I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Shen Liyao stared at Zhao Mingxi and picked Fu Yangxi coriander.

Previously, it was reported from the international class that Zhao Mingxi gave Fu Yangxi desserts every day, but he still didn't believe it at all. Until now, seeing is believing.

His fingers gradually clenched, and his heart seemed to boil a big pot of oil, anxious and tormented.

Even he himself didn't know why he saw this scene, he felt like a thorn stuck in his eyes, which was very dazzling.

He didn't think Zhao Mingxi really liked Fu Yangxi.

She was still angry, angry with her family, and angry with him.

Otherwise, she didn't have to deliberately pick coriander for Fu Yangxi in front of him.

She did it on purpose.

But it is almost impossible for her to expect him to find her again. It has been found once, there will be no second time.

His pride does not allow it.

Shen Liyao calmed down and decided to let Zhao Mingxi calm down for a while, and when her own awkwardness eased, everything would be back on track.

He lowered his eyes and didn't look any more to avoid disturbing himself. Picking up his schoolbag, he walked out of the library quickly.

When the night breeze came, Shen Liyao still held the key area of ​​the Hundred Schools League that he had drawn in his right hand. He walked to the trash can, crumpled the paper into a ball to throw away, but his fingers paused and were still wrinkled. The eyebrow opens the paper.

He walked to the workbench at the door, folded the key area in two stacks, put it into a book, and handed it to the librarian: "Hello, please help me transfer it to a student in an international class."

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Fu Yangxi leaned on the chair with her arm in her arms, staring at Shen Liyao with gaze.

It was not until Shen Liyao walked out of the library that he took his gaze back with a sword.

He tilted his head, glanced to the left, and glanced at the small mask sitting next to him.

Mingxi is picking coriander diligently.

Fu Yangxi stared at her for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "Then who, your friend?"

Mingxi followed his line of sight and looked at the door, and realized that he was talking about Shen Liyao after reacting.

Mingxi paused and said, "I think so."

"The relationship is good, right." Fu Yangxi pretended to be careless, trying not to show any jealousy: "I think he keeps looking at you, do you have anything to say?"

"General." Mingxi said. Now she saw Shen Liyao and took a detour, isn't it normal.

So she added another sentence: "It's just knowing."

After talking about Mingxi, she didn’t feel right. She has been transferred to the international class for almost two weeks. This second generation ancestor either drove her away or ran her all day long. Today, giving charcoal in the snow can be interpreted as a gift in return, but why suddenly he asked her about the gold medal class. coming?

This answer was a bit perfunctory. Fu Yangxi glanced at Shen Liyao's back and asked, "Is his grades very good looking at five people and six people?"

Mingxi: "What's the matter?" Suddenly asked what the grade was doing?

Mingxi understood that although she thought she had a good grade, she still has a big gap with Shen Liyao.

Fu Yangxi wants to change someone to do homework?

"Fu Shao, don't think about it anymore." Mingxi put down his chopsticks immediately and worked hard to ambulance himself: "You can honestly let me write for you. I will also imitate the handwriting. No one but me writes so patiently, you Why bother to go near and farther?"

Fu Yangxi was taken aback, and then reacted.

Jealous! What the **** is not being jealous? !

Did he say something? Why does she even care about doing homework? !

Fu Yangxi tried his best to hold back the gradually rising corners of her mouth. Seeing that Zhao Mingxi was still looking at him, he hurriedly reduced his expression, pulled him two to eight hundred thousand, and waved his hand impatiently: "Let's do it, don't let others write."

Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Yangxi's ears turned red with shame.

Ke Chengwen looked at Mingxi's eyes, and he couldn't express his words.

Mingxi is serious about what she does, and the simple and trivial matter of picking coriander is no exception. Fu Yangxi supported her head and watched her carefully, her eyelashes full of light.

"Okay." After Mingxi handed him the chopsticks, he recovered.

