her? There was some confusion in his heart.

Qian Erbai didn't ask him any more, and continued to ride the electric scooter to No. 3 Middle School.

It was nearly eleven o'clock, and the first exam was about to end.

"Didi——" "Excuse me, let me go!"

Accompanied by a whistle, a clear girl sounded from the right behind her.

Qian Erbai swung the car to the left, the girl turned the accelerator, and quickly passed between the little red car and the curb.

She was wearing a yellow helmet and was riding a yellow electric bike. Behind her was a big yellow box tied with a rope. There are still a few plastic bags hanging on the handlebars, and there is a smell of food when they pass by.

The moment when two figures, one red and one yellow intertwine, resembled a local home-cooked dish.

The girl turned her head and smiled at Qian Erbai, then hurriedly turned her head to look at the road seriously.

Lu Liuliu raised his head with a "huh", it seemed to have sensed the radio wave from 741 just now?

The author has something to say: Fast and fast, the little "brother" of the takeaway.

The writing of this chapter is not going well. I want to discuss the issue of "domestic violence" in depth, but I also think of my label "easy". This is destined not to be an easy topic.

In the end, I had to scribble it over and didn't want to go deeper.

The next chapter will speed up. Diandian hasn't played for a long time, and he can't wait.

Small theater:

Teacher He Peng: Hey, I didn't come when I waited, and I didn't come when I waited. Why hasn't my little red come back yet? It's time for school to be over soon.