Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 36

At this time, it was quite a while before the end of get out of class in the afternoon. After four or ten minutes of dinner time, the sophomores in high school were about to start their evening self-study.

The people in the classroom have already disappeared one after another, the twilight is about to fall, and the color of the sky has a deep tone.

The cold and undisciplined young man looked indifferent, and dragged Ji Jiujiu away by the back collar. The hem of the school uniform was swaying, and the school uniform shirt was not properly worn. The two snow-white buttons on the neckline were loose, revealing a small piece of the other party's fair complexion. , the slender neck line is sexy and smooth.

Ye Zhinan was still in a daze for two seconds before blinking slowly.

My mind is full of the child's fumbling and soft words, "I burst a pen at noon..."

The child's voice is warm and soft, as light as clear mist, like the sun falling lazily on the newly melted spring water.

The girl narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, and touched her teeth and cheeks.

With her slender fingertips, she dug out the earphones from the drawer and put them on. She hummed softly, got up and left.

The neighborhood of Huayi Middle School is very lively. Opposite the school is a long commercial street. Turn left and there is a Zhongbai Lawson, where many students gather; walk to the right for 3 minutes and you will see a small shopping mall with McDonald’s. KFC, and Starbucks.

There was quite a lot of people on the pedestrian street. At six o'clock, the street lights were already on. Ye Zhinan copied his pocket with one hand, biting a lollipop, and the sweet and greasy taste diffused in his cavity.

The figure was graceful, and the pedestrian looked in a hurry. She stared at a certain flashing street light expressionlessly, stopped for a while, and then walked away.

Twilight came without delay.

She has never done much research on food, adhering to the principle of "whatever you eat, you will not starve to death", she has lived a healthy and healthy life to this day.

Ye Zhinan came out of the convenience store with two sandwiches, the wind crushed the leaves, she yawned, and when she passed a certain store, the girl paused.

Then walk in.

The interior decoration style of the store is quite simple, with dark wood tones. She walked in while biting candy, and walked around the transparent glass display cabinet in a casual manner.

Soon, a shopping guide came up to meet him.

"Hello," the shopping guide lady is pretty, with her hands folded in front of her belly, showing a standard eight-toothed smile, "Are you here to buy a pen?"

Ye Zhinan raised his eyes and glanced at the other party without emotion, and his slender fingertips with well-articulated bones gently brushed against the edge of the counter.

His indifferent eyes looked through the clean glass, withdrawing from the pen lying quietly.

"I want this one," she tapped lightly with her fingertips, "please wrap it up for me."

Transparent glass counter, exquisite and high-grade packing box, snow-white and soft fluff.

This fountain pen is Mont Blanc Classique series 145 fountain pen and ink pen.

The shopping guide's sister's face remained unchanged, she just froze for two seconds, then stretched out a hand, and asked politely, "Check out here."

The pen barrel and pen body of this fountain pen are made of black precious resin. The design style of the classic model is expensive and timeless, and the price is naturally affordable.

Ye Zhinan calmly handed over his bank card.

When swiping the card, the shopping guide lady sneaked a glance at the girl's face.

Boo!
[-] pens are bought as soon as they are bought.

Too rich too rich.

When entering the password, her expression was still calm, and the shopping guide stared at her, trying to see traces of blood dripping from her face.

But nothing.

The corner of the shopping guide's mouth twitched frantically: "Do you...do you need anything else?"

"unnecessary."

After Ye Zhinan paid the money, he held the pen in his hand directly, showing no expression during the whole process, and no heartache at all.

She quietly said goodbye, took the receipt, and walked away.

Go to the door.

She seemed to think of something suddenly, and stopped in her tracks.

He turned his body slightly, turned around, and held the pen between his fingers.

The girl's eyes were dark and cold, she looked far away, raised her chin slightly, and asked in a flat voice:
"This pen of yours, can you handle it?"

*
the other side.

Ji Jiujiu was led out of the classroom by Fu Qi's back collar. The little girl became anxious, her little paws thumped, and she glared at him fiercely: "Why are you doing what?"

After all, she is a god, how could she be carried away by the dog Fu Qi!
This is degrading, degrading to the godhead!

Fu Qi ignored her, but let go obediently, seeing the little guy's furious appearance, he sneered, raised his big palm, and rubbed her hair not very gently.

"Take you to dinner."

The strength of the boy's rubbing her was not gentle, Ji Jiujiu's little head tilted to the side uncontrollably, she let out a very angry "pooh", raised her hand, and hugged his paw violently.

"Don't rub my head, rub my ears again and it will come out!"

"Aren't you a god?" Fu Qi said "tsk", his eyes fell on the little girl's furry hair, "You can't even control your own ears?"

"Gods are restricted in the first place," Ji Jiujiu widened his eyes, with an innocent expression of "how can you wrong me, bastard?"

If not sealed.

She wouldn't let Fu Qi have a chance to slap her little rabbit ears!

The young man was lazy, his eyelids drooped slightly, his slender knuckles curled up, he covered his lips and coughed twice, he raised his other hand, and scraped the little girl's face gently. Small nose tip.

The dramatist Jiu immediately covered his nose.

Accusing him in an angry voice: "What are you doing, the nose I just made is so precious!"

The boy's expression was cold and hard, but against the still twilight, the lines of his side face were slightly softer.

He subconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, made a "hiss", narrowed his eyes, and reluctantly said, "Brother will do it for you."

Ji Jiujiu refused without even thinking about it: "I don't want it, your skills are not good enough."

When she said this, she didn't think much about it, she blurted it out almost subconsciously, with some disgust in her tone...

And, look down on.

Fu Qi raised his eyebrows: "..."

Her tone seemed to be saying——

"You are thin and small, and you don't feel good in the hand."

Very mocking.

Yo.

He - a young man with a vigorous blood, is actually being questioned by a little girl now.

Some words really can't bear to think about it, and the more you think about it, the weirder it gets.Fu Qi took her for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

On the other hand, Ji Jiujiu was rather heartless.

She doesn't come here often near Hua No. [-] Middle School, so when she came to a new environment, she couldn't avoid looking around. Fu Qi took her to a small shopping mall, which had a lot of food. There was a food and snack street on the third floor, and a restaurant on the fourth floor. pool.

Eat too much, it touches easily dazzled.

The little girl was curious like a bumpkin who had just entered the city, wandering around on the fourth floor, and then her eyes lit up when she heard something!
"Fu Qi, Fu Qi, let's eat here!"

The store is actually playing her little idol's song!

Have taste!
Such a tasteful store must have just the right things! ! !

　Bad heart

　　
　
(End of this chapter)