Fu Yangxi took the chopsticks, feeling happy, especially appetite, and started to eat rice.

He ate very quickly, full of vigor and vigor, but very quiet.

Mingxi also happily went to see his potted plants, and three more young shoots grew, and the distance was almost 500. Fu Yangxi is really a good person.

The good man Fu Yangxi was eating, and the phone suddenly vibrated when she put it aside. He took it with one hand and opened the screen with one hand to see that it was a WeChat message from Jiang Xiuqiu.

But before he clicked it to see what Jiang Xiuqiu had sent, he remembered one thing-did Zhao Mingxi not send him a message today?

Zhao Mingxi can't beat desserts every day + three WeChat messages + write homework for him.

He didn't receive WeChat suddenly today, and he was not used to it.

"Your phone broke today?" Fu Yangxi pretended to ask casually.

Mingxi sat beside and wrote the question: "No."

——Then why don’t you send me a message? Fu Yangxi couldn't ask this question.

He continued to snort nonchalantly: "Oh, thank goodness, you finally stopped sending messages to harass me."

"Didn't you block me?" Mingxi was surprised.

"Of course it is blocked." Fu Yangxi said: "I can't understand what you post every day. Why don't you block it?"

Mingxi: "Oh."

Just shield it.

She was a little busy these two days, and she forgot about it. As soon as Fu Yangxi said it, she remembered it.

Now I send WeChat every day, I can't save many young plants, but it's better than nothing.

And Mingxi analysis, it is best not to interrupt, in case this thing, like qq, has a setting of rewarding a huge wheel for how many consecutive days it is posted?

She immediately took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat in front of Fu Yangxi, and sent three emoticons to Fu Yangxi.

Fu Yangxi glanced at the side: "..."

what's the situation? She is so perfunctory!

Was she also perfunctory when she sent WeChat every day?

Fu Yangxi thought she had to ponder for a long time before sending WeChat to people she liked.

Fu Yangxi's brain almost crashed. He really doesn't understand girls.

The phone vibrated, and another Jiang Xiuqiu's WeChat message came over. Fu Yangxi opened her eyes and said, "You swipe my card, what the **** are you buying? People who don't know think I have a transvestite!"

"Tsk." Fu Yangxi replied with one hand: "Fu Zhiyi recently returned to China and was brought to my grandfather by my mother. It was an eventful period. I didn't use my own card. When I went back to school, you bought a fishing rod and swiped it back with my card. "

Jiang Xiuqiu was satisfied, and spoke a lot more mildly: "No, are you chasing someone or someone chasing you? You are almost losing yourself."

Fu Yangxi replied indifferently: "What is she afraid of, she doesn't want my money."

After a pause, he slapped a lot of pasts braggingly: "The last time she gave her money, she bought all the gifts for me, I don't know you. :

...

"What if you put a long line to catch a big fish?"

"Not to map your money, but to the rich family of Fu."

"After all, she doesn't know that you still have a big brother. After your big brother passed away, your mother babbled to raise Fu Zhiyi as your big brother, and tried her best to persuade the old man to share the shares to Fu Zhiyi. People outside didn't know about Fu's situation. I thought you were the only heir, and Fu Zhiyi was just your cousin."

"If suppose--I mean hypothesis--"

"Fu Zhiyi is the one who inherits all the family property."

"Will she approach you or will she approach Fu Zhiyi?"

Jiang Xiuqiu didn't make a joke this time, his tone was serious.

Although the words are ugly, he is the only one who grew up with Fu Yangxi, so he must say this.

At their level, I have seen too many such things. Of course, he has to admit that most people don't have the concentration of transfer students that Fu Yangxi said--not even 100,000 yuan.

"It's the same sentence, since I was young, I have never seen you chasing you because of you. You have such a bad personality."

Fu Yangxi's mentality collapsed: "...You're **** looking for death, aren't you going to say this several times?"

Jiang Xiuqiu ignored him and continued to send it: "So, why is this girl special now?"

