Chapter 143

From the disaster maker to the victim, the big change of identity is that ye Ying, who crouches down, is already gnashing his teeth and his five senses are ferocious. So , she can still escape!

In the dining room, all the students stood up and made a series of sudden changes, not only the students but also the teachers.

The two people who rushed out from behind the bamboo curtain retreated quietly again. Han Zheng, who was sitting in the chair, was surprised and said, "have you practiced so fast?"

"I've practiced. I'm good at it." The dark summer abyss in her eyes poured a cup of tea for her. She hid the cold light in her black eyes in the tea room. If Ye Jian wasn't on guard, the hot soup would be all over her.

Ye Ying, really vicious!

Han Zheng narrowed his slender peach blossom eyes, nodded after a long time: "it's really good."

"Is there anything, is there anything?" The girl sitting beside Ye Jian is pale with fright, and her lips are shaking. She asks, "is it hot? Let me see! "

It's frightening. There's a cry.

Another girl was a little angry. She stood up early and was angry with Ye Ying, who was squatting on the ground and shouting: "is there any mistake!! The waiter reminds me that the hot soup is coming. You have a long brain! Ya knows not to know, this bowl of soup almost poured on Ye Jian! "

The girl is from Beijing. She speaks straight, but her voice is a little heavy, so she scolds and cries for the scalded Ye Ying.

Gao Yiyang came over from another table and looked at the angry girl in Beijing with his mouth closed. He squatted down and said to Ye Ying, who had just uttered a scream, "is it hot? Where is the iron? "

Only he was concerned about the leaves lying on the ground. The rest of the students frowned and looked at the pupae.

"Burn yourself, don't bother others!" Seeing this, the girls in Jingli didn't say anything more. Instead, they asked Ye Jian, "otherwise, let's have a rest in the room and get up early tomorrow morning."

Ye Jian smiles at the girl, stoops to lift up the overturned chair, steps to the ground and doesn't get up, plays Ye Ying, the victim, and bends slowly.

"Ye Ying, you should kill yourself if you do something wrong. You should be glad that you've knocked over a bowl of hot soup. If..." In Gao Yiyang's tight vision, Ye Jian has come to the bottom of her ear gently, exhaling like cold, but writing like a needle, "if it's a knife or something, your feet are just about to lose one of them."

"I don't want to take part in China Olympic Games, so I'm trying to hurt me, right? Hiss, ye Ying, ye Ying, what is a bowl of hot soup? I'm waiting for you to enlarge your moves. "

Her voice was so low that only two people could hear it. Ye Ying's voice was like that of a needle, and her heart suddenly jumped into a panic.

The head is tightly buried, the nails are stabbing their arms, but also bear not to look up, just a small voice called pain.

Seeing this, Gao Yiyang didn't blame Ye Jian for anything, but said in a low voice, "go back to the room and soak in water, or there will be bubbles." Finish saying, then hit to hug leaf Ying to walk toward accommodation direction.

"Waiter, get a burn plaster." Mr. Zhu came from the teacher's desk and didn't immediately catch up with her. Instead, he walked to Ye Jian and patted her on the shoulder. "You go back to the room to rest, this way, the teacher will deal with it."

Have a good meal, but it's such a thing. Let's see how ye Ying's scald is.

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