After taking the class for an afternoon, my ancestors were exhausted!

Xi Zuer walked out a little dejectedly, and suddenly forgave these crooked children.

Going to school is too difficult.

Just not moving on the bench for a few hours is very fatal.

Let’s talk about those textbooks, it’s okay to talk nonsense about history and Chinese, but what the hell is physics and chemistry?

Who says that the laws of the universe are Newton's first law?

Who says that humans are made of chemical molecules?

As for the soul, why doesn’t there be a teacher? What about the most important thing in life is the soul?

Alas, when I was sitting in a well and watching the sky, I thought I had seen a whole universe.

Isn’t it good to teach these little kids to practice their routines and breathe seriously, meditate and observe their souls, and practice their integrity?

Xi Zuer felt very sad.

The little crow quickly offered what his ancestors needed most: "Ancestor, the pen you want."

Bo Gucheng's close-fitting shirt pocket, a parker pen on his face.

It followed the order and came over.

Xi Zuer's eyes were slightly bright, but it was soon destroyed.

"This thing is not very good," she said, "the material is too poor, and the aura cannot be retained, and the smell will soon dissipate."

The limited edition collector's edition of Parker pen worth eight million was crying: "...Ancestor!"

The little crow didn't do it well, and he felt very guilty: "Ancestor, why don't you cook the little gold gold..."

I can barely have enough food, oh.

Xi Zuer suddenly interrupted it: "Listen."

Little Crow: "What?"

Xi Zuer's lips raised slightly: "He's here."

Little Crow: "Ha?"

Da da da da da da da da da.

The sound of the man tapping the steering wheel with his long fingers clearly sounded in her ears.

Xi Zuer's eyes were drawn to the purple spruce that was far away across the campus: "You go and find out, what else can he bring back."

The little crow finally understood: "Yes!"

That beautiful boy and kid!

The aura that ancestors like!

The little crow flew away, and soon, he came back with a long thing in his arms. In the sun, the warm light flashed with a flash of light.

Xi Zuer smiled sweetly: "It's very good."

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After Bai Fei delivered something to his relatives and children, he saw Bo Gucheng's expression after waiting for a long time, and quickly apologized.

He also called the doctor from the school hospital and treated Bo Gucheng the cracked wound on the spot.

No anesthetics are allowed anyway.

Bo Gucheng tapped the steering wheel casually without even snorting.

On the contrary, the doctor who treated the wound was sweating all over his head and his legs were weak.

This kind of injury is probably a wheelchair when it comes to ordinary people. This man is really hard!

Bai Fei also sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Master Bo, if I were a little girl, I would be willing to agree to you. At least after this surgery, your spine will be straightened... The waist strength is really good."

The word "Bo Gucheng" is not mentioned.

Chen Long couldn't help but say, "Young Master Bai, you are a man." Please, please blow your rainbow farts well, you are not a delicate little girl, who cares about you?

Bai Fei said seriously: "Men admire it too. Which man doesn't want to have a male dog's waist?"

But after only two seconds of seriousness, he suddenly laughed and pointed at Bo Gucheng: "Grandpa, your waist...hahahaha!"

Chen Long: "..." Mr. Bai, you are afraid you don't want to live anymore.

At that time, Bo Gucheng had just finished the medicine and was getting up to tidy up his shirt.

Who knows.

As soon as I raised my legs, my waist sank two inches!

If Bo Gucheng's mermaid line was not strong enough to be able to hang on his waist, he would probably have been exposed in broad daylight.
Chapter completed!