Fu Yangxi stared at the bunch of Jiang Xiuqiu crackling over on the screen.

Look again this time, the mentality is completely different from last time.

Last time, he was curious and teasing about the transfer student, and it didn't matter if he listened to Jiang Xiuqiu's words. The transfer student was approaching him because of something else, so he just waved her bye bye.

But this time, these words became dazzling.

Fu Yangxi's heart unexpectedly developed a kind of fear.

For a long while.

"Impossible." Fu Yangxi didn't know whether to tell Jiang Xiuqiu or to listen to herself, so she sent a message: "You will be sour, and you will be black when you say this. :D"

But after sending it out, Fu Yangxi's good mood was gone.

He subconsciously looked at Zhao Mingxi.

Zhao Mingxi is still writing the test papers quietly. She is very white, like a piece of jade when she is quiet, making people feel calm.

Her black mid-length hair was tied into a ponytail today, revealing her white neck.

Fu Yangxi noticed that there was a red string hanging around her neck. It seemed that there was a piece of jade of average texture hanging—not like the ornaments worn by girls who wear earrings and exaggerated necklaces at the age of 17 or 18, but like small towns. The person, flowing with a feeling of summer camphor blowing under the wind.

She was bitten by bugs, and a bottle of toilet water was pressed on the table, so that she also had this faint fragrance on her body.

Fu Yangxi couldn't help pulling her trouser legs, revealing her ankles, wanting mosquitoes to bite herself.

But he is not the blood type that recruits mosquitoes.

Mingxi noticed Fu Yangxi's gaze, and the pen tip didn't stop, turned his head and glanced at him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yangxi quickly retracted her gaze as if caught in a bag, and stretched carelessly, and packed up the take-out boxes in threes and twos: "It's over, it's almost ten o'clock, when will you go back to the dormitory?"

After speaking, he glanced at Ke Chengwen.

Ke Chengwen instantly realized: "Ah, these things are too heavy, we are boys anyhow, let's help you move them back."

Fu Yangxi frowned, and looked very reluctant: "All right, then do me a favor."

While speaking, he casually tossed the phone aside regardless of importance.

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Fu Yangxi's phone screen was on.

Staying on the WeChat sent by Jiang Xiuqiu, he deleted a few other sentences and his reply, leaving only the sentence "Fu Zhiyi is the one who inherits all the family property".

He raised his eyes lightly and went to look at Zhao Mingxi.

"Let's go back now." Zhao Mingxi stood up to pack her things. As soon as she stood up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Fu Yangxi's WeChat conversation page.

Mingxi was stunned for a moment, everyone was stupid.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yangxi didn't seem to notice that the phone was still on.

Mingxi quickly looked away: "It's nothing."

But I was shocked in my mind--

What kind of breaking news did she accidentally see? !

It turns out that Fu Yangxi sent a message to others with a serious expression just now. Is this just talking about this? !

Mingxi originally planned to wait for Fu Zhiyi and Jiang Xiuqiu to come to the school, and actively nuzzle them.

But it seemed that Fu Zhiyi couldn't get close, and there was no need to offend Fu Yangxi this 6% for a two percent.

——As for family property or something, it has nothing to do with her, and these rich and young people will not divide her a dime.

Qiangtou Cao Mingxi made a choice instantly.

In the future, you can avoid Fu Zhiyi as far as you can, lest Fu Yangxi, the biggest benefactor, sees her unpleasantly and won't rub her.

"Then go."

Mingxi suddenly caught a glimpse of the back of Fu Yangxi's left hand, as if he didn't know what was being scratched. Only then did he keep pulling his sleeve to cover his hand, but she didn't even see it. At this time, the wound was exposed because of the packing of the take-out box.

Perhaps because Fu Yangxi's skin was exceptionally fair, the red blood on the wound seemed a bit deep.

"Wait for me, I have something to do." Mingxi said quickly.

