Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 283 The male theologian is in my house 3
Xin He tilted her head slightly, but didn't see anything, her brown eyes flashed with puzzlement.

Shuangmao reminded, "Hehe, the original owner is a high school student."

"Ok?"

"See that first base textbook? That pile of homework next to it, you know?"

Xinhe's voice was limp, "My task is to prohibit people from being blackened, and then fight for inheritance, right?"

Shuangmao knew that she wanted to change the subject, so she didn't expose it, "Yes."

"Yes, then I'm fighting for inheritance, why do I have to do my homework?"

"because……"

Before the two cats could speak, Xin He interrupted it, "The original owner is a scumbag, and I am a scumbag, and I am a scumbag. When it comes to homework, the scumbag will either not do it, and if I do it, I must do it perfectly. Not doing it."

Xin He sat on the bed, speaking solemnly, with a serious face.

Shuangmao laughed angrily: "It's fine if you don't do your homework, and you don't do a few subjects. Believe it or not, the cliff waiting for you tomorrow will be the teacher's punishment. Are you sure you will accept the teacher's punishment obediently? So you don't call it Collapsing people?"

Hearing the two cats nagging in their ears, Xin He couldn't block it, so he could only angrily move his homework to the bed and lie down there to do his homework.

Shuangmao looked at Xin He's first math problem and got stuck, and said with a sneer, "I remember someone said that she was a top student just now, can you slap her in the face?"

Xin He snorted resentfully, did not speak, and continued to struggle with homework.

The next day, Shuangmao called Xinhe for nearly two hours from 04:30 before she reluctantly opened her eyes, her brown eyes full of confusion.

Before Xin He could react, she listened to Shuangmao's words and obediently lifted the quilt.

The cold wind pierced through her limbs and bones, and Xin He shivered, and instantly woke up.

The weather in early spring was still a bit chilly, especially since her room was already damp, just like winter.

Xinhe expressed that she was used to Shuangmaokeng's way of getting up.

Slowly getting up to wash up, under the urging of the two cats, Xin He put on her school uniform unhurriedly, found out a big padded jacket, wrapped herself warmly, and walked out of the room with her schoolbag on her back.

When going downstairs, I ran into Jian Zhitong again.

Jian Zhitong still remembered how Xin He scolded her yesterday, and just as she was about to step forward, Xin He had already gone downstairs before her.

The two sat in front of each other at the dining table, and Jian Zhitong had to pretend to greet Xin He nonchalantly because someone next to her was having a fit.

Xinhe didn't pay any attention, she lowered her head and bit the bread.

The delicate eyebrows are very focused, and the cheeks are bitten bulging, like a hamster gnawing on it, it looks extremely cute.

Jian Zhitong stared at Xin He's face, his teeth itching with jealousy.

Why didn't I realize that Xin He was so good-looking before?

Her background is not as good as Xin He's, but if you compare it, it's clear at a glance who is ugly and who is beautiful.

Jian Zhitong was so angry that she lost her appetite, put down her chopsticks and left.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head and glanced at Xin He again, seeing that she was still eating breakfast slowly, he felt even angrier.

Xinhe didn't care about Jian Zhitong's behavior, after all, she was not a threat to her mission at all, so just treat it as a show.

By the time Xinhe arrived at school after eating breakfast leisurely, the morning reading class was already over.

The original master was in the third year of high school, and he was also a student in the sprint class of No. [-] Middle School in the city.

When entering the classroom, Xin He looked at the children in the classroom who were still writing hard after class, and shook his head, thinking how much did Jian Zhen spend to get the original owner, a scumbag, into the classroom?

(End of this chapter)