball, jumped up and landed with a slap.

"Look at my invincible whirlwind ball ball ball!!...the ball...the ball...ah, it's gone! Where are you flying? Come back to me——!"

Jiang Beibei didn't even move. Holding the racket, he quietly watched the shuttlecock soar into the sky, and then with a "whoosh", it was firmly stuck into the five-meter-high fence net behind him.

Tang Xiaobao ran around the court chasing the badminton, while shouting "Come back!" at the top of his voice.

"..."

Jiang Beibei and Lan Ruxue looked at each other, and then burst into thunderous ridicule with one voice.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Tang Xiaobao, you idiot, being so stupid is considered a state hahahahaha..."

"I really admire you, you don't have to work so hard to score hahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Oh, no, no, my stomach hurts from laughing... Uh ha ha ha..."

Even the students who were having fun nearby laughed too.

For a while, the entire badminton court was full of laughter.

Tang Xiaobao's ears were red, and his cheeks were burning badly. He bit his lip, and he simply blocked it automatically. He erected his racket to get the badminton stuck on the fence net.

Step up, step up, jump!

It's almost...

Tang Xiaobao was 1.6 meters tall, and his arms and racket supported him by two meters. The head of the ball was firmly stuck at a height of about [-] meters from the fence net, and he remained motionless.

Tang Xiaobao's neck and arms were sore and astringent, and after a while, he lowered his arms in frustration.

The badminton racket in his hand was suddenly pulled away forcefully.

(End of this chapter)