The small light bulbs on the calculator on her head were all lit up. She went to buy band-aids for the prince. How many young shoots would be added?

After speaking, she grabbed her schoolbag and hurried out of the library.

The convenience store in front of the school is a bit far away, but ten minutes should be enough.

"What's wrong with her?" Ke Chengwen looked at Mingxi's back, feeling puzzled.

"..."

Fu Yangxi took the phone back, her expression ugly.

"We're waiting." Fu Yangxi pulled the chair and sat down again, but this time she sat down with low air pressure.

As time passed, Ke Chengwen felt that he became more and more depressed.

After waiting for not knowing how long, Ke Chengwen couldn't help but looked at his watch: "Brother Xi, she won't be embarrassed to ask for this bunch of things, let's find an excuse to slip away first."

Fu Yangxi said it was true that he slipped first, but not because of this bunch of things.

He grabbed the phone and stood up irritably, putting on his jacket casually, his face could be twisted out of water, and he was a bit sad.

"Forget it, let's go."

He had thought that Zhao Mingxi might not be able to help temptation, and after seeing this news, his attitude towards him might undergo subtle changes. He is mentally prepared. But never expected that she would be so direct and slip away directly? ! This is too decisive!

What should he say, she deserves it? !

Not figure his money.

Oh, it turns out that waiting at the back, like many people, is to figure out his identity as heir to his estate.

Fu Yangxi was far more uncomfortable than when she thought she was trying to make money last time, as if she was stabbed.

He shouldn't be tempted. At the moment when she ran towards him at first, he should hold her back collar and throw her out.

Fu Yangxi and Ke Chengwen walked out of the library.

Fu Yangxi threw the take-out box into the trash can with a bang.

Ke Chengwen pushed the suitcase and asked: "Are you going home tonight?"

Fu Yangxi ignored him and walked down the steps with her head down.

Ke Chengwen didn't know what happened just for a while, so he had to follow.

But Fu Yangxi walked down step by step, her eyes suddenly stopped, and her footsteps suddenly stopped. Zhao Mingxi was running up step by step.

Run towards him.

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The library in Middle A is built very high with about fifty or sixty steps. In the cool night, there is no light around, only the snack street outside the school in the distance is brightly lit, like a milky way pouring down.

Zhao Mingxi was carrying her old schoolbag and facing the Milky Way with her smooth forehead oozing sweat.

The footsteps she ran were quick, and there was a gentle rhythmic sound of schoolbags patted behind her.

Fu Yangxi's heart was pounding.

Mingxi ran up to him and gave him and Ke Chengwen a strange look: "Don't you let you wait for me?"

Can't wait for ten minutes?

Fu Yangxi's brain was blank, her voice was a little dumb, and she stammered: "...I thought you weren't coming back."

"Go and buy something, come here." Ming Xi dragged him to the flower bed at the corner of the steps.

For some reason, Fu Yangxi seemed to be withdrawn from the state of the demon king at this moment, looking down at her, following her footsteps, obediently being dragged into the corner by her.

Mingxi took out the things he bought from his schoolbag. It was a bottle of iodine, a pack of cotton swabs, and a piece of gauze that was directly pasted.

"Your wound is a bit long, and the band-aid is a little smaller. This gauze is made of pure cotton. You will use it. It is better than your inflammation. I didn't even see it at night. You still kept your hands in your sleeves. It's more prone to inflammation."

Mingxi handed it over: "You can deal with it here before going home."

"..."

Fu Yangxi looked down at her, her throat moved. Does not reach out to catch it.

"What's the matter with you?" Mingxi raised his hand and waved before his eyes.

Fu Yangxi could not describe how she felt at this time. He couldn't make any extra expressions on his face-it was just a blank fragility and softness.

He thought she didn't plan to approach him after reading the message. He thought that maybe Jiang Xiuqiu was right. Since she wasn't for money, she was fishing for big fish with a long line for something else.

But it doesn't seem to be the case, at least, she is not for the two.

