Zhen Xiaoyan is a girl who likes to eat very much, and she cooks herself. You can tell how much she can eat when she sees her body shape. It can also tell how many dishes she has cooked. Her cooking skills will achieve great success under the tempering of her cooking skills.
That’s right, it’s because of her cooking skills that Ye Lang fell in love with her. Uh, her meals, since he first ate them, he has come to grab Zhen Xiaoyan’s bento every day.
"I'll give it to you later. I'm eating now." Ye Lang replied in a slutty manner while eating.
"I'll wait? You've eaten up all of them at that time, and there's only one empty shell left." Zhen Xiaoyan said angrily.
"Yes, I will give you back after eating, otherwise how can you bring it to you tomorrow?" Ye Lang said shamelessly. This sentence makes people angry.
"You, you..." Zhen Xiaoyan couldn't speak again.
"Hmph, forget it today, don't rob me again tomorrow." Zhen Xiaoyan said, and this sentence was something she would say almost every day, but it was still the same the next day.
"I want to eat fish balls and noodles tomorrow, remember to make it better." Ye Lang seemed to have not heard this and directly asked what he wanted to eat tomorrow.
"I understand, you have to eat this every day. Aren't you tired of it? Wait... why should I make it for you!" Zhen Xiaoyan said, and suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Xiao Yan, so are you. You don't want to give it to him, so don't do it for him." A female classmate who was closer to Zhen Xiaoyan said on the side.
That's it. Zhen Xiaoyan always says she won't give it to him, but she will prepare a copy for Ye Lang every day. Of course, the reason is not because she likes Ye Lang, and she hates him too late.
The real reason is -
"If I don't make it for him, he will rob me of my portion, and then I won't have enough food. Anyway, he doesn't eat much, so it doesn't matter." Zhen Xiaoyan stared at Ye Lang fiercely and whispered to her friend.
"That's true. Compared to you, he does eat very little." The friend said with a smile, obviously having a joke.
"Okay, are you laughing at me? I won't suppress you to death!" Zhen Xiaoyan replied immediately, and threatened with her physical advantage.
Although Zhen Xiaoyan has a huge body, she does not feel inferior because of this. She has a cheerful heart, perhaps because she has encountered any blows.
"Ah, no, I won't let it go. If you are suppressed, you will only have half your life if you don't die." The friend said in a pretense of fear.
"I know I'm afraid. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to have a meal." Zhen Xiaoyan smiled, and then started eating, trying to eliminate the lunch that was filled with the entire table in front of her.
"Eat for dinner..." the friend also said, entering lunch time.
In this classroom, it is not only them who eat bento, but also many people. In the Alchemy Academy, most people do not want to waste time eating in restaurants. They would rather eat bento and then spend the time saved for research.
Just as everyone was having lunch, the arrival of a handsome boy made unusual things happen in the original normal time.
This handsome boy is Mr. Moya, known as one of the four great princes of the Royal Academy. Not only has a handsome appearance, but also has deep strength, but also has a strong family power.
He is the prince charming in the hearts of many girls. In this academy, I don’t know how many girls are in love with him. Take the example in front of me, there are a few of Ye Lang’s female classmates, one of which is Zhen Xiaoyan.
After Young Master Moya arrived, her eyes never left him, and her illusionary looked like her eyes turned into a heart of a red peach.
"Sorry, I'm late!" After Mr. Moya came to the classroom, he ignored the eyes of the idiots, walked straight to a girl, and then said a little apologetically.
A girl like Mr. Moya would naturally not be an ordinary girl. She is a stunning beauty and the only girl in the class who can show off. She is Shalan.
At this time, Ye Lang couldn't help but admire the eyes of those "professionals". This Shalan has indeed become a sexy beauty of the generation. If it weren't for this, how could this young master Moya pick her?
"It's okay, I've just packed up, let's go." Shalan said to the point of being tolerant, then gently held Mr. Moya's arm and left the classroom under the envious gaze of everyone.
"I've left, what else can I see!" Zhen Xiaoyan's friend woke her up, who was still in a ecstatic state.
"Hey, if it weren't for me, how happy I would be." Zhen Xiaoyan said enviously. She envied Shalan and had a strong desire to exchange it.
At this time, Ye Lang, who returned the lunch box, said with disrespect, "If it were you, it would not be happiness or tragedy."
"Go to die!!!" Zhen Xiaoyan picked up the lunch box and smashed it over.
"Oh!" A scream was not from Ye Lang's mouth, but a tragic man implicated by innocently, with lunch boxes on his head.
With Ye Lang's sensitive skills, how could he be hit by a small lunch box and not hit him? The person behind him would be very likely to be tragic.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Zhen Xiaoyan apologized immediately.
"I know you didn't mean it, but you know that you didn't hit him, why do you still smash it with something every time, and it will affect us every time." The tragic man said pitifully. It was obvious that this was not the first time he was hit, and it was not just him who had been hit.
"I'm sorry, I'm just impulsive, I promise not next time." Zhen Xiaoyan apologized.
"How many months have you said this?" the tragic man asked back.
"It's not a few months, it's a year and three months!" Ye Lang said, while he was sitting on the side reading, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"It's all because of you!" Zhen Xiaoyan and those who have been affected by innocent people shouted loudly with the same hatred of the enemy. This situation made them feel too annoying.
"Hey, this alchemy formula..." Ye Lang directly ignored everyone's anger and studied his alchemy formula. This was not his change of topic. He often said this seriously and ignored everything.
"..." Everyone knew this situation, and even if they were to conquer it, it would be meaningless. They started to eat their bento and discuss what happened after dinner.
A few days later, it was still the same at noon, and Ye Lang snatched Zhen Xiaoyan’s bento. It was still the same. Mr. Moya appeared in the classroom and was about to have lunch with Shalan. The men and women in love were really described in those four words - like a close relationship!
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Chapter completed!