Showdown!Master Gao Leng asks me for a hug every day

Chapter 128 The Great God
The car will arrive at Leng Sa's home soon.

She felt as if she hadn't come back. There were a lot of things these days, and her feet were not sticky.

There are several unread messages on Leng Sa's mobile phone WeChat.

She clicked on it and looked, and found that some students had announced in the group that the exam was due in a week, and the computer teacher seemed to have lost his mind recently.

Those who are out of their minds all day long, I don't know if they want to make things difficult for them and let them fail.

Some students were already sick and hospitalized in fear, and it was a shameful thing for them to fail a course.

After all, they were No.1 in each province before, and the outstanding ones are used to the feeling of sitting at the top of the stars.

No one can bear to be abused like this in college.

They have already begun to suspect, it is not the rumor that the university is the easiest, who the hell is talking nonsense.

In a top university like the Imperial Capital, there is no such thing as "just eating and waiting to die". Each one works harder than the other, and the teachers work harder than the students.

Even if it is not No.1, as long as it can pass, no one wants to fail.

The news in the class group was one after another, and the news was sent very quickly, and Leng Sa was a little impatient with the noise.

She blocked the group chat.

Click on it again and see a message from a dog.

Song Gou: "God, are you busy recently?"

Song Gou: "Dad, you should say something, I'm about to cry."

Song Gou: "Grandpa, what are you doing? Are you planning a new work? Very good, very good, I won't bother you, just give me a look."

Song Zhibin chased Leng Sa like a pug.

Leng Sa has always been indifferent to him, Song Zhibin is her fan, although now he is developing into a illegitimate fan, he is so curious about everything about her.

Leng Sa simply replied a few words.

"What is your age?"

Song Zhibin immediately replied: "I will be whatever generation the Great God says I am."

This licking dog is really in place.

"Tell me what you want from me."

Leng Sa put down her phone after sending it out and prepared to take a sip of water.

I saw the small figure of Skochi coming out of the bathroom.

She looked at Schauchi with a calm expression: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Scout shook his head: "No."

The small body is arranging his clothes, cute and cute, although the expression is not different from that of an adult, but the feeling is different.

She couldn't say it, anyway, she felt that when she was young, all expressions were cute and cute, which made her smile all day long, overflowing with love.

But when Scochi returned to his adult appearance, he turned into a domineering man, which fascinated women all over the world.

A white towel was placed on Si Coach's head, and his small fleshy hands grabbed the towel and wiped his wet hair, full of cuteness.

When he suddenly thought of Mr. Scout, the towel seemed to be only a square inch in his hand, and he grabbed it with one hand, which looked like a small piece.

Sure enough, when a person is small, the surrounding things will instantly magnify.

Scooter is no exception.

He seemed to be used to this, and he didn't ask Leng Sa for help.

Leng Sa went to pour a glass of water, and brought a glass for Skochi as well.

She caught a glimpse of the cartoon cup she had prepared for Scoach on the table.

The little green dinosaur, her reaction was to take this cup, and Schauchi also noticed it, looking at Leng Sa.

The air was thin for a while, Leng Sa pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly, his fingers naturally slid across the cartoon dinosaur water glass, and landed on the white transparent glass.

She picked up the glass and poured a glass of water for Schauchi, wanting to drink it for him.

Skochi's hands are so small that he can't hold the quilt with one hand, but the other hand is still wiping his hair with a towel.

In such a chaotic situation, Leng Sa wanted to put the water glass on the table.

The phone thought again.

She ignored it, but the phone rang without listening.

She glanced at her phone, and it was indeed Song Gou who was sending out messages in a series of killing spree.

Ding Ling's jingling voice kept ringing, making Leng Sa annoying and dry.

She picked up her phone and directly blocked people.

The world instantly became quiet.

Song Zhibin looked at the undeliverable news and cried into tears.

Still typing persistently.

"Wuuuuuu, Great God, I don't dare anymore, please let me out."

It was not the first time that Song Zhibin had been blocked, even though he knew that he would be released from the black room in a few days, it was like a year.

He wanted to cry without tears.

Leng Sa directly pulled the black, then threw away the phone, took the towel from Si Coach's head, and gently dried his hair.

"Let me help you, or you will catch a cold easily."

Scout nodded slightly, then picked up the water on the table and took a sip.

It's not hot, it's warm, and it's just right for drinking it in one gulp.

In the past, Leng Sa liked to drink boiled water, but since Skochi came, her living habits have changed a lot.

Really like a careful mother everywhere, taking care of her children meticulously.

But now, she resolutely put away her mother's love, looking at this cute baby in front of her, she would no longer think of a child, but a man's tall and handsome handsome face.

She felt that she was going to be confused, and she would go insane if she continued like this.

Leng Sa has read several medical books in the past few days, but has gained nothing.

There was no way to deal with Si Coach's illness, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. Such a mysterious thing made her really feel like she was dreaming.

Taking a sip of water, Leng Sa watched Skochi go back to his room.

Only then did she pick up her phone and let the dog out.

Sure enough, I saw a familiar emoji.

A crying and fainting dog.

"Tell me, what's the matter with lingering spirits?"

"My god, my god, what's wrong with you, how did you let the dog go this time... Oh no, let me out so early."

"What? Too early? Then you go in and stay for another year or so?"

"Oh, don't, don't, don't, don't be angry, God, don't be angry, I just want to ask you how is the signature? There is no one left? Many people here ask me for help, can you give me a few words? , please, my handsome Oppa."

Song Zhibin always thought that Leng Sa was a man, so he always called her Ouba, father, grandpa, intentionally or unintentionally, and Leng Sa didn't bother to talk to her.

"No." The woman replied lightly, without any emotion.

"Wooooooooow, dad, don't you love me? Am I not your favorite dog? I can bark, please, give me some."

Leng Sa didn't want to talk to this person so much that she was too lazy to type and turned on the voice changer.

A middle-aged uncle's voice sounded: "It's all in the trash can, do you want it?"

She suddenly thought of so many things she wrote last time, as if she had really been thrown away.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhibin was still so persistent and kept asking her for an autograph.

"I'm afraid you can only go to the trash can, but as a friendly reminder, you may not be able to find it."

"Master, you said it's in the trash can, I'll look for it right away, if I don't find it, I'll eat the trash can."

Leng Sa grinned in shock!

So exaggerated?

(End of this chapter)