It was the first time someone liked him so seriously and treated him so fully. Fu Yangxi's ear roots were no longer red, but an unusually serious mood appeared. The heart beats very fast.

"Fu Yangxi?" Mingxi called his name.

Fu Yangxi came back to her senses as if she was awakened.

Yes, that's right.

Test, he test a fart.

Jiang Xiuqiu was just jealous.

Zhao Mingxi is the one who likes him Fu Yangxi!

Fu Yangxi raised her eyebrows and took a close look at Mingxi, first raised her eyebrows and smiled, then smiled but not smiled, and finally became too happy.

Mingxi:? ? ? Intermittent neuropathy?

Fu Yangxi had a clear expression, licking her back teeth, her **** arrogantly: "Oh, so you just rushed to buy this for me?"

The word ‘for me’ was accented by him.

Mingxi was so sleepy and didn't want to talk nonsense with him. Seeing that he bought iodine and came back, but if he didn't apply it to his hands, the shoots would not grow.

She didn't care about the situation, unscrewed the iodine, took apart the cotton swab, and pulled his hand over.

"You woman, what are you doing?" Fu Yangxi was shocked, retracted her hand, blushing and pulling her torn loose jacket, and glanced around: "I pulled it here."

"Apply medicine." Mingxi said: "Don't paint and pull it down."

"It's up to you--" Fu Yangxi still whispered.

Ming Xi directly pressed the cotton swab into his hand blankly.

Fu Yangxi suddenly screamed out in pain, "Tap, tap!"

Mingxi held his hand, put a soft force, and applied the cold medicinal wine little by little.

Fu Yangxi licked her lips and couldn't help laughing as she watched her gentle movements.

The wound on the back of Fu Yangxi's left hand was deep and it looked like it had been cut by glass. But breaking the cup is most likely to cut the palm of your hand or your fingers. How can you cut the back of your hand?

When Mingxi first transferred to the international class, he thought he was an arrogant school bully, and was a little afraid of him. But now Mingxi felt that he didn't seem to be as bad as he showed, so he was not so afraid of him.

Mingxi didn't ask him how the wound came, after all, everyone has things they don't want others to know.

It was like someone asked why Mingxi came to the bustling city from a backward northern town at the age of fifteen, and why Zhao Zhanhuai only picked Zhao Yuan but not her, and she didn't want to answer.

She just treated the wound for him without asking anything.

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The two were very close, and Fu Yangxi leaned over. Mingxi handled it well, and when he raised his head, he almost touched Fu Yangxi's face. This person has a very handsome and superior face, a beautiful Adam's apple, full of young men's hormones.

Mingxi lost his mind and took a step back: "It's late, I have to go back."

Fu Yangxi: "Good."

Ke Chengwen squatted aside to be a light bulb, and he followed when Fu Yangxi and Mingxi walked downstairs to the dormitory.

The two sent Mingxi downstairs to make the aunty accommodating, and the two carried the box up.

Mingxi sent them down again.

Fu Yangxi put her hands in her pockets, full of spirits, and just about to make some nonsense such as "Little masks, look at a big handsome guy and a not-so-handsome guy to send you back to the dormitory tonight, are you very happy?" Zhao Mingxi covered it. Ear ran upstairs.

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Ke Chengwen smiled very facelessly: "Hahaha."

But Fu Yangxi was in a good mood and didn't care about him.

He called Jiang Xiuqiu bravely on the phone: "If you say something like that in the future, you will turn your face."

Jiang Xiuqiu still couldn't help asking: "But she didn't plan for money, and she didn't plan for Fu, what did she plan for?"

Fu Yangxi touched the gauze on the back of her hand and tried her best to hold a shy smile, finally making a final decision.

"Picture me."

Jiang Xiuqiu: "..."

Ke Chengwen: "..."

Fu Yangxi has decided. Since he has determined that she is the person who likes him and sincerely likes him, then he has to do her best.