My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

[Qianshan: Who started first]

How could anyone sue the wicked first!

[Cat Nanbei: I don't know which dog stole chicken like this last time with spelling]

"…"

It seems that there is indeed such a thing.

Last week, I spelled words on the bus early last week, and we agreed to code words together. As a result, when he came back from his homework, he didn't write a single word.

What do you do when you open a room without coding?

Are you posing?

So he quickly sent a screenshot to ridicule.

However, it is not good to have zero words when mocking yourself.

So he withdrew his picture, took a while to increase his word count to 100 words, and then lost another screenshot.

But it was unexpected.

Mao Nanbei is a very evil person. It feels like she has been staring at the QQ message pop-up window, and she has seen all the pictures that have only been sent for 30 seconds.

Therefore, the so-called 'stealing chicken' was remembered by her.

It is estimated that today's appearance is her 'revenge'.

What a vengeance!

Thinking of the small note on revenge that Mo Nanbei read aloud when he went home today, Li Ziqian suddenly felt some panic towards female creatures.

However, panic returns to panic, and line to line.

At this time, this cavity is definitely not connected.

How can anyone admit that they are dogs!

As the old lane king, he decided to skip this topic, cut in from a new angle and go back.

[Qianshan: No, no, no.]

[Qianshan: Wouldn’t someone start turning over old accounts if they couldn’t spell it? 】

[Cat North and South: Nima's]

[Mao Nanbei: Today, I have broken this room]

[Qianshan: No, no, no]

[Qianshan: No one thinks they have a hand when they break a 4k house, right? 】

[Cat North and South: ? 】

[Cat Nanbei: What? Jump out of the car and open a big house? 】

[Qianshan: Sorry for being busy with studies]

[Mao Nanbei: Then what about your mother! 】

[Qianshan: ? Anxious? 】

[Cat North and South: ? ? ? ? 】

[Mao Nanbei: Are you special? ? ? 】

[Cat North and South: Grass]

[Mao Nanbei: Master has gone to code words]

Then, in the spelling room, the number of code words in Mao Nan Bei soared rapidly, as if the resentment that had been lost in the previous bickering was vented on the code words.

Ha ha ha ha.

Li Ziqian's mood suddenly burst into joy.

This is nothing compared to the joy of winning the game!

In the end, it was Mo Nanbei who broke the room, and the title of Code Ziji was not given for nothing.

Even if Li Ziqian holds a fine outline in his hand, he has never written about this female Cthulhu.

[Cat Nanbei: Weak! 】

Sure enough, when Li Ziqian finished typing another line, he received a message reminder.

underdog?

Although he really lost in spelling, how could anyone admit that they are weak?

It's definitely going back!

Since the two of them have been spelling words continuously for a while, from the point of view of netizens, they are already relatively familiar, so he thought for a few seconds and then typed a few words indifferently.

[Qianshan: You code words fast, but you didn't recommend it]

[Cat North and South: ? ? ? ? 】

[Li Ziqian: You did not recommend]

[Cat North and South: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

People are also stunned, and today's 4,000 words have also been written.

Li Ziqian, who had nothing to do, decided to make full use of his time, played a few games and painstakingly spelled it out in the game matching stage.

I didn't continue to reply to Mao Bei's news, so I just switched to the alliance client.

The night until before twelve o'clock was very meaningful and fulfilling.

The next day, March 2.

As a high school sophomore, sleeping until six o'clock on a weekday is a coveted luxury.

Since it is a luxury, for Li Ziqian, a second-year high school student on a work-study program, it is impossible for him to "sleep until six o'clock on weekdays" in his life.

He wakes up at 5:40 every day.

The advantage of not living in a dormitory is that you can leave the quilt unfolded after getting up, and you can leave the house unpacked, and you can just take yourself out after washing up.

Taking into account the timeliness of breakfast, Li Ziqian basically does not cook at home.

Unless I ordered a delicious supper that night, and I haven't finished it yet, I might consider a wave of return to the pot and two creations.

Today is still a day to ask myself soul questions after getting up and packing up.

People, after living for a long time, will always encounter several problems in life.

In Li Ziqian's view, there is no question more than 'what to eat? ' It's an even more puzzling question.

"Or... eat buns this morning?"

also.

ten minutes later.

Li Ziqian, who came to the Baozipu, fell silent.

Why is this guy in a sports jacket in front of him so familiar!

Why is she here too!

This is the complete opposite of the school!

In order to eat this breakfast, he deliberately went out ten minutes earlier than usual!

Can this even happen? ? ?

Outrageous **** opened the door to outrageous, outrageous home!

Li Ziqian's 'luck' was relatively good, and when he arrived, he happened to have buns.

After buying a few buns and adding a cup of hot soy milk, Li Ziqian walked aside and scanned the code to pay.

Just as he was making the payment, he glanced at Mo Nanbei with a corner of his eye, and saw that she was standing in the 'filling area' with a serious face, adding sugar to her soy milk.

One spoon, two spoons, three spoons…

No, why doesn't she stop? ? ?

Is this soy milk or sugar?

Outrageous!

Turning to look at Mo Nanbei who was still adding sugar to the soy milk, Li Ziqian took a deep breath and chose to leave this terrifying place of right and wrong.

Li Ziqian is used to having breakfast on the bus.

After all, if you enter the school gate with steamed buns and soy milk, I am afraid that your legs will be broken by the dean who is waiting at the school gate.

After shopping, Li Ziqian turned around and walked to the station, waiting for the bus while eating.

And Mo Nanbei seems to have the same idea.

Although there were not many people this morning, the bus was also full of people who went to buy food, and there were no seats.

Li Ziqian casually found a place to lean on and eat breakfast.

Perhaps because his area was relatively spacious, Mo Nanbei also came over.

It was early, there were not many cars on the road, and the driver seemed to be very happy and upbeat.

Step on the accelerator one foot at a time, it's a pleasure to do it.

But the happiness belongs to the master, and the pain is the person in the car.

Dangling, and finally at a big turn, Mo Nanbei fell to the side because he was eating and didn't stop.

"what!!"

Mo Nanbei bumped into Li Ziqian head-on.

At this moment, Li Ziqian seemed to understand why he had always liked to eat buns for breakfast.

The half bun held by his left hand suddenly resonated with the touch on his chest.