Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 945 Slow Heat Model Student VS Chaebol Heir (23)

Chapter 945 Slow Heat Model Student VS Chaebol Heir (23)

"Son, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly want to make a phone call? The phone is a monster that can seduce people's souls, so it's better to stay away." Ling Tianxiao said in a spirited manner, and pulled out an unfathomable smile.

"..."

Which muscle is wrong...

Li Yancheng's eyes were deep, "No, just to communicate—my major also has an unbalanced ratio of men and women, which is very troublesome."

Ling Tianxiao suddenly realized that - in the School of Humanities, it is said that the male to female ratio is 1:7, and good-looking people like Li Yancheng should be even more sought-after.

What a suffocating operation.

"It is said that there are two opportunities to change majors. The first time is at the end of military training, and the second time is at the end of freshman year." She pointed.

"No, your current major is pretty good, and a family doesn't need two literati!" They sat at the same table for a year, and besides studying and sleeping, he spent all the time peeping at the girl, and even, the other party He knows exactly what kind of emotion and intention that frown and smile is.

"The food is cold, if you have anything to say, leave it on the phone." She chuckled, "Isn't it, big brother?"

He said that a family...

【Ding!The hero's attack rate is 40.00% five! 】

The little girl has crooked eyebrows and crescent moons in her eyes, he cannot avoid it, so...

Please, be kind to the captives.

Li Yancheng nodded, picked up his chopsticks, and poured some soup into the bowl with the idea of ​​"CD".

"The nasal sound is heavy, don't eat fishy ones next time, the cold will not get better." She said, very rudely put all the remaining fish fillets into her bowl.

"Ah."

After the two finished their meal, they walked to the two sides. The computer department and the humanities department were not in the same training ground, so it could be regarded as the opposite.

"Tian Xiao, this medicine is for heatstroke prevention. I think you're pale, so you'd better take some first!" A tanned boy walked over and handed over a bag of medicine with some embarrassment.

Just as Ling Tianxiao was about to thank her, Lin Na grabbed her by the shoulders, "Hey, thank you! But my fourth child is born so white, blingbling, but... do I have my share of this medicine?"

"Yes, just don't suffer from heat stroke." The boy put the medicine on Lin Na's place, gave Ling Tianxiao a worried look, and then returned to the team.

"Okay, don't eat too much, or I'll call you 120!" The instructor was similar in age to them, but he had a sense of vicissitudes of life, "Then kid, come here!"

Child?

Ling Tianxiao stretched out his pale finger and pointed at himself, with a confused expression on his face.

"Yes, it's just you, come here!" The instructor squinted his eyes, and his expression of neither joy nor anger was unpredictable.

Ling Tianxiao trotted all the way to the instructor's side and stood still.

Instructor: "You are too white, stand over there dazzling, go to the end of the line!"

Ling Tianxiao: "Yes!"

Instructor: "You look so small... how old are you?"

Ling Tianxiao: "Report to the instructor! You will be fifteen soon!"

There was an uproar in the team.

Really someone else's child, less than 15 years old to go to Z University?The instructor regretted asking this question a little.

"Okay! Stand at attention! Today is a goose step, let's break down the movements first..."

For the next two and a half hours, students in Class 1 and Class 2 of the Computer Science Department suffered inhuman "torture".

The instructor seemed to want to make people shed the last drop of sweat, and made people maintain a certain movement, saying that it was to let the muscles have a memory.

memory……

Memory ghost!

"Hey! Elementary school girl!"

During the rest, Ling Tianxiao heard a strange call.

She turned her head and saw Hao Zijian grinning, standing against the light with several glasses of fruit juice.

Ah, handsome.

 Three shifts.

  The kid is really naughty... He can't be beaten or scolded, he's weak.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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