Chapter 1820： The tyrannical **** of the high cold learning **** (34)

Chapter 1820, The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (34)

Bai Weiwei walked into the cafeteria with no expression.

Xia Hanyang just had to keep up, a few dog legs finally found him.

The dog's leg slammed up and separated him from Bai Weiwei.

"Xia Ge, the mobile phone is not connected, people are not seen, our heads are looking bald."

"There is still one game in the afternoon, we can't go."

"Go to the car at night to drink and pick up girls."

Xia Hanyang saw that the person he wanted to see entered the cafeteria.

He was impatient and reached out and pushed the dog's leg to the side. "I'm not bothered, I am learning now, and I have to go to the cafeteria to eat."

Dog legs: collective shock.

What is the study?

Eat in the cafeteria?

Is this the line of Xia Hanyang?

Suddenly a dog’s leg hit the person next to him and whispered, “Let’s fall in love.”

Several people suddenly understood, and immediately smiled and said: "Then we also go to eat."

Although it is Xia Hanyang's dog legs, everyone is from the rich family.

So it’s more like a brother.

Xia Hanyang did not care to enter the cafeteria, followed by three or four followers.

The cafeteria is still very good, that is, the meals are more expensive.

Although it has been subsidized by the school, the food here is better than the restaurant outside.

Therefore, the price is expensive, and the students feel that it is very cost-effective.

Bai Weiwei bought two steamed buns and a bowl of mushroom soup.

Eat it.

She opened the small book, which is full of various formulas.

The rest of the course is easy for her.

As far as mathematics is concerned, it is necessary to rely on a lot of practice, as well as memorizing to lay a good foundation.

Take a sip and take a look at the formula.

The soup is going to die before you can drink.

That is, the mushroom soup is similar to meat, giving people a psychological comfort to eat meat.

Bai Weiwei thought about it while eating, and had to find a good job to fight.

Don't live your own, let alone the Raiders and complete the sideline mission.

She is estimated to be malnourished.

This plane is too busy, so I will not carry out a love strategy for the time being.

Bai Weiwei planned the latter plan.

I just took a sip and suddenly felt a little quiet around.

She held her **** and looked up.

I saw Xia Hanyang and four or five follow-up classes, just like the male model group.

Their expressions look like one.

Cold and cold, the eyes are very different.

They all stared at the **** in her hand.

Bai Weiwei frowned, she left such a hoe, how these people have this expression.

Finally she tried to open her mouth. "You, too?"

After she said that she pointed to the **** in her hand.

A few big men, want to eat yourself.

Why do you stare at her hoe?

Bai Weiwei lived on this, so she carefully took the **** away.

I was afraid that Shantou was taken away.

See her movements.

Xia Hanyang followed a few follow-up classes, and finally his expression changed. They were shocked and shocked, smirked and ridiculous, incredible and incredible.

Nobody has a normal expression anyway.

Xia Hanyang was the most abnormal, reaching out and grabbing her hoe.

Then throw it into the trash and scream and say, "What do you eat, is this for people?"

Bai Weiwei: Is she not a person?

Xia Hanyang sat directly in front of Bai Weiwei, then patted the table, "Come on."

The two followers immediately took long legs and looked cold and went to the aunt to say: "The most expensive, the best, the most abundant."

The aunt took a long spoon and hit the lid and shouted: "Queuing."

attendant:"……"

And Bai Weiwei stared at the trash can, her lunch.

Then she put the mushroom soup up, forget it, don't have a steamed bun.

Xia Hanyang took away the bowl in her hand. "What is drowning, don't drink this ghost."

Bai Weiwei looked calm, then she said to the system: "I want to kill this goods."

System: "Calm, calm."

The host is finally forced to collapse by the kindergarten male owner.

Xia Hanyang frowned. "You won't buy something good? Who eats steamed buns in this year."

Bai Weiwei looked at him with indifference, but did not say anything.

Xia Hanyang’s expensive brain finally felt the same.

The clown woman will not be poor.

He suddenly smiled, held out a finger, picked up her jaw, and confronted her misty eyes.

"No money is easy to solve, or else, I will raise you?"

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)