Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

Of course Leng Xuan didn't mean that, but there are still two girls at home waiting to cook by himself. After all these twists and turns, if they really starve them, they will have bitter fruit to eat when they go back, so he smiled bitterly. Said: "Yes, of course I want. But, are you going to accompany me?"

   "Huh?" Pang Shanshan said: "It just so happens that I also want to buy two clothes for myself, but it's not a one-way trip to accompany you."

  Leng Xuan said in embarrassment: "But...cough, I don't have time to go now! Otherwise, you can give me the money directly. When I have time, I will buy it myself."

   Pang Shanshan's eyes widened, there is actually such a request?

   Could it be that this kid wants to leave himself halfway?

Thinking of this, Pang Shanshan was really angry. When he saw Leng Xuan always looking at his chest intentionally or unintentionally, he thought this kid was a pervert. He should be happy, but now it's better, he still wants to leave himself halfway?

   "How much are your clothes?" Pang Shanshan is, after all, her class teacher, so she certainly doesn't want to be too demanding. Although she is half-dead in her heart, she is calm on the surface.

   "All in one?" Leng Xuan was stunned, only his shirt was stained with blood, and his pants were fine, so he looked at Pang Shanshan suspiciously and said, "1867, even if 1800 is good."

Pang Shanshan didn't bother to pay attention to so much, so she took out two thousand yuan from a bag and handed it to Leng Xuan, saying, "Okay, this is two thousand yuan, you can buy it yourself. Don't tell me what happened today. , otherwise your future grades will all be zero!" After that, he couldn't help laughing, and then got out of the car.

Leng Xuan didn't expect this big girl Pang Shanshan to be so generous. When I bought this shirt on my body, it cost a total of 9,080 yuan. So, I made nearly half of it. More importantly, the clothes have Blood is not unclean. He used to have blood on his body. It was a normal thing. Usually, as long as you soak it in warm water for an hour with enzymatic washing powder, no matter how old the blood stains are. Washed clean.

"Didi, Didi..." Suddenly, Leng Xuan's broken cell phone rang, and when he saw the caller ID, it turned out to be Li Mengjie's number. The speed of the car was adjusted to the highest speed under the speed limit. Soon, he returned to the place where Ling Xuejiu lived, and the car stopped in the garden outside.

As soon as he entered the door, Leng Xuan smelled the smell of tar fumes. He couldn't help but startled for a while, with a puzzled expression on his face, until he heard the coughing sounds of Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie coming from the kitchen. , walked over, entered the kitchen and saw that it was really smoky inside.

   In the haze of smoke, Leng Xuan discovered that Ling Xuejie and Li Mengjie were wearing a cute little apron. Ling Xuejiu had a dark face, holding a cooking spoon in his left hand and a shield (pot lid) in his right hand, while cooking vegetables on his side, he cursed: "Die Lengxuan, stinky Lengxuan, I will fry you to death. , fry you to death..."

  Li Mengjie held a kitchen knife in her right hand. In order to avoid the choking smoke, she stood far away and said with a smile: "Xueji, stop scolding, it's so awkward!"

"Huh?" Ling Xuejiu said with a bewildered face: "It's awkward? Why is it awkward?" Suddenly, he thought of something, "I will fire you" and "I will kill you?" Just about to collapse.