Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 63 Look, Your Boss
Following the direction of the school doctor's finger, Nan Yi turned her head and bumped into a pair of smiling eyes.

The boy put one hand behind his head, and looked at her eyes with a growing smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, brother thought you forgot about me."

How dare she forget!
Telling the teacher to find the parents is a disaster for Nan Yi.

Walking to the bedside and stopping, the girl lowered her head and two locks of hair fell by her ears, and she casually gathered her hair behind her ears, revealing her clear and beautiful facial features.

Nan Yi didn't notice Han Li's deep and dark eyes, and raised his hand to pass the bag over: "Put it on."

The tip of his tongue touched his back teeth, and the boy locked his eyes on her face, which was so fair that the fine hairs could be seen, and he said, "Scum girl's tone."

He didn't pick up his clothes, and looked at her from a bottom-up perspective, with a wicked and playful smile on his lips: "My brother is like this, you don't intend to take responsibility?"

Nan Yi thought that he wanted to go back on his word, so her delicate brows were frowned immediately, and there was a trace of anger in her amber eyes looking at him: "You said you would not sue the teacher if you gave me the clothes."

I really haven't seen any high school student talk about 'sue the teacher' every day.

Han Li was flirting, but she wasn't on the same channel at all.

"I won't sue the teacher, but I can't wear clothes now. What should I do?"

Nan Yi glanced at the empty lunch box on the table and asked him, "How do you eat?"

"Left hand." Han Li's tone was a little flamboyant: "Brother is all-powerful."

?

Do you have a narrow understanding of omnipotence?

Swallowing back the words of retort, the little girl said casually, "Then it's not the same for you to wear clothes with your left hand."

What's the trouble with this zippered school uniform jacket!

Han Li sat up and pointed to his right arm which was tied with thick gauze: "I can't write now either."

You are the second to last in the whole school, what words do you write!

Nan Yi didn't believe that the injury to his right hand could affect his performance.

Seeing the little girl's contempt, Han Li said boldly, "You can't stop me from improving. After all, if I lose one point, I'll be at the bottom of you."

exist?
Are the penultimate and penultimate discussing studies?

This direction is a bit confusing.Nan Yi brought the topic back on track in time: "You have to figure out a solution to these conditions, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

I'm afraid that he will make trouble for her on purpose and make an inch of it.She threatened again plainly: "But——if there are any excessive demands, I promise you won't even have pants next time."

His black eyes flashed across in astonishment, Han Li swallowed his saliva: "So exciting?"

He said excitement on his lips, but in fact, there was hidden anticipation on his face.

So nasty!
Throwing the school uniform in his arms, Nan Yi has to clean the class hygiene sharing area, and doesn't want to waste any more time with him: "I'm going to be on duty, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey!"

Seeing that she really left after she finished speaking, the boy who just said that he was handicapped quickly turned over and got off the bed, and chased after her with his clothes on.

"I need to find you today."

The boy had long legs, he caught up with her in two or three steps, and stood beside her side by side.

Nan Yi put both hands in his school uniform pockets, walked towards the sharing area of ​​the third class, and asked perfunctorily, "What's the matter?"

"What time do you take the bus every day? We can go together." Han Li tugged on the collar of his school uniform, which was still suitable, and the zipper was only halfway opened, clearly showing his firm and healthy chest.

He is thin and slender, with outstanding looks, and there are already little girls around him who are looking at him with amazement.

Seeing his coquettish look, Nan Yi automatically distanced herself from him: "I haven't decided on a time."

"It's a lie." The boy slipped one hand into his trouser pocket, saw a figure in front of him, leaned forward and bumped into the little girl's shoulder.

"Look, your boss."

(End of this chapter)