Ning Baobao smiled, it is true that she still likes her two roommates, and getting along with them is much easier and even more pleasant than those other girls, anyway, according to Chu Yao's consistent urine sex.
It was impossible for her to simply hand over to someone else a book on exercises that she hadn't read or even contacted.
Indeed, in this world, apart from Murong and Hades, the only one who knows Chu Yao best is indeed Ning Baobao.
These books, in those ten years, have been deeply engraved into her spiritual consciousness.
But whether it's back or backwards, she can recite it completely.
And they soon came back to the principal's office.
I just heard what Uncle Lian said: "Seriously, Chengqin, this Xia Chuyao is a child of the younger generation of your family, or a member of that family."
Chu Yao raised an eyebrow, then knocked on the room door. didn't wait for the principal to speak, just pushed the door open and entered inside.
And he sat on Uncle Murong's sofa very familiarly.
"Chu Yao, aren't you supposed to be in class now, you're skipping class again" Uncle Murong just glanced at Chu Yao superficially, said this lightly, and didn't care about her skipping class.
"When I came here this time, I just remembered something about the Lotus family.
But I didn't expect to hear that someone still wanted to know my identity.
Honestly, do you really want to know that much?"
She sat leisurely, then conjured a bunch of grapes with her empty hands and handed it to Ning Baobao, who was sitting beside her.
"You either" Then he turned his head to look at Uncle Murong and Uncle Lian, shook the grapes in his hand, and asked the two people standing over there.
Uncle Murong is nothing, he has long been used to it, Chu Yao has nothing to do, and she conjures up a lot of inexplicable things in her office empty-handed.
But Uncle Lian was different, he was surprised and shocked.
This young girl still has space for such an illusory thing.
It seems that the identity must not be simple.
He didn't ignore what she said just now about the Lian family.
"Bring me a string."
As soon as Uncle Murong finished speaking, a bunch of grapes was thrown over by Chu Yao.
According to Uncle Murong's skills, it was easy to catch.
He took one out and put it in his mouth, then handed it to Uncle Lian.
Uncle Lian ate one, it was very sweet, and it was not the same taste as what others bought.
Of course, it also responds to that sentence, and the space production must be a high-quality product.
After he ate one, he slowly walked to the opposite side of Chu Yao and sat down.
"You just said that you thought of a piece of news about our Lian family, what kind of news?"
He opened his mouth indifferently, but he was actually very nervous.
"Oh, it seems to be news about your family's cultivation of the exercises."
Chu Yao opened her mouth leisurely again, she didn't believe that this time Uncle Lian could still sit there calmly.
However, what Chu Yao didn't expect was why Uncle Murong also stood up so excitedly, and he didn't know what exercises he used, and he came to her in an instant.
She looked at the two middle-aged men standing in front of her.
For a moment she wondered if she was in danger.
And from beginning to end, Ning Baobao didn't say a word except for the grapes handed over by Chu Yao, just watched the play quietly.
"No, Uncle Lian is so excited, I can understand why Uncle Murong is so excited."
What kind of rhythm was this, and why didn't she understand it?
"Oh, I know Cheng Qin likes to travel around or something, so I'm asking him to keep an eye on it.
After paying attention to it for so long, he didn't have any news, and suddenly heard the news, which is probably this reaction. ”“”，。
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