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Chapter 696:Fighting

The three brothers put their schoolbags on the sofa and took everything out.

There is no such thing as a fall in the path, and there is no good, only the square forgets to take something.He said, "I forgot to take the glass."Fang Zi turned his eyes and said to Qiao Weixi, “I have a glass of water in the room, I will go to get it!”

“All right.”

Fang Zi tugged his little ass and ran back to the dormitory, and two minutes later he came back with a water cup.

The glass of water is blue, very flashy, and especially tumultuous.

This cup was picked by himself, he pointed his finger to the strap of the water cup, jumped to the sofa, and stuffed the cup into the small lattice next to the bag.Fangzi Cheng stared at the glass of Fangzi, and Fang Zi realized, turned his head, and stared at him fiercely.

The path: “...”

His lips moved, wanted to say something to Joe, and he thought that he had only offended his brother yesterday, so he had to stop.

The three brothers got in the car.

In the car, the little guy, turned around and told Joey who in their class who was rich, and invited people to eat snacks after class.He said that the steamed buns in the school were delicious, and they cost two dollars.He also said that someone asked him to eat a bag of imported snacks yesterday, and he should invite people to eat today.

The good and the path were listening quietly and did not answer.

When the red light came, Qiao Wei stopped the car, turned to look at the square, and asked him with a smile, “What should I do, you don’t have the money to buy snacks to invite them back?”

Fang Zi blinked at the star and smiled and said, "It depends on your mother, you don't love me deeply."

Joe laughed and called him human.

When he got to the school gate, Qiao Wei stopped the car, and when the three little guys all jumped out of the car, she escorted them to the kindergarten door.In the morning, there are many people, some drivers send children, some are grandmothers, young mothers personally come to send less, but also, are some full-time mothers.

Because he wants to go to the jade shop to work, he wears a particularly elegant style.It was now spring, and the weather was getting warmer, and Joe was wearing only a green tea break dress full of French romance, and a black suit jacket outside to keep out the cold.

Her hair was dyed back to her original black, her cheeks white, and she looked particularly young.

When the parents saw her, they couldn’t believe that she was two three-year-olds.It was found that someone was peeping at his mother, and the chin was particularly proud, and when he walked, his chin was particularly high.When he got to the school gate, Joey stopped the good.

“Goodness.”

He looked at Joe and cried out to his aunt.Fang Yusheng is not a real child of the Fang family, according to the kinship of blood relations, Fang Shan Guan Qiao Weisheng shouted aunt is more appropriate.But Fang Shan was used to shouting at her aunt and did not change her mouth.

She took Fang Shan to the side, took a wallet from her handbag, took three hundred yuan banknotes from it, and handed them to Fang Shan.

“What is this?”Goodness was somewhat surprised.

"Give you pocket money."In the car, the square is talking for so long, not to ask for pocket money.There was no change in Qiao Wei's pocket, so she took two hundred to Fang Shan, she whispered to Fang Shan, "After the second class, you take Kai to the small supermarket again, don't let him lose the money."The money, the three of you, one hundred."

Fang Shan's pocket money is also a lot, three hundred dollars is not much, he hesitated, only to take it.

“All right.”

“Bring your brothers in.”

“Hmm.”

Fang Shan returned to the two cunts, and as soon as he entered the school gate, Fangzi Yi approached Fang Shan, and asked him with eyebrows, “Good brother, what did my mother give you just now?”I see you in your pocket.”

Fang kindly shook his head calmly and said, "You're wrong."

Fang Zisuanly left his mouth, complained about the good, and said in a small voice, "Good brother lied to me, I have seen."

Fang Zikai and Fang Zicheng came to their own classroom and saw their own table, and Fangzi was even more angry.He was called Yiqiu at the same table, and his name was very poetic, but people...

Gu Yiqiu grew special meat, the meat on her arms was like a vine, and in a section she grew very white, round face, and meaty.Gu Yiqiu was tucked with two horn braids on his head, wearing a long-sleeved spring dress, sitting on a stool with his legs, and talking to the front table.

The face of the same table was even more difficult to look at.

He walked over to her and said, "Get up, I'll go in."

The table hates him for talking.Gu Yiqiu lifted his fat leg, stopped his place, and said, "Go over."

He rolled his eyes, “How do I get over?”

Gu Yiqiu pointed to his own leg and said, “Drill over!”

He said, Fang Zi said nothing, left his schoolbag, and declared war with Gu Yiqiu.“Olide, let’s fight one!”We’ve won the seats!”

Gu Yiqiu, her father is an officer, don't look at her when she is only three years old, but she does not lose men.Received the provocation of the square, Gu Yiqiu will be a pinch of the skirt, a small body emits a domineering momentum, she pats her legs, loudly said, "hit it!"You dare to cry, your grandson!”

Where can I say such nonsense?

He was trembling with his chest.

“Strike and fight!”

At this time, they are still young, and there is no idea that boys can not bully girls.Gu Yiqiu said, "There is no place here, let's go to the corridor to fight."

“Go!”

Fang Zixiong followed the qiang behind the care of autumn and walked out of the classroom.

Fang Zicheng sat in the same place, staring at his brother's back, saw everyone running out to see the lively, he hesitated, also stood up, went out.As soon as the iron egg brother came, the crowd automatically separated a path and became his exclusive path.

He walked calmly and calmly, standing in front of the front.

The two men have already fought.

Is the child fighting, but also biting, grasping, kicking, pressing, twisting?

When it is unexpected, this girl named Yiqiu will work hard.Three-year-old milk dolls use kung fu, thieves.I saw that I would like to hold the arm of the square in one hand, the other hand clasped his shoulder, and the left foot was hard to hook, and the square could not be taken, and the square fell to the ground.

His head hit the ground and thumped.

Fang Zikai's head was swaggering inside, he had not yet returned to God, and he squatted beside him, punching him one by one.He was crying, crying, crying, and crying was a miserable man.

Everyone was scared.

Some people cheer for Gu Yiqiu, some people go to shout teachers, and some people are just watching the play.

The way to look at the beaten square, thinking about those words that the parents told -

He is his brother and he has to protect him.

“Okay, stop it.”

When the iron egg brother said, the fierce care autumn really stopped.She sat on her ass on her stomach and said, "For your brother's sake, I've forgiven you today."Gu Yiqiu did not dare to admit that she was actually afraid of the iron egg.

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