Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 52
In all fairness, Ji Jiujiu is white and tender, like a fragile and exquisite porcelain doll, with clear and clean eyebrows and eyes, and looks really soft and innocent; Quite a chilling oppression.

"Have you heard? Fu Qi from Class [-] of Senior High School and that gangster from Junior High School seem to be fighting..."

"The junior high school students dare to provoke Fu Qi?"

"Of course Fu Zhixing can't beat him, but he brought a lot of people with him, all of them are so strong, they look like his bodyguards."

Just at this time, a classmate walked over with milk tea in his arms, chatting about the latest gossip with great interest.

Fu Qi is synonymous with "temper" in Huayi High School. In the eyes of the people who eat melons, it is normal for him to be blocked. After all, the arrogant temperament of the young man really makes many people feel uncomfortable with him.

But... Fu Zhixing?

A kid from junior high school who just passed the high school entrance examination has the guts to find fault with Fu Qi?

remarkably brave.

Ji Jiujiu closed his teeth lightly, pondered for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and suddenly felt that this miscellaneous name seemed so familiar to Jiumi.

But she didn't think much about it, snorted coldly, opened her mouth slightly, and muttered, "What does it have to do with me if he is blocked, I didn't ask someone to beat him!"

While honestly changing his pace, with a stern face, he walked towards the school gate cursing.

Fu Qi's temperament that can kill every day, if she is no longer by his side one day, will he kill himself alive.

Ji Jiujiu made up his mind as he walked.

Then trembled.

Oh shit Fuck, this rabbit fucks like a dog!
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the other side.

The situation at the alley was not what the melon eaters said, but Fu Qi was indeed blocked there.

Before Ji Jiujiu got there, he smelled a virtual gunpowder from a distance.

The tall and long-legged Fu Qi leaned against the mottled wall with one leg propped on the ground while the other leg was slightly bent. His red and white school uniform was wide open, and his posture was loose, with a wild charm.

The young man squinted his eyes and tilted his chin up. His jet-black shattered hair was hanging down, barely brushing against his delicate and lazy eyebrows.

The line of the lips was straightened, showing the coldness of laziness and indifference.

Ji Jiujiu got closer, only to hear Fu Qi's indifferent voice, which seemed to be soaked in cold, drifting over with the wind, low and silent.

Word by word, he opened his lips in disdain:
"I have no idea."

Afterwards, an exasperated voice sounded: "You don't know? She protected you so much last time, and you can tell from a glance that you have a good relationship. Do you know her contact information?"

"You also know that we have a good relationship," Fu Qi gritted his teeth, sneered lowly, and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Then why do you dare to ask me for her contact information?"

Fu Zhixing: "..."

Just kidding your mother, that fortune teller doesn't seem to need to socialize. He asked someone around, let alone the phone number, and didn't even find out a WeChat ID.

This is the 4G era, why do people still seem to be disconnected from the Internet.

Fu Zhixing burst into tears: I hate it.

When Ji Jiujiu heard this voice, he understood that the other party was Fu Zhixing, a young boy who had just finished his high school entrance examination, the one who spent 2000 yuan a few days ago and arrogantly asked Fu Qi to fight.

When Fu Qi was surrounded by a bunch of tall and thick men, he looked... very pitiful and helpless.

It looks like a Chinese cabbage surrounded by countless pigs.

No!

This is absolutely impossible!
Ji Jiujiu's small face wrinkled, his expression became serious for a moment, he quickened his pace, lowered his body slightly, and his petite and cute figure quickly slid in from the man's hand.

Then with sharp eyes, he saw the young man carrying the packaged sixtieth powder in his hand.

Jiang Shencheng doesn't lie to me.

The little girl was a little angry just now, but now that he actually went all the way to buy sixtieth powder for her, the whole rabbit instantly brightened up.

Jiang Shencheng does not deceive me!

Ji Jiujiu was particularly greedy for the [-]-year-old fan in the Asia Trade Food City. She acted like a baby and asked Fu Qi to take her there. She begged many times, but in the end Fu Qi threw two words back:
"Ugly rejection."

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the mouth is too honest!

For the sake of her sixties, the little girl's anger of "Fu Qi ignored me all morning" disappeared in an instant.

The warm and soft body jumped into the young man's arms unexpectedly, and she swayed coquettishly, with her small face tilted up, her big eyes shining brightly, and her voice was crisp and crisp, calling him, "Fu Qi, Fu Qi, Fu Qi~ "

She rushed straight into his arms like a small cannonball. Fu Qi was unprepared, and was pressed heavily against the wall by her whole body, almost coughing out his lungs.

His eyebrows twitched fiercely: "...Ji Jiujiu."

The young man coughed so hard that his eyes were beautifully red. When Ji Jiujiu looked up, what he saw were these poor eyes. He immediately cupped his face in distress, and exaggeratedly said "Oops".

"Fu Qi, why are you still crying! Who bullied you!"

The little girl's hands were white and tender, covering his face obediently, her fingertips seemed to be tingling with tiny electric currents, the boy trembled, his slender and beautiful eyelashes drooped down, and he said nothing: "... "

Ji Jiujiu seemed to be possessed by a playwright. He put his little hand on his waist aggressively, turned around, and gritted his teeth viciously. His tone was obviously full of anger, and he stepped on the opponent's foot viciously. AJ: "Why are you bullying people! You try to bully me, Xiao Fuqi again!"

She didn't intend to come here for the real thing. According to what she calculated with her fingers, this guy is probably here to ask for money!
So she waved to Fu Qi from behind, implying: where is the money?Take it out and hit him in the face!

But Fu Qi raised his hand before, and lightly patted her little girl's restless fingertips, and said in a low voice, "I got it."

Ji Jiujiu: "? Then why are they blocking you?"

Fu Qi: "..."

Fu Qi: "I want to find you."

The more I talk, the more confused I become.

Straight daughter Ji Jiujiu fell into the confusion of true feelings: "...But they just come to me directly, why are you blocking you??"

It's not sick.

How can there be such a thing.

The little girl squinted her eyes in bewilderment, and then suddenly flashed through her mind, countless various Mary Su Xiaobai essays she had seen before.

For example, kidnapping the heroine and threatening the hero.

A life for a life.

Or 200 million for one life.

Ji Jiujiu suddenly opened his eyes wide in shock: "Fuck, what's wrong with you, do you think I look rich? I'm so poor and white, and you still come to blackmail me? Are you a human being?"

Fu Zhixing also opened his eyes wide, and quickly took a step back: "You misunderstood!!!"

Then he raised his long arm, patted the bodyguard's arm fiercely, and cursed in a low voice, "Why are you standing there?"Then he bowed neatly to her, extremely pious.

"Thank you for saving my life. If it weren't for your kind reminder, I should still be lying in the hospital now!"

"You are a good person, you are simply the reincarnation of the Moon Bodhisattva!"

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Ji Jiujiu:?

i am not a bodhisattva

You are the reincarnation!
(End of this chapter)