Chapter 1888 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (77)

The people over there let out a wretched laugh, "Brother, don't worry, I promise to make you a hero, and let you bring the beauty back as soon as possible."

Talk more if you can.

Sounds cool.

Xia Hanyang hung up the phone calmly, and then looked disgusted.

"It's the kind of dandy that my family's relatives took with me. If I hadn't lowered my head and didn't look up, I wouldn't even bother to perfunctory them."

The system has long recounted their conversation.

After Bai Weiwei heard this, she felt her fists itch again.

There is not enough time to study, it has been a few months, and the college entrance examination is chasing behind.

Xia Hanyang is still distracted every day.

Bai Weiwei sneered at the system, "It is estimated that the road met a rogue, and then Xia Hanyang beat the person away with a few punches, and then took the opportunity to do whatever he wanted to me."

Such an old-fashioned way.

How come people can't get tired of playing for thousands of years.

Bai Weiwei's eyes were like ice, making Xia Hanyang a little cowardly.

Nothing will be seen.

Xia Hanyang saw that a nearby snack shop was open.

It is night porridge and also sells wontons.

Although he is the eldest young master, he has eaten everything when he went out absurdly before.

Food stalls and roadside stalls have also eaten.

If it weren't for the unhealthy conditions, the taste is actually good.

Especially when I go racing, sometimes I get hungry and eat a hamburger and drink.

The days were very casual.

And now he is studying hard.

Xia Hanyang touched his chin and felt that he had fallen to this point.

But seeing Bai Weiwei's delicate and beautiful profile, she saw the expectation in her eyes.

He suddenly felt that his mother's everything was worth it.

After all, don't pay attention to Bai Weiwei, what should I do if she runs away.

Or get hooked up and who will pay for it?

He had to keep himself at ease.

Anyway, I won't run in a racing car or an amusement park, so there is no problem in leaving it first.

Xia Hanyang turned around and said to Bai Weiwei, "Have a late-night snack and then take a walk home."

Bai Weiwei saw the late-night snack shop, and some students who were studying at night also went in to order a bowl of noodles or wontons.

Knowing that Xia Hanyang planned to delay the time until the group of little bullies came over, so that he would have time to save the beauty.

Bai Weiwei didn't say anything, but walked into the store.

The store is very clean and the items are more expensive than other places.

After all, their school is quite famous.

Middle-class children can squeeze in a lot to read.

This group of people is the main force in the night snack shop, and it is not so bad for the late night snack money.

After Bai Weiwei sat down, Xia Hanyang immediately picked up the menu, "What do you like to eat, beef noodles, or wonton soup, I saw seafood porridge, how about I order you a bowl?"

Seafood porridge is the most expensive.

Bai Weiwei lowered her head and glanced at the menu, "Wonton soup is all you need."

When she said this, she must have disgust in her heart.

Because the rule is, what Xia Hanyang can accept.

But you must despise him.

If she continued to despise like this, she would really despise her habit.

Xia Hanyang waved his hand and asked the waiter to come over. He ordered beef noodles and wonton soup, and then ordered a plate of fried mantis shrimp, a plate of crab, fried pork with kale and fried shrimp with chives.

He orders whichever price he sees is higher.

For a late-night snack, I eat seafood, and I am not afraid of stomach problems.

While waiting for the dishes, Bai Weiwei took out the small notebook in her pocket, "If you have time, recite a few formulas."

Still back.

Xia Hanyang was dying in an instant, of course he had a passion for learning.

After all, there is such a big reward for Bai Weiwei.

But take a break too.

Xia Hanyang supported his chin with both hands and sighed, "I feel like I've become a master of formulas, how come there are so many formulas to memorize?"