Full service dog abuse

Chapter 293 Why Can't You Want To Compete With A Pack Of Potato Chips?

Often being teased, Qing Ziqi also realized that this time he was being teased instead of being teased, and snorted coldly: "Then you can continue to clap your hands!"

He snorted coldly, turned his head, turned around, and walked away without dragging his feet.

Bo Xian didn't stop this time, but waved his hand, with a pitiful face like a cutie who was abandoned by the owner: "Then...then let's see you later~"

Qing Ziqi trembled at his feet, almost fell, gritted his teeth and looked back, staring at Bo Xian, no longer saw that Bo Xian deliberately pretended to be pitiful, his black eyes seemed to be misty, and his blushing face turned even redder in an instant He snorted coldly: "Who wants you to see? Dirty! Demon! King!"

This time, I really turned around and walked away without taking a piece of color.

The little cutie who was originally pitiful and seemed to be abandoned by her master disappeared after seeing Qing Ziqi's back.

Evil smile, the smile is meaningful: "Then, see you in the afternoon~"

Qing Ziqi expressed that she was incapable of accepting the cold and vicious tongue when she was a child, and the cold and poisonous tongue when she grew up, but the very pure bamboo horse suddenly became so dirty, and the dirty routine.

Sure enough, Pancake Guozi Xiaoxianzi, you have changed.

Leaning back in the chair feebly, he stuffed a handful of potato chips into his mouth.

"Student, is there anyone next to you?"

Depressedly eating potato chips, he finally heard the sound of pregnancy in his ears.

It is the elective course in the afternoon, Art Appreciation, the course is simple, and the credits are easy to get, but Qing Ziqi and the others are in the dormitory and only Qing Ziqi takes this course alone.

The reason is that the teacher of art appreciation is so fucking perverted.

But Qing Ziqi didn't mind, so he signed up for this course.

The large classroom is for two persons, and Qing Ziqi sat by the back window, and the seat by the aisle was empty, so there was no one there.

In addition, Qing Ziqi is in a bad mood now, very depressed.

Therefore, for the questioner, no matter how nice his voice was, Qing Ziqi closed his eyes and pretended not to know.

However, the person who asked the question was obviously endless: "Student, is there anyone in this position?"

"Someone!"

The person who asked the question was taken aback, but he still didn't give up: "Then can I sit here?"

"It's said that someone is there! Can't you see such a big bag of potato chips sitting on this chair?" Qing Ziqi frowned, and Qianqianyu pointed to another bag of potato chips that had not been opened on the chair.

Then he pointed to the more than half of the vacant seats around him, and continued: "There is no one in those seats, why don't you look away from this classmate, you want to follow..."

and many more……

Qing Ziqi, who was planning to make a long speech, suddenly paused.

She was too angry just now, so she didn't react.

Listen to this voice several times, why is it so familiar, so like...

Looking up with doubts, Qing Ziqi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I saw that Bo Xian was just like himself, in a casual couple outfit with white top and black bottom, and he was supporting the desk with one hand at this moment, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes with a smile on his face.

His eyes turned to the bag of potato chips on the chair, his smile deepened, and his voice was bewitching: "What are you going to do? Huh?"

Qing Ziqi's face flushed red, and this was the third time today that she was reddened by Bo Xian.

Of course, there is also an element of shame.

"I want to compete with... I want to compete with a bag of...potato chips..." After saying this, Qing Ziqi still lacked confidence, and the courage that was planning to make a long speech just now was suddenly eaten by a dog in a trance.

Dog: Wang—Wang can't bear the blame!
"Oh~ grab the potato chips?" Bo Xiandao said meaningfully. With a long leg, he pulled out the chair and picked up the Potato Chips, which itself was a bag of potato chips and occupied a seat. He smiled meaningfully: "Potato chips The film belongs to my daughter-in-law, and my daughter-in-law belongs to me, so its position is not my position? How can it be regarded as robbery?"

　Update in the early morning of January 1th, 18th update, and now people are still wandering outside...

　　Can't code...haven't saved a draft yet...

　　
　
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