Chapter 172

Leng Bingling is very casual and sends a message from her nose: HMM.

The "um" sound was very light and soft. Listening to the sound, Lu Tianyi Xinhu trembled slightly, and his right hand holding the pen also shook.

Shit!

Be a demon!

After he took a few strong breaths, Xinhu calmed down and replied with his trembling right hand: "the ultraviolet light is so fierce this afternoon. My face is a little hot by the ultraviolet light."

Leng Bingling read his reply and said "shit" silently. Ultraviolet light, is there a sun? If she remembers correctly, she didn't see the sun when she came to school this morning, on the way home at noon, and on the way back to school after lunch break. It was cloudy all day today, and there was no ultraviolet light from the sun?

She raised her eyes and looked out of the window.

艹!

Two fires are sick! When it's cloudy, it feels like it's going to rain. There's ultraviolet light flying from there.

She reached out and pulled the piece of paper on his desk and asked angrily, "are you out of your mind again? There's no ultraviolet light from the sun."

Lu Tianyu looked at the little girl writing. The moment she stopped, he immediately raised his eyes and looked out of the window.

Shit!

The whole day was overcast, and it was about to rain, ultraviolet, purple hair ball.

To find an excuse, you should also find a high sounding reason.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, he really wanted to scold himself for being crazy. Why not take a look at the sun outside the window before making an excuse?

He took back his sight, looked at Leng Bingling, squeezed out a smile on her face, took the paper on her desk, and calmly replied, "my skin is afraid of blushing in case of this cloudy ultraviolet light."

Leng Bingling looked at his reply and smiled twice in her heart. When I was crazy.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, ignored Lu Tianyu, looked up out of the window and continued to draw her phoenix tree.

When she had only painted more than half of her paintings, she heard Wen Nan say that class was over.

Zhang Nuan immediately leaned over and asked anxiously, "Bingbing, was director long of the academic affairs office looking for you just now?"

Leng Bingling hung her head slightly and folded her hands. She drew "um" with her unfinished pen.

Zhang Nuan asked anxiously, "why is he looking for you?"

Leng Bingling tilted her head slightly, looked at Zhang Nuan and replied carelessly, "it's just to discuss learning problems casually."

Zhang Nuan asked incredulously, "really only discuss learning problems? Is there nothing else?"

Leng Bingling arranges her schoolbag and gives a careless "um".

Zhang Nuan didn't return to her position until she got her reply.

Leng Bingling put all the books on the desk into her schoolbag, raised her head and twisted slightly to look at Zhang Nuan.

At that moment, she saw some students in the class who hadn't left looking at her.

She directly ignored them and looked at Zhang Nuan: "Nuan, can you go?"

Zhang Nuan put away his bag and raised his head, "HMM."

She stood up and was stunned. In addition to the students on duty in the classroom after school, other people had left long ago. Now there are dozens of people in the classroom. They all turned their heads and looked in the direction of Leng Bingling.

These people have a good relationship with Liang ran. It seems that Liang ran must have started them to stay and want to see Bingbing's jokes.

She was unable to draw the corners of her mouth and pulled Leng Bingling's arm, "let's go!"

As soon as they raised their feet, Liang ran suddenly jumped out of the table in front of Zhang Nuan, blocking their way. His face was full of ridicule and looked at Leng Bingling.