Chapter 239 Feeling Guilty and Short of Breath [More Updates From the Alliance Little Tiger]

"Give me your melon!!!"

He Miaomiao responded quickly and... very directly.

Three heavy exclamation points made Wang Yan almost laugh out loud.

Question: "Watermelon or cantaloupe?"

Huh? !

Is there any way? !

He Miaomiao perked up and typed two words without hesitation: "Watermelon!"

"We've run out of watermelons."

faint!

He Miaomiao immediately changed her mind: "Cantaloupe will do, too!"

"We've run out of cantaloupe."

boom!

After a loud noise, all the students in the tourism class looked in the direction of He Miaomiao, and saw the little fairy lying on the table with her head lowered, her shoulders twitching.

Little A was startled: "Miaomiao, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay... hiss... my leg hit the table... ha!"

He Miaomiao raised his head with a forced smile, his eyes burning with fire.

Wang Yan, you are dead!

As I was typing furiously, the bastard opposite suddenly sent another message.

"However, I still have two peaches and eight blueberries, which are currently sitting in our refrigerator. Do you want to eat them?"

⊙▽⊙Huh? !

Across the screen, He Miaomiao could hear Wang Yan's unhurried tone and see the damn bastard's hateful smile as if he had everything under control.

No, I can't give in!

While she was gnashing her teeth and mentally building herself up, Miao Miao lowered her head and realized that all the angry words she had finally typed out had been deleted...

My hands were dry, not mine!

He Miaomiao watched helplessly as her fingers disobeyed instructions again. She typed two words and clicked send. Her heart almost withered.

"Want to eat!"

Well, since that's the case, let's just keep the momentum in full swing!

Another message was sent.

"Although theoretically you are also a victim, you are a boy, and you are always so shameless, so I am the only victim. Both emotionally and rationally, you should compensate me!"

Wang Yan couldn't stop laughing, and even planned to tease her again, but suddenly remembered something.

He asked casually: "Have you known about the forum for a long time? Why didn't you take the initiative to find me?"

He Miaomiao replied in surprise: "I can't blame you, why are you looking for me?"

Hey, little fairy, do you know how divided you are? !

You were still relying on me to make compensation in the past, but you won’t be blamed in the future?

The relationship is brought up by the brother himself, making you feel that if you don't knock it out, you will miss a God-given opportunity, right?

Young Master Wang found the little fairy more and more interesting, so he changed his mind and decided to give her something sweet.

"Okay, after studying in the evening, I will go to the library to read. You can come to me and I will give you half of the fruit."

"I will look for you?!"

When he saw the text, Wang Yan even pictured He Miaomiao's eyes widening in his mind.

With a smile on his lips, Mr. Wang replied with a "As long as you're happy" expression and continued reading.

In the classroom, everyone was excitedly discussing how to play and what activities to do, but Wang Yan stayed alone in the corner, spending his time reading quietly.

Yeah, handsome.

…

After the evening self-study get out of class, the idiots asked Wang Yan: "Brother, are you going back to the dormitory?"

"I'm going to the library. Please help me get the two peaches and blueberries from the refrigerator."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, four of the five people secretly looked at each other with secret joy in their eyes.

"Okay, brother, you can read in peace, and my brother-in-law will give you some fruit!"

Ruyu opened her mouth and sold Song Chen, then nodded and bowed respectfully to send her eldest brother off.

Wang Yan walked slowly with the book under his arm and sneered in his heart: "Boy, are you afraid that I will drag you back to the dormitory to keep you safe?" !

Brother is not here, you can play black as much as you like, right? !

Wait for me!

Silently feeling cruel in his heart but smiling on the outside, Brother 303 is really getting more and more sinister...

Go to the second floor of the library and find a small reading room. Not long after, Song Chen came with fruits.

After sitting with him for a while, the handsome boy couldn't help but be curious.

"Brother Wang, you are so rich, why do you still work so hard?"

"Huh? Are you working hard?"

Wang Yan looked up in confusion.

Song Chen's eyes were full of disbelief: "Aren't you going to fight?!"

"I don't think so." The young master's tone was extremely casual, "Studying is actually quite interesting."

Song Chen couldn't understand it at all. The handsome boy was actually a scumbag.

"The textbooks are like bibles. How can they be interesting?"

Wang Yan thought seriously, but did not respond.

Talking about this with your brother-in-law is basically like playing the piano to a cow.

Some things really can only be understood by experiencing them.

Song Chen actually wanted to ask, but when he saw He Miaomiao approaching from a distance, he immediately got up obediently.

"Brother Wang, the eldest lady is here to see you. I went back to the dormitory to play games with them."

"Ok, bye!"

Song Chen went out from the back door. When He Miaomiao saw it, he immediately understood that Wang Yan must be in that reading room.

