419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Regarding my disrespect, Yi Youming didn't refute anything, but nodded: "That's right. www>

I'm so hungry~~

When I came out of the water park, I dragged Teacher Yi to beg for food. First of all, I declared that I would never eat salted fish rice.

Teacher Yi looked at me and asked me what I would like to eat for the first time, oh, VIP treatment, he actually asked for my opinion.

I decided to blackmail him severely, so I said that I wanted to eat a large plate of chicken, because there was a large character, and I thought it would definitely be quite enough. [

As a result, when I sat in the halal restaurant and saw the large plate of chicken served, I completely regretted it.

I couldn't help popping out an English word in my mind——businessman, so I sighed with emotion: "businessman really has no business and no evil. There are fewer and fewer chickens and more and more green onions. In fact, it should not be called Dapanji but should be called Big plate of onions!"

Teacher Yi choked on a sip of tea, he lost his image for such a handsome guy.

I rolled my eyes at him, snatched the only chicken leg, and sighed: "It's not this that saddens me the most, but this chicken is so tired from chewing. The chicken is too old, older than you."

Teacher Yi's face twitched, probably stimulated by my old word.

After I finished eating the chicken legs, he pointed at me with trembling fingers and asked me, "Am I really old?"

In fact, Mr. Yi is not old at all, and looks much more comfortable than the boys in our class, but I just don’t want him to know what I’m thinking, because he always asks me to do the questions.

So I gave Mr. Yi a blow. I said that you are almost seven years older than me, and there is a generation gap between three years old. We all have more than two generation gaps. Are you still old?

In the end, Teacher Yi turned into Yi Jianqiang. He actually said that my father is eight years older than my mother, so why are we together.

I was speechless, no matter how I thought about it, I felt that such a comparison was a bit inappropriate, but I couldn't say what was inappropriate.

The weather on Thursday, August 20, 8xx: the sky is dark and the sky is dark

There is still more than a week before school starts, which means that I will join the revolution of exam-oriented education again.

After Yi Youming conducted another private test on me, he was very satisfied with my rapid progress, patted my head and nodded:

"Student Mu Mu is actually very smart, but he doesn't need to focus on ideas."

Why am I useless for ideas?I'm just low-key and not obvious.

Yi Youming acted like a teacher, "It's rare that there are only a few days left in the summer vacation, so you can have fun, since you are a graduate student at the beginning of school, you don't have to play if you want to."

When it comes to playing, I enjoy it, but when it comes to graduating class, I feel pain. I hate being a graduating student, because once I am in graduating class, I don't seem to have time to mess with Yi Youming.

I pouted, really happy.

Habits are a terrible thing, and I seem to be used to getting along with him in the way of talking to each other. [

Yi Youming seemed to see my depression, and put on a benevolent look, very much like the kind of big bad wolf pretending to be a wolf grandmother, and tried to persuade Little Red Riding Hood:

"Little Mumu, are you reluctant to part with me?"

I'm like him, it's okay to feel at ease about this kind of thing, how can I say it, so I twitched my words and said: "Bah, I don't miss you, I was so happy that I jumped up.

"Then you dance!"

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