"I'll go..."

Two little read here, even the most stupid people know what 'preputitis' is. They were about to express a few regrets, but there was a voice behind them.

"Er Shao, Pangpang, what are you doing? So happy? "

"Mu Xiaofeng? Ah, you're just in time. Come and have a look. Come here... "

Just as Pangpang was about to get back the case from Er Shao, he saw the big broom in the other party's hand shaking around and quickly laughed, "stop it, Mu Xiaofeng is from class 7. Let him see. After Lin Xiaoxiao, another talent came to their class, ha ha."

"What talent, what do you say? I warn you, don't speak ill of Lin Xiaoxiao behind his back. That's Li Dadou's daughter-in-law and my brother's daughter-in-law. "

Mu Xiaofeng was the one who went to the roadside stall with Li Zeyu to have a bully meal, and then was caught by the boss and thrown at the gate of the school to bind SM. It was also because of the common hardships of that matter that they became good friends.

"Well, not to mention Lin Xiaoxiao, look at this case, Qian Xiaohao's."

The second Shao handed over the case in his hand. Mu Xiaofeng looked curiously, "prepuce inflammation? Unclean self-defense? I wipe it. This boy looks like an honest man day by day. Relying on his study to please the teacher, he yells at us. I didn't expect to have such hobbies? Ha, pigtail, I caught it, didn't I? I took this. "

"Hey, Xiaofeng, you let us go back to class and play for a while..."

"Gee, I'm not sensible. Take it to your class. Is it fun in my class?"

Mu Xiaofeng smiled proudly, "you know, when you go back, you must publicize for Comrade Qian Xiaohao, the study committee member of our class, or you will be sorry for his arrogance all day! At that time, please go to a big meal, snacks and drinks. "

"OK, Xiaofeng, with your last words, it's up to our brothers."

Pangpang patted his chest and promised, but Er Shao smiled and muttered, "they are all fat pigs and still want to eat?"

"Shit, I'm fat and have no foreskin inflammation, ha ha!"

"Ha ha!!!"

"Qian Xiaohao, Qian Xiaohao..."

Before Mu Xiaofeng's figure reached the door of the class, his thick voice had resounded through the whole corridor and class 37 of senior high school. When he entered the class, he looked for Qian Xiaohao everywhere, but there was no harvest.

"Qian Xiaohao went to the teacher's office to get the test paper. He wasn't in class. What are you looking for him for?"

Sitting in the "I didn't expect that he was an obscene man who looked like a dog on weekdays."

"Hiss, I've long seen that he's not a good man. He still satirizes us that we don't study well every day. Even if we don't study well, at least we won't do such debauchery and self mutilation. It's a shame."