Chapter 11

Ren Geng, "there are still four hours before lunch. I promise your breakfast will fall into your stomach."

Leng Bingling was too lazy to lift her head and said indifferently, "I'm not used to eating with the opposite sex."

Ren Geng "leaned" in his heart, looked at Leng Bingling's eyes and looked at her for a turn, then raised his back and knocked on her desktop, "I'll wait for you for lunch in the canteen." after that, he slowly stood up and left.

Leng Bingling didn't even lift her head. She wanted to put her thoughts into her novel again. The desktop on her left was knocked gently again. She slightly turned her side and looked at it with the rest of her eyes. Her deskmate's four fire bodies leaned against the wall, her head tilted to the left, her left hand held her left cheek, opened her eyes, and looked at her like a fool.

She half narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a lazy expression

Four fires: "

Leng Bingling: "

……

A few seconds later, the four regiments of fire finally couldn't hold back and pointed to Leng Bingling: "I don't like to sit at the same table with the opposite sex. Go there."

He pointed to Mao Zhiwang and shouted, "Wang Wang, come and sit with me."

Mao Zhiwang shrunk his head and pretended not to hear for his August 15.

Lu Tianyu shouted again, "Wang Wang, are you deaf?"

The second time he called, there was no way to install it. Mao Zhiwang reluctantly stood up and came over, stood behind Lu Tianyu and deliberately asked, "boss, you want me?"

Lu Tianyu stood up straight, raised his hand and patted him on the head. "Are you deaf? Do you want me to call you twice?"

Mao Zhiwang raised his hand, touched the back of his head and smiled, "boss, my ears are hard to use. I didn't hear your call for the first time."

Lu Tianyu sat down and knocked Leng Bingling's desktop with the back of his hand. "Wang Wang and you adjust your position. You go to Wang Wang's position."

Leng Bingling slowly opened her half narrowed eyes and looked at the four fires sitting beside her. She gave a silent "fuck", an upside down face of all sentient beings, clean as an immortal coming out of the cartoon.

No wonder Liang ran wants to sit with him. It turns out that the little girl is excited.

She opened her lips slightly and said calmly, "I sit here and want to adjust the position. You can adjust it yourself. I won't stop you."

Mao Zhiwang looked at Leng Bingling and muttered, "how dare you talk back to San Shao!"

Lu Tianyu said, "Wang Wang, move her away."

Leng Bingling glanced at Lu Tianyu and whispered, "are you the onion?"

Her voice was very thin and beautiful, but it was enough for Lu Tianyu to hear clearly.

Lu Tianyu and Lu sanshao were in Fenghuang middle school. The classmate didn't give him face. The new classmate could avoid being forced into his eyelids. He looked gentle. He was "rude" and asked him if he was the onion after he finished. He was so angry that the green veins on his forehead jumped up suddenly.

Mao Zhiwang opened his eyes wide and could not believe it. Looking at Leng Bingling, he muttered: "you... Dare to scold us... Boss, are your skin itching?"

Leng Bingling's eyes shifted from Lu Tianyu's face to Mao Zhiwang's face and asked, "are you that garlic again?"

Mao Zhiwang: "......"

Lu Tianyu, "call some people and lift her to your position with her chair."

Leng Bingling raised her fist, shook it in front of Lu Tianyu, approached his ear and whispered, "four fires, you dare to move me. Do you believe I beat you until there is still a fire left!"