I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck💗我就想蹭你的气运💗

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Chapter 30:
"..."

Fu Yangxi suddenly pulled on such a **** in English, and instantly pulled Mingxi back from the fantasy world.

He Yang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said to Ke Chengwen: "Are you all in the international class so sick?"

Ke Chengwen took advantage of Fu Yangxi's time to clean him up, and covered his mouth and whispered to He Yang: "It's true that I am the most normal, and I'm still a class grass."

He Yang: "..."

Forget it, she shouldn't expect anything.

There is no normal person.

Mingxi returned from the state of falling into a dream, got out of the car, and couldn't help holding his breath.

She looked at all the familiar but unfamiliar things in front of her, her adrenal hormones secreted very quickly, and her heart throbbed and thumped.

She looked at everyone and couldn't help asking: "Why are we here?"

Ke Chengwen said: "You don't have a parking apron in your town, so the plane drove to the city center first, and then Brother Xi packed two cars. We drove on the mud road for four hours before we got here."

Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi.

It is difficult for her to describe how she felt at this time. It was like the coldest time when someone brought a charcoal fire and gathered clothes for her to tell her everything went well.

...

There is something in the throat that is churn, Mingxi wants to say something, but feels that it is too strange to say thank you at this time.

Fu Yangxi, with a sharp and sloppy breath of vitality, was as enthusiastically as a group of red, and he could be recognized at a glance in the crowd.

If Mingxi used to approach him purely for luck, now he is a very important person to Mingxi even if he doesn't have luck.

Very important. Mingxi quietly made this decision in his heart.

Being stared at by Zhao Mingxi, Fu Yangxi's face suddenly became hot.

"Ah, there is nothing difficult in the world, I'm afraid of the rich." Fu Yangxi tried her best to calmly, stroked her hair backwards with one hand, triumphantly, with a cool expression of "a piece of cake, I'm just doing it, you don't have to be too moved" Drag.

He took Zhao Mingxi's schoolbag out of the car with one hand.

As soon as I finished being proud, I heard Ke Chengwen complain suddenly: "I said, Brother Xi, you are really making up your mind. It wasn't a good day, but it happened that you ran in the middle of the night last night! Just after a rain, there was mud everywhere. , I almost fell apart. And Zhao Mingxi, how many catties are you? Brother Xi said that you are too heavy and we can't move it, so we have to—"

Fu Yangxi's ear roots turned red all of a sudden, and roughly interrupted him: "You talk a lot, don't you? Would you like to sign up for the one-million-word contest for an hour?"

Ke Chengwen: "..."

He Yang asked in surprise: "Is there really this game?"

Mingxi couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, go in, the wind is so strong here." Fu Yangxi glanced at Zhao Mingxi's white earlobe and urged.

Mingxi nodded, took a deep breath, was mentally prepared, and walked towards the dilapidated courtyard deep in the alley.