This World Has Gone Crazy

Gu Bo regretted bringing this up, and he thought for a moment: "It's nothing, it was Zheng Xiaoyuan who made a confession and was filmed as a video, so they knew it."

Qi Qile asked skeptically: "What kind of confession?"

Gu Bo glanced at the door: "The teacher is here, let's go to class."

…… "..." Qi Le lowered his voice, "Don't **** me change the subject, what's going on?"

Gu Bai thought for a moment and looked for the wording: "I don't know the specifics, probably Zheng Xiaoyuan made candles, roses and cakes and confessed to Ning Xiao on his birthday. It is said that he had already said those three words to Ning Xiao in high school. It's just that I wanted to be more formal following my friend's suggestion, and a lot of onlookers were filmed and posted on the forum. It has been floating on the homepage for half a month. "

Qi Qile knew that this post was posted every day, and it was definitely reprinted. He hurriedly digged his mobile phone to go online. Even if such a post sinks, it should still be found now. Gu Bai glanced and reached out to stop: "First go to class, his business is not with you."

"No," Qi Le stubbornly reposted, "I have to figure out how I am using this body." He opened the search, entered keywords, quickly found the post he wanted, and clicked in immediately. He didn't Bring headphones, but there are screenshots below, he looked at the pictures, and then almost spit on the screen. Well, this is at school. Zheng Xiaoyuan is like a fairy, and she is wearing such a **** and sexy-Lu, what's the matter with the horn on Nima's hand? !! Is it howling at the horn? Afraid others don't know? !!

Gu Bo looked at him and explained: "Although his temper is soft, he belongs to the type of dare to love, especially Ning Xiao, which is also an advantage."

Qi Yue did not answer, continued to flip, and then was silent for a moment, with a blue muscle on his forehead. Gu Bo held him and held him in his arms to prevent this man from going violently. He patiently advised: "Be good, go to class, it's not about you."

"Well, I don't care about his sister, I want to kill now!" Qi Le groaned and gnashed his teeth. Nima Ning Xiao directly dropped the cake on Zheng Xiaoyuan's face and left without looking back. So many people watched. Where does his face go? !! Nima he has been swaying in school for several days with this face, so **** embarrassing!

"Sit down, the teacher looks at you."

I prayed, straightened my body, put away my cell phone, and thought, "Who got the idea?"

"I don't know. I'm not familiar with them," said Gu Bai. "You can ask Ye Shuichuan."

I prayed that he texted his elder brother, waited, and quickly got a reply: "Xiao Yuan ?!"

Qi Qile drew a corner of his mouth: "It's me."

"How do you know this, which Xiaoyuan are you?"

Qi Qile returned with patience and said that it was the most recent one. Suddenly I heard the confession door and wanted to ask.

"What are you asking about this? Do you want to kill someone? Xiaoyuan, put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha. It's good to go through the book I gave you."

I pray: "..."

Gu Bai saw his daughter-in-law was going to blow hair, and hurriedly spread out the book to let him take a lesson. Then he drew a cell phone and talked with Ye Shuichuan, saying that if he stared, nothing would happen. Then he finally set out the person. The one who threw your cake at the bar last time, anyway, you are also angry. As for Ning Xiao ... This is his personality. If you want to get revenge, I do n’t object, but I do n’t want you to have too much involvement with him. Treat him as air. "

Qi Qile raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

"I'm jealous."

I pray: "..."

Qi Qile stared at him, glanced at Ning Xiao again, and finally hummed, looking down at the book, secretly saying that there would be a chance to say such things later.

The class time passed very quickly. Gu Bo had a class in the second quarter and could not accompany him anymore. Pleasantly sent him downstairs. He looked particularly well-behaved. Gu Bo held him in his arms and kneaded, "I'm gone."

"Well, be careful on the road."