In fact, Jiang Mo was just stubborn, and he didn't believe it if he really didn't want to.
But the mouth can't lose.
The nickname "Aojiao Mo" did not come for nothing.
"I'm coming over now," Luo Nanqiu said, holding on to the railing.
"No. Don't move there."
Luo Nanqiu: "?"
Jiang Mo: "By the way, take good care of the cat."
Luo Nanqiu: "What do you mean?"
"The two clean up together."
Luo Nan Qiuxin said it was not good.
It seems to be playing big.
In the end, Jiang Tiedan was punished by being without food for a day.
And Luo Nanqiu... got a bunch of papers.
"Anyway, you have finished studying abroad now, so you have to continue to devote yourself to high school." Jiang Mo nodded, "I'll find you a feeling, come on, I'll give you a try with these ten sets of math papers first."
Luo Nanqiu looked at the pile of test papers in front of him, and her mood was very complicated.
One of them was already half written, so it could be seen that these papers were originally being brushed by Jiang Mo himself, and it was very likely that the teacher had arranged them.
Then there is only one truth left - his Jiang classmate wants to be lazy.
Luo Nanqiu turned the pen in his hand and said to himself, Then I have become a tool person?
He raised his head slightly and caught a glimpse of the faint dark circles around Jiang Mo's beautiful eyes.
Forget it, tool people are tool people.
He wanted to anyway.
I haven't written this kind of topic for too long, and Luo Nanqiu is a little stuck, but after writing a few more questions, I feel like I'm back, and it's getting smoother and smoother in the back.
When Luo Nanqiu put the pen down, the alarm clock set in advance rang.
Jiang Mo was originally watching him write when the bell exploded and he was startled: "What are you doing with the alarm clock?"
Luo Nanqiu stood up, faced Jiang Mo, covered his eyes with his hand, and whispered in his ear, "Happy eighteenth birthday, classmate Jiang. I didn't miss this year's birthday."
Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment.
"I missed your 18 years old." Jiang Mo said gloomily.
"It doesn't matter, at least... you didn't miss your 18th year old."
Jiang Mo raised his face and called out hoarsely for the second time in his life after two years, "Brother."
Luo Nanqiu felt that her heart was about to melt.
"I'm 18."
"So?"
"So... cough..." Jiang Mo immediately stuttered, "There is... something..."
"Shh." The corners of Luo Nanqiu's mouth rose slightly, and he directly hugged him horizontally, "I know. I'll give you a bar mitzvah."
The first feeling was exciting.
The pain was not good at first, but after getting better, the pain disappeared.
Although the air conditioner was on in the room, the room temperature seemed to be rising straight up.
Jiang classmate was still very reserved at first, but under the constant stimulation and the instigation of a hooligan, he still failed to restrain himself.
The sequelae of a night of waves is that Jiang Mo can't get up the next day.
"Ask for leave." Luo Nanqiu felt remorse and distressed.
"No... If you ask for leave, you can go to class for me." Jiang Mo squinted and struggled to remember.
Luo Nanqiu agreed without thinking, "Okay."
"What a ghost, get up, don't get in the way here... hiss -"
Luo Nanqiu hurriedly hugged him, "Does it still hurt?"
Jiang Mo: "Why don't you try it next time?"
Luo Nanqiu's face was shy: "Then forget it. Where does it hurt?"
Jiang Mo: "..." What do you think?
In the end, Jiang Mo gave in and called Lao Zhou to say that he was not feeling well and asked for a day off.
Lao Zhou trusted him extremely, looked at his hard work and self-control, and didn't worry about his grades. He didn't have the slightest doubt, and even asked with concern if he wanted to take a few more days off to take good care of his body.
Luo Nanqiu really went to school.
It is a little bit to take classes for Jiang Mo, but more importantly, it is because he has to cancel his suspension.
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