Dumplings... Dumpling classmate, what the hell?

    "My health is okay, there are no dumplings today." An Wuhao joked solemnly: "I asked my family yesterday, my house has no mines."

    So dumplings can't be bought every day!

    "Hahahaha!" Many girls among the classmates have paid attention to this humorous and generous little brother.

    I regret not sitting next to him.

    "Wen Ling, thank you for taking me to the infirmary yesterday." An Wuhao said, sneaking out a fresh-keeping box from his backpack: "Here, it's shrimp stuffing today."

    Wen Ling raised beautiful eyebrows and took over the fresh-keeping box that only he had. His smile was obviously more serious than yesterday: "Tsk tsk, I also said that there is no mine at home."

    The dumplings, materials and workmanship were all excellent yesterday. It would cost a thousand and eight hundred to say less.

    Although that was nothing to Wen Ling, he bought a pair of shoes for more than this price.

    An Wushao said: "It's really not."

    Wen Ling ate, glanced at his thin arms and legs: "Why are you here again today? Want me to see you again?" The

    embarrassing little angel: "You can't Looking forward to my order?"

    Today's military training, the instructor's gaze caught An Wuhao: "Huh?" This classmate, he remembered that he had asked for leave.

    The young man who was afraid of being kicked by the instructor stood up straight in his military posture.

    He wanted to restore the instructor's impression of his weak chicken.

    "Tsk tusk." The instructor saw that he was standing well, so he didn't stare at the thin-skinned boy.

    Congratulations, An Wuhang went on smoothly all morning without fainting.

    "Go to the cafeteria to eat?" Wen Ling walked over, covering Anhui's hat with his hands.

    An Wuhao seems to be accustomed to being crushed by the strength of someone taller than himself, and is not angry: "Well, don't you not eat the cafeteria?"

    Wen Ling smiled and said, "I found that the cafeteria in our school is OK."

    Xu Yuanhang immediately interrupted to expose him: "Actually

    , it was

    the food that was ordered outside and ate the hair." Wen Ling's eyes widened and his face was disgusted: "You are poisonous, you, I finally forgot..." "The food in the cafeteria ." It's delicious and the hygiene is strict. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat." An Wuhao's smiling face is enough to make people forget the disgusting thing about hair.

    "Hmm..." Wen Ling snorted, and his mood improved.

    Xu Yuanhang stayed with him in the dormitory. After just a few days of getting along with him, he was actually quite persuasive, and now he closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything.

    "Wen Ling, are you going to eat in the cafeteria? Do you want to be together?" Hai Qiong, who was sitting at the front table, dragged the other two girls and chased him up.

    The gentle-faced boy refused politely at all: "No, I'm relatively shy and don't want to be at the same table with girls."

    Everyone around didn't expect that this guy would answer like this!

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