Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 62 Wrestling
Xia Xingxing kicked away the thermos bottle on the ground, and the brown sugar water inside spilled all over the floor.

"This isn't what Meng Xiaowei said, is it? How is it possible to give brown sugar water to boys? Let's go first."

"Go? Do you want to leave without apologizing?" An Qianyin turned her head, her voice showing a trace of weakness.

"I'm sorry, we didn't do it on purpose." Xia Xingxing didn't apologize at all, and read a few words dryly like a machine. Even though it was an oolong, she didn't think she was at fault.

"Then what should you do if you said you messed up? You can't just go through it so simply. You have to show that you really did something wrong."

An Qianyin smiled with one corner of her mouth curled up, her entire face looked paler in the sun, coupled with the maliciousness in her smile, it felt a little scary.

"Wouldn't it be better if you go soak it yourself? You are too stingy."

"Yeah, we'll have class later, but we're not as leisurely as you. Let's go, we've already apologized." Fang Zhirao pulled Xia Xingxing away after speaking, but just kicked her in the water Still so entangled.

How could it be possible to have that kind of sincere apology.

Just swallow it like Meng Xiaowei did.

"Hey, walk slowly, be careful not to fall."

Xia Xingxing turned around suspiciously, did this person have some brain problems? Why did she still care about herself?But soon, she knew why in the next second.

The thermos that rolled over on the ground happened to roll under her feet when she turned around. When she stepped on it, she fell to the ground without any suspense, and even her good friends were pulled down by her and fell to the ground.

Most of the people nearby laughed.

It was the first time they were so embarrassing in front of others, making a fool of themselves in front of everyone, and they originally wanted to teach her that she didn't know good from bad.

As a result, the teacher yelled at the other end and told them to hurry over, so they had no choice but to rush over to class.

In the past, Xia Xingxing was the first to look for Meng Xiaowei, and vented her anger on her, "That's not your thermos! Seeing me make a fool of yourself, you must be so happy that you're dying."

"I didn't..." Meng Xiaowei's voice became smaller and smaller, she raised her head with her mouth pursed and casually glanced at the physical education teacher, then quickly lowered her head.

Poor no.

"Hey! It's class, what are you talking about, hurry up and stand up!"

The physical education teacher yelled, Xia Xingxing immediately shut up, and Fang Zhirao didn't dare to speak.

They didn't notice Meng Xiaowei's little movement of raising her head, because she always liked to keep her head down, so they didn't think it was strange.

Although she didn't have to go to class because her stomach was uncomfortable, the teacher didn't say that she could leave the playground, so An Qianyin sat on the ground and basked in the sun.

There is no winter in Yundu City, so it is almost November and the weather is still a bit hot.

An Qianyin was a little dizzy from the sun, and after explaining to the teacher, the teacher saw that she looked very bad and asked her to leave early.

She picked up the dirty thermos cup that was stepped on and threw it into the trash can in disgust, but because there was sugar water on it, a lot of dirty things got on her hands.

It was so sticky that she was not used to it, so she went to the bathroom to wash her hands. People along the way were staring at her with different expressions, and some people couldn't help laughing out a few times.

An Qianyin frowned, but she didn't know why everyone was so weird.

She quickened her pace, and after washing her hands, she hurried to Nan Caijie's class with her economics textbook.

The people on the road still had that strange gaze, which made An Qianyin a little upset.

When she walked into the classroom, someone suddenly grabbed her slender wrist.

The temperature of those hands was somewhat familiar, she turned her head, her face was pale.

Nan Caijie put a coat on her.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, his face was still indifferent, and his speech was not warm, but it made people feel a little warm.

"Go back, I won't remember you this time."

(End of this chapter)