Leng Bingling continues to eat her ice cream with her eyes down.

After a bite, she stopped and looked at Zhang Nuan, "Nuan, eat quickly and go home."

Zhang Nuan's heart is crazy. She often talks to Leng Bingling, and she doesn't answer her questions.

She took a deep breath, "Bingbing, aren't you sad that you were scolded?"

Leng Bingling shrugged her shoulders carelessly, with an indifferent expression.

Zhang Nuan put her head on the back of the chair and leaned weakly on the chair. She was completely defeated by Leng Bingling.

It seems that she's meddling again. Leng Bingling never reads any comments on the forum and won't be angry.

She had to bow her head and lick the ice cream in her hand silently.

Leng Bingling finished the last mouthful of ice cream, rubbed the ice cream paper in her hand into a ball, narrowed her eyes, gently shook it, and threw the paper in her hand into the dustbin.

She glanced at Zhang Nuan and ate more than half of her ice cream.

She raised her hands and stretched herself. Then she put her left hand on the back of the chair and shook her legs.

I licked my lips and said lazily, "I haven't eaten ice cream for a long time. I have a special preference for chocolate. Thank you!"

Zhang Nuan's heart completely collapsed. He defended her against injustice without saying thank you. He asked her to eat an ice cream and said thank you. Thank a fart. I'm not rare.

She turned her head to Leng Bingling and saw her fairy sitting posture like a social sister.

She shook her head, put the rest of the ice cream into her mouth, took several breaths, then lowered her hands, put them on Leng Bingling's thighs, moved her two legs, said vaguely with ice cream in her mouth, "my aunt, can you sit more elegant?"

Leng Bingling raised her lips slightly, "I just want to talk about how to sit comfortably."

Zhang Nuan swallowed all the ice cream in his mouth, raised her hand and pulled down her left hand on the chair. He continued, "you're a fairy sitting posture. Take photos and post them later!"

Leng Bingling whispered "shit", then she folded her right foot on her left leg, continued to cross her legs, and said carelessly: "what I like to do is mine, and what others like to do is theirs."

Zhang Nuan: "my aunt, can't you be gentle? After you posted the video of beating people just now, many boys were asking about which way you came from and wanted to form an alliance with you! Some boys heard that you were a person in the way, and others were afraid to see you."

Leng Bingling grinned, "very good. Boys are afraid of me, and I'm happy to be quiet."

She was most afraid of receiving love letters. She looked very beautiful at the beginning of her junior high school. From the beginning of her junior high school, she received all kinds of love letters to express to her. When she received more, she had a headache. Later, as long as she saw the envelope, her scalp became numb.

She once suspected that she was suffering from envelope phobia.

She was eager for the boys in Fenghuang middle school to avoid her and keep her senior three quiet.

Zhang Nuan raised his hand and photographed her thigh. "You see, you're sitting like a full social sister. You say you're not on the road. No one believes it. You'll be photographed and posted on it. You'll contract all the school posts this weekend."

Leng Bingling raised her right hand and lifted the bangs on her forehead. She raised her eyelids. A pair of apricot eyes hid some ruffians, raised her lips and said, "it's good! I've become a red man in Phoenix middle school this weekend."

Zhang Nuan was so angry that her face turned red. This guy, she couldn't talk to her anymore. If she talked again, she would go mad. In order to take fewer photos for her, she'd better go home earlier.