Chapter 1104

"Zero in the exam!" Bai Youran threw his mouth away, and the whole person suddenly became listless. He couldn't help complaining, "you always guessed wrong. It's boring to play with you..."

After complaining, he simply lay down in bed and picked up the complete collection of jokes in his hand. It seems that he doesn't intend to ignore Sheng Zhixun any more.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhixun immediately ran to her and hurriedly said, "why don't you ask me another question? I can certainly answer it! "

"No!" Bai Youran refused ruthlessly and said, "go out, I'm going to read."

"I..." Sheng Zhixun has something to say.

Bai Youran got into the quilt directly, pedaled his two thin legs carelessly, and made a noise impatiently "get out! get out! Get out of here! "

Sheng Zhixun was afraid that he would make her unhappy again, so he quickly promised, "OK, OK, I'll go out, you... You read."

With that, he walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he got out of the bedroom, he saw Gu Nanpei leaning against the wall.

"How's it going? Pretty good. "

She heard laughter from her bedroom all the way.

Laughter, presumably the situation inside should be warm and harmonious.

But seeing Sheng Zhixun's expression at the moment, it seems a little ugly.

Sheng Zhixun shook his head and sighed, "I screwed it up."

Gu Nanpei was stunned and asked, "what's the matter? What happened? Didn't you read the complete collection of jokes all night? How did you screw it up? "

Sheng Zhixun sighed again when he mentioned it.

He did read the complete collection of jokes all night, but he never thought that Bai Youran would suddenly turn his head.

What a mistake, a mistake!

"No! I can't just give up! " Sheng Zhixun secretly made a decision at the bottom of his heart, so he turned around and rushed to the direction of the study. He was bound to finish all the books he had turned his head.

Gu Nanpei was left alone. He was confused and didn't know what Sheng Zhixun was going to do.

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Country v.

The number of reporters standing in front of the president's house is obviously decreasing.

This is their fourth day of squatting.

The four-day "battle" has finally been alleviated today.

From the morning, reporters outside the presidential palace began to leave one after another.

Among them, it should be that ink moved its hands and feet in its heyday.

He has always been cunning, treacherous and clever. How can he not even deal with a few journalists.

"The reporters are almost gone." Mu Cheng came in from the outside and reported the situation to Wen churan.

Wen churan slowly lowered the curtain, looked back at Xiangmu city and said calmly, "it's time for us to go back."

While packing, Sheng Shimo suddenly broke into the bedroom.

"Are you leaving?"

Wen churan was squatting on the ground. He picked up his clothes and stuffed them into the box. Without lifting his head, he said, "I never said I wouldn't go."

Sheng Shimo frowned, stepped forward with an arrow and grabbed Wen churan's arm. "Do you think you can walk now?!"

Wen churan struggled twice and said coldly, "all the reporters outside the presidential palace have gone. Why can't I go?!"

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Say one small thing:

Some songs, I really can't sing.

So some great gods who asked to sing said, I can only refuse.

It's not that I don't sing, I really can't sing.

For example: leaving people worried, short-term love, wind, decent, say scattered.

I know these songs are hot, but... I really can't sing.

Sorry, babies.