11/03/2022
Wang Xinyi lifted her pants while vigorously slapping her hand against Shi Xi who was still in bed. Li Mengxue, who was still dreaming and playing chess with the Duke of Zhou, rubbed her eyes and looked at her watch and asked.
"This is not only fifty-five ah, Dazhang, Nezha you guys rush what ten minutes to wash within ten minutes to go to ah, you can also sleep for another five minutes."
"We are six o'clock to ah."
When Xi and Wang Xinyi frantically washed up, a grabbed a jacket to the school building ran wildly up. Unfortunately, there is not that much luck in the world. The two of them were magnificently late.
When Shi Xi and Wang Xinyi just reached the stairway, they saw the familiar figure, the fluorescent green sportswear was particularly conspicuous, and I don't know if it was Mr. Yang who liked this color scheme, or if he deliberately wore it to these students to warn them.
"6:01, you're late. Stand."
Timothy heart tired to: bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!
So in the next few minutes the sixteen classes were all together of course half were outside and half were inside. People from other classes going to class for morning study would see this row of people and their class teacher lecturing.
At this time, my sister and Yu Nuo passed by and saw the two of them with their heads down being lectured, and couldn't help but laugh. The two of them made a face, the big strong head sleepy natural is not seen. And Nezha saw, has been trying to stifle laughter. That feeling is really a thief la la unbearable.