I walked over quickly, but when I got to the door, I started dawdling again.

Walking around, carelessly, flipping through the magazine, all I had to do was stick a few big words on my forehead: I'm here to read a book too!

Wang Yan looked at his textbook silently, without saying anything or raising his head. He just reached out and took out a peach from the transparent plastic bag and bit into it.

The juice overflows instantly, revealing the white and reddish pulp, which looks so elastic, fragrant and sweet.

Gudong!

He Miaomiao's eyes widened. She didn't care about swaying anymore, rushed to Wang Yan's side in a few steps, and sat down across the table.

Although his eyes were full of desire, He Miaomiao did not take action directly, but confirmed seriously: "Wang Yan, you said you would give me half, does it count?"

Young Master Wang finally raised his head, his eyes full of smiles.

"Of course. I personally suggest you eat the blueberries first."

How big can a blueberry get?

And there are only eight in total.

He Miaomiao found it simply incomprehensible, and asked straightforwardly: "What do you think? It seems like you were picking and choosing, but you ended up buying just a few pills?"

I hate it so much, who can eat it?

Wang Yan reminded her with a smile: "You are only half of it."

"Hmph!" The eldest lady wrinkled her nose and said harshly, "Anyway, I don't like blueberries very much!"

Picking out a larger-looking one, she wiped it carefully and put it in her mouth.

The moment you bite into it and the juice bursts, your eyes light up.

"Wow……"

Sweet and sour, refreshing and chewy, delicious!

He Miaomiao seemed to have discovered a new world. He kept attacking. In the blink of an eye, all four blueberries were eaten. It was so satisfying.

"Are you really good at picking fruits? How can they be so delicious?!"

From a large box, Wang Yan only picked out 8 pieces with a score of 85 or above. You can imagine how rare they are.

Unfortunately, too few.

He Miaomiao looked at the remaining four blueberries and one peach, with an expression that made her want to cry.

"Why did you buy so little?"

Because there are only so many with scores above 85.

Wang Yan is a gourmet who has personally tasted 91-point Wagyu beef, 88-point Australian beef, 83-point black beef, and other brand beef below 80 points. He has a particularly profound understanding of the impact of points.

A score above 90 and a score below 80 are simply two different things.

If you keep eating meat with a score of 60 or 70, you can’t imagine what it tastes like with a score of 90 or above. You may think: Oh, isn’t that what beef is?

It's the same after it's stewed. Isn't it just the taste of the seasoning?

It's not like that at all.

Meat is limited by cooking techniques, and the difference may not be particularly noticeable.

As a raw food, the importance of fruits will be multiplied.

Anyone who has tasted the specialty fruits of their hometown knows that the 9-ripe fruits picked in the fields are delicious when picked fresh and eaten fresh.

When I try it again in other places, I usually pick it up and pack it when it is 7 years old, and then transport it over long distances to "suffocate" it, so the taste is too different.

7 mature and 9 mature are the difference between 60 points and 80 points.

Star City does not produce blueberries. They are shipped from the northeast. Individuals with high scores are basically special cases. Without Wang Yan's plug-in, how could you eat such delicious blueberries on He Miaomiao?

This was the first time in her life that she had eaten blueberries of such high quality. They were all delicious. She finally realized the charm of this fruit and fell in love with it instantly.

so……

Why are there only so few? !

Too pitiful, right? !

After staring eagerly at the remaining four peach for a while, she resolutely stretched out her hand to grab the peach.

Wang Yan just finished eating his own, licked his lips in a happy mood, and stood up holding the peach core.

"I'll go wash my hands and you look after the house."

"oh."

He Miaomiao didn't feel anything was wrong and responded nonchalantly.

When Wang Yan came back from the bathroom, he found her pulling at the four blueberries.

One, two, three, four, wiped clean and placed on the table, like soldiers waiting in line.

Hearing Wang Yan's footsteps, she suddenly raised her head: "Wang Yan, can you give me one more pill? Just one pill!"

Not only did her expression look pitiful, but in order to strengthen her tone, she raised another finger.

The slender index finger, as white as jade, stood in front of Wang Yan's eyes. Under the light, it showed a healthy color, pink and tender.

The hands are so beautiful...

With a body score of 94 and a special score of 94, her details are beautiful everywhere, which is really rare.

Coupled with that beautiful face full of pleading, the lethality is simply explosive.

I'm afraid, it would be difficult for any man to refuse her little request.

Except for the cheating Wang Yan.

"Study hard and see how you perform."

Young Master Wang smiled and refused simply and neatly.

He Miaomiao looked depressed. She puffed up her cheeks and became more and more cute.

"You're just...hum!"

She didn't know how to describe Wang Yan's magical skills of coquettishness, which he had conquered so far, but he was finally defeated.

