Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 337 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo (eight)
Followed into the classroom, An Cheng, who was dawdling in the back seat, saw that Qiao Wei accepted Wu Zichu's kindness, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Hey, what do you mean, brat?"

She refused to appreciate what he gave to him, but if that paralyzed face gave him a notebook, she would succeed like this, what's the point!

Qiao Wei didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back.

An Cheng hurriedly chased him out with his schoolbag.

Before chasing him far, he suddenly found that Wu Zichu was following him unhurriedly, and immediately shifted his target.

"Student Wu, why are you following us?"

Doesn't this guy know how the word "light bulb" is written?
Wu Zichu replied nonchalantly: "We live in the same community."

An Cheng's lungs were about to explode.

How long has it been before they become "us"?

However, what Wu Zichu said was the truth, he just wanted to go home, and he really had no excuse to hinder him.

But well...

An Cheng rolled his eyes and quietly sent a text message to the driver Chen Bo.

So, when Qiao Wei came to the bicycle shed at the school gate, she was depressed to find that her bicycle tire was flat.

That's right, deflated.

An Cheng passed by here in a car, rolled down the window happily when he saw this, straightened his appearance in the rearview mirror, put on a reluctant expression, and was about to ask Qiao Weien to allow her to get in the car and give her a ride along the way...

At this time, Wu Zichu who was pushing the bicycle stopped.

He patted the back seat and said something to Qiao Wei.

Then, seeing Qiao Wei smiling and nodding, An Cheng put his palm on the back seat of the bicycle and sat on it briskly.

"Hey……"

Just as An Cheng slowed down, he let out a call from his throat, and the bicycle swung past him quickly, and he arrived at the end of Xuefu Road in the blink of an eye.

This is this...

This is completely different from what I expected!

An Cheng really wished he could turn into an ape-man and beat his chest and feet to himself.

"Master." Uncle Chen anxiously called An Cheng who was in a daze. "That wheel..."

"Change it! Hurry up and change it to a good one!" An Cheng yelled with a drake voice. "Uncle Chen, are you confused, why did you puncture the bicycle tire of the stinky girl?"

"that is not……"

Master, did you order it?
Uncle Chen looked at An Cheng who was full of anxiety, and wisely swallowed the rest of his words.

The car moved slowly on the narrow Xuefu Road.

An Cheng was sitting on the back seat of the car, with his head sticking out of the window, his chin resting on the window, looking at the talking and laughing bicycle duo with a look of unrequited love.

"Is it so funny?" He rolled his eyes in disdain, "It's just Wu Zichu, who speaks as boring as the dean, and the stinky girl can still laugh at him!"

Uncle Chen glanced at him quickly from the rearview mirror, and said: It's better than your bad mouth, young master.

After a while, Uncle Chen suddenly saw that most of An Cheng's body was leaning out of the window, he was so frightened that he braked quickly, "Master, it's dangerous!"

An Cheng really wanted to climb out of the car window.

What did he see?
What did he see!
That smelly girl actually hugged the wooden face's waist!
She actually hugged another boy!

A betrayal of anger suddenly arose in An Cheng's heart.

"Hey!" He patted the car door angrily, trying to gain attention.

Wu Zichu's figure swayed, he braked suddenly, and his long//legs hit the ground.

The two turned their heads at the same time, looking at An Cheng who was stuck in the car window and was still crawling out persistently.

An Cheng's appearance was indescribably funny.

"Smelly girl, didn't you say that you are very traditional?" He stared suggestively at Qiao Wei's hand holding Wu Zichu's narrow waist, really wanting to chop off this hand with a knife!
After thinking about it, no, I really want to chop it up, the stinky girl hurts so much.

No no no!

Qiao Wei suddenly realized, retracted her hand, turned her head to look at Wu Zichu, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I couldn't sit still just now, and I pulled you subconsciously. I didn't mean it."

The resentment in An Cheng's heart gradually dissipated.

It's okay, it's okay, it turned out that Wu Zichu was pulled by the stinky girl who didn't sit still.

Although I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, it's better than the two people flirting with each other, right?

An Cheng had just soothed his fragile and sensitive heart, but Qiao Wei's next words blew him up again.

"Well, do I need to be responsible for you?"

"..."

"..."

Wu Zichu turned his face away, the tips of his ears quickly turned pink.

"Relax, it's just a joke." Qiao Wei burst out laughing. "Anyway, thank you for helping me take notes today and driving me home."

"En." Wu Zichu's muffled voice came from the front. "Sit down."

"All right."

The bicycle wobbled past the petrified An Cheng, and the hot noon sun shone on them with a faint white light, rendering everything like a romantic cartoon.

"Master, master?" Uncle Chen unbuckled his seat belt, ran to the rear door on the right, forced An Cheng, who was struck by lightning, back into the back seat, then returned to the driver's seat, and restarted the car engine.

An Cheng was very quiet along the way.

In order to prevent him from being provoked again, Uncle Chen deliberately picked a small path and went back to An's house.

It wasn't until Uncle Chen parked the car and opened the rear door respectfully that An Cheng let out a loud cry and finally recovered.

What did he just do?
What have you done? !

An Cheng nestled in the back seat, scratching the door angrily, refusing to come out.

After a few minutes, Wu Zichu was seen driving Qiao Wei to a stop in front of the opposite slum, and then he jumped up like a chicken blood, hitting his head on the roof of the car.

"Oh!"

An Cheng covered his head, his eyes were firmly fixed on the two people opposite.

Uncle Chen watched his actions in fear, for fear that he would go home and take out a knife to charge if he couldn't think about it.

Fortunately, the two people on the opposite side did not do anything out of the ordinary.

And An Cheng finally drooped his head sullenly, put his hands in the pockets of his school trousers, and entered the elevator listlessly.

Uncle Chen shook his head and said with emotion: "The children of today!"

……

Before the slums.

Qiao Wei jumped off the back seat of the bicycle and smiled at Wu Zichu: "Thank you."

Wu Zichu nodded.

"Then, see you later?"

"Yeah." Wu Zichu still had that indifferent look.

Qiao Wei waved her hand, and walked briskly into her old building.

People's emotions are easily infected.

After staying with young people for a long time, her mentality has also become younger.

Isn't the task issued by the system "live this life well"?

Then she will be a good student, like all ordinary people, go to school, graduate, work, get married...

Enjoy enjoying this extra life.

In front of the door, Wu Zichu watched her enter the corridor, then stepped on the bicycle again and slowly drove in another direction.

His destination is a bicycle repair shop.

(End of this chapter)