Chapter 2070 You Are Not Allowed to Influence His Ideas (5)

The other party turned his face coldly.

She didn't know if it was Shen Mubai's illusion, but she always felt that she was being disliked.

Shen Mubai was eating chocolate, thinking that this male protagonist seemed a bit difficult to deal with, which should be considered a good thing.

My fiancé came in angrily as soon as get out of class was over, condescending, "Bai Lu, what do you mean?"

Shen Mubai gave him a strange look, "What do you mean?"

Luo Zifeng glanced at the boy next to him who was reading a book with his eyes slightly lowered, and said unhappily, "What do you mean by changing here?"

Shen Mubai snorted, "Is it possible that I want to sit with you?"

Luo Zifeng didn't say anything, his eyebrows were filled with an expression of "otherwise."

She said with a look of disgust, "Young Master, who wants to smell the smell of trash cans with you?"

Luo Zifeng glanced at his seat and said, "..."

Bai Lu is a eldest lady. No matter how much she likes someone, she will never wrong herself.

Luo Zifeng left angrily.

He was still unhappy as to why his fiancée had to sit next to that pretty boy.

I always feel like there is something extra on my head.

But the eldest young master would not change his face and change seats, so he could only swallow this sigh of relief.

I can't do any homework assigned by the teacher.

On the other hand, Song Ning's handwriting is elegant and neat, so beautiful that it can be framed. And it looks very profound.

Shen Mubai glanced at his homework book and said, "Well, please copy your homework for me, classmate."

The boy raised his eyelids and ignored her.

Shen Mubai said sadly, "One hundred at a time, can it be done?"

Song Ning looked at the girl, "One hundred at a time?"

His voice was just like his person, cold and indifferent, as if this person didn't live in the mortal world.

One can't help but wonder if he has human emotions.

Shen Mubai nodded, her heart seemed to be bleeding, "One hundred at a time." She thought for a while, rubbed her hands secretly, "But can I get a discount later?"

"No." The other person lowered his eyes, holding the pen with his slender fingers, which looked clear-cut, fair and beautiful.

Shen Mubai said dryly, "Oh, then there will be no discount."

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't get the other person's homework.

"Classmate, you forgot to give me your homework."

She kindly reminded me.

The other party turned around and said, "Why should I give you my homework?"

Shen Mubai was dumbfounded, "Didn't you already agree just now?"

The boy's eyes fell on her face, she was so frigid that she seemed to have no friends, "When did I agree?"

Shen Mubai thought for a while, and it seemed that he really didn't agree.

The other party turned back.

Shen Mubai stared at the person for a long time, then reluctantly said, "You think one hundred is too little, then should I add another fifty percent?"

The boy said nothing.

"Then add fifty more. It really can't be any more." She glanced down at her homework book and continued to endure the pain.

There was a slight sound of turning pages, and Song Ning browsed the words on the book unmoved.

He has a good temperament, but some people are cold and indifferent, the kind that rejects people thousands of miles away.

But Song Ning is not that. He is the kind of person who can clearly feel that he is right in front of you. He will not deliberately separate himself from his surroundings.

But it just gives people a sense of powerlessness that no matter how hard they try, they can't enter his world.

Shen Mubai looked at it for a long time and wanted to say something.

The boy turned around and threw his homework over.

He looked over and said in a slightly low and cold voice, "Shut up, it's very noisy."