On the special skills of getting to the same table

It's strange, but according to the current situation, it's his duty to take care of Wen Jin. Just like before, he directly hugged Princess Ren and carried her to the dinner table.

The marble tabletop was cool, and the alley wind blowing in from the window dissipated the heat wave in the living room.

The cool wind is like a sultry child, although it is cool, it adds two blushes to Wen Jin's face.

"Thank you." Taking the chopsticks from Wei Shengxun's hand, he raised his eyes and bowed his eyes and said thanks, "School will start in two weeks, what will you do with the military training then?"

Zhiyuan Middle School is no different from other schools, moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor, it is all-round development, even if you are essentially a garlic tree, then Zhiyuan Middle School has to ensure that you look like a narcissus after you pass the college entrance examination.

Therefore, this military training is naturally indispensable, that is, the days of military training are not long. Wen Jin broke his leg, so this military training is definitely unnecessary, but Wei Shengxun is different. It is impossible for someone who can be someone else's nanny It's the kind that can find a reason to skip military training.

"Misdiagnosis, asthma." Wei Shengxun walked to Wen Jin and sat down, brushed the porridge aside with chopsticks, and swallowed it with dried vegetables and fried bitter gourd.

"What kind of reason is this for skipping training? Let an asthmatic take care of a broken leg? I want to know what my dad was thinking at the time." Wen Jin paused with his chopsticks, and just stared at Wei Wei like that. Sheng Xun, the embarrassment just now was gone.

Even if it's to fool people, there's no need to fool them like this, the people who eat melons have sharp eyes, you really think others are blind.

"Replace a benign tumor?" His voice was as dull as a cello, deep in his heart, Wei Shengxun proposed the second plan of Wen Jin's father, Wen Hua, the one with asthma, he had already picked the most normal one out of a bunch of reasons .

"Benign tumors can't do strenuous exercise. You're worse than asthma, not as good as the one just now." Wen Jin compared these two methods, and he really had nothing to say to his father in his heart. He might be doing business in recent years. It's a little hypoxic, which makes it a little silly.

"Ugh~ what are you doing?" Wen Jin swallowed the green beans in her mouth in some confusion, and looked up at the shadow cast by Wei Shengxun's body.

"Asthma, it's cold." Wei Shengxun was afraid that Wen Jin would keep chattering, so he got up and half-supported the table and leaned forward. Using another pair of chopsticks, he picked up a small piece of green beans and stuffed them into Wen Jin's mouth, blocking Wen Jin's mouth. Jin's mouth.

After all, they are all boys, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Wen Jin reasoned with Wei Shengxun's words, it should be the reason for choosing asthma, and it's time to drink porridge when the dishes are cold.I picked up a small piece of green beans and sent it to my mouth. Sure enough, even a good-looking person who eats a green bean reveals a handsome look.

Half of the porridge in the bowl was gone. Seeing the person opposite who had finished eating and got up, Wen Jin asked, "Wei Shengxun, can you not spare your words like gold? I have known you for more than an hour. What you said, Each sentence should not exceed ten characters, aren't you bored?"

"Not boring." Wei Shengxun answered Wen Jin's question.

Wen Jin knew that Wei Shengxun had answered two questions, the answer was not not boring, but yes, no, boring. The word "no" answers the former question, and the word "boring" answers the latter question.

Wen Jin: I know it's boring, but I cherish words like gold all day long.

In order not to be so boring for himself, Wen Dashen tried to get Wei Shengxun to say a few more words every day.Later, success was success, but he lost himself, and Weisheng became a "gong", so he naturally became a generation of gods of learning.

"Student Weisheng, give me a hug." Wen Jin really thought of it, did it, and started flirting as soon as he said it, ah bah, it means chatting as soon as he said it.