Of course I felt frustrated, but it also felt novel.

So he opened the book angrily, pretending to flip through it, and occasionally glanced at each other.

The more I read, the more I felt that I couldn't understand Wang Yan.

Admiration at a young age is the truth.

It is difficult for young boys to reject beautiful girls. As long as they have a normal orientation and sincerely think that the girl is beautiful, they will be extremely tolerant.

No matter what, you have to be 25 years old or even 35 years old before you can control your mental ape.

Wang Yan's personality is no exception and is also affected by hormones.

But the most powerful thing about Big B is...

Wang Yan has extraordinary confidence.

A normal second-generation Shenhao, if he wants to meet a 99-point top performer, he can only rely on fate.

If you are unlucky, you may never encounter one even if you live in the neighborhood next door.

Mr. Wang, on the other hand, wants to know whoever he wants to know. If there is no He Miaomiao with a score of 99, there can be He Huahua and He Caocao with a score of 99.

As long as they exist in the world, they can be swept out and they can meet by chance as often as they want.

Without that sense of urgency, without that strong desire of "I must do what I want", there will naturally be resistance.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, He Miaomiao fell in love with countless rich second generations, with the exception of Wang Yan.

And it's not an exception to play hard to get, it's really something that can withstand it.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Gouzi met Liuli in his current state, there would be no anchor.

No one can tie it down.

Returning to the topic, He Miaomiao couldn't guess Wang Yan's trump card, so he felt more and more that the boy in front of him was different from ordinary people.

There are so many extraordinary places that I don’t need to describe them all. All in all, I am extremely curious.

I endured it again and again, but finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Wang Yan, why are you working so hard and working so hard?"

I'm dizzy!

Young Master Wang couldn't laugh or cry. Why is this problem happening again?

He shook his head and was silent for a moment.

He didn't want to answer at first, but there was something about He Miaomiao that also made Wang Yan curious, so he finally raised his head.

"One question per person, only three. Do you want to play or not?"

"Okay, okay!"

He Miaomiao was in a great mood, and finally no longer had to look through those magazines that she had read long ago!

"OK."

Brother Fugui nodded and looked at the little fairy.

"Are you going to ask the question just now?"

"Um!"

He Miaomiao nodded heavily, her expression almost curious.

"Your family is so rich, you are good-looking, your personality is quite humorous, and you have almost everything, so why?"

"Because mastering knowledge and verifying intelligence is a very satisfying and fulfilling thing in itself."

Wang Yan either doesn't tell the truth, or if he wants to speak, he tells the truth.

He Miaomiao didn't understand: "Halo, why do you lack a sense of accomplishment..."

"There is no shortage now."

Wang Yan smiled and continued to tell the truth boldly.

"However, the sense of accomplishment that spending money and flirting with girls can bring is diminishing at the margin. Sooner or later it will be reduced to a boring level, but there is no limit to surpassing oneself."

He Miaomiao's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't say a single word for a long time.

Is it really appropriate for you to say so bluntly in front of me that flirting with girls will be boring in the future?

Am I one of your flirts?

No, no, you can't ask this kind of question, as if I'm afraid of you!

Come over here as soon as possible!

Bracing herself, she asked again: "Don't you think this is tiring? To surpass yourself or something..."

"I'm not tired, because I haven't been very smart since I was a child. I have gone through the stage of being nothing, so I cherish everything I have now."

Of course you can't talk about systematic things, but you can talk about your true feelings.

Wang Yan really thought so.

It is generally difficult for lucky people who win the lottery to have this kind of mentality.

Wang Yan was ripened by one thing after another.

It is rare to have chance and coincidence and to strive for self-improvement, which is difficult to replicate.

After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he suddenly smiled, with a very complicated meaning.

"Actually, if progress can be digitized and seen in real terms, everyone can fall in love with hard work."

He Miaomiao rolled her eyes.

"You're talking the right crap!"

"When I was learning piano, it was the period when I made the fastest progress. I was so interested every day and couldn't wait to take the initiative to practice."

"But when I get to the bottleneck period, I can't feel any progress for many days, and my interest is quickly exhausted..."

"Really, who in the right mind would know how much progress they would make from reading a book and playing two etudes today?"

I know……

Wang Yan smiled and felt refreshed.

Although the system does not digitize specific skills, if you read 50 books carefully, there is a high probability of receiving a reading reward. Isn't that a huge incentive?

A normal Shenhao, even if his assets exceed one hundred billion or one trillion, cannot have the mentality of a brother.

It's different, don't compare with brother.

Wang Yan smiled like this, which immediately made He Miaomiao feel guilty.

It’s over, it seems that I was laughed at by the top student...

What should I do? !

I still owe you 3 chapters, classmate Xiaohu. That's all for today, my fingers are no longer working.