Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao covered her nose, a sly flick crossed her eyes, and laughed.

"Yaoyao, I hope you don't get mad when you find the pen..."

"Why are you smiling?" An Yao raised her head and stared at Lan Xiao viciously.

Lan Xiao bit her lip, held back a smile, and slowly shook her head.

"No...nothing..."

An Yao frowned and hated to death in her heart.

Obviously she has calculated everything, she is absolutely sure of it, she really doesn't understand, so well, how can she get to this point?

Unexpectedly, An Yao's heart was tense, no, she had to find the recorder as soon as possible. If someone else finds it and hears the content of the recording, she will be over.

While thinking, An Yao lowered her head, still searching for the recorder perseveringly.

Lan Xiao didn't want to stand by the smelly trash can anymore, she couldn't help but step back a few steps.

By coincidence, she bumped into someone again.

She hurriedly lowered her head to say sorry, but when she looked up, Mu Shuo squinted and smiled at her. Those peach blossom eyes were squiggly, making Lan Xiao's scalp numb.

"Sorry Mu Shuo, I accidentally bumped into you. If it's okay, then I will leave first." Lan Xiao raised his foot and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mu Shuo grabbed her wrist and asked in a low voice, "Actually, your pen is not a recording pen at all?"

A trace of surprise flashed through Lan Xiao's eyes, and he glanced at Mu Shuo with some surprise.

Mu Shuo squinted his peachy eyes and smiled triumphantly.

"I saw your flower tricks a long time ago, but I didn't expose you, you said, how can you thank me?"

Lan Xiao grinned, and pulled away his palm calmly, stepped back and said: "What are you talking about, I don't understand... I have something to do, so I won't talk more with you."

Lan Xiao turned around and ran away. She was disgusted by Mu Shuo's scumbag.

Mu Shuo's bad name is well known in school.

Lan Xiao ran a few steps, throwing away Mu Shuo, she began to look for Wen Muchu's figure.

However, after a few laps, I did not see anyone else.

Lan Xiao was lost for a while, and her heart vented for most. When passing by Fu Yunke, she stared at Fu Yunke fiercely, and then smirked, "Student Fu Yunke, I will do that with you and An Yao. All the recordings of the time were recorded, so An Yao was so nervous about that pen. As her man, really don’t you go to help her find it? She was forced by me just now, so I had to pull you When you get into the water, don't blame her too much. After all, you have taken advantage of her. Boys, it's better to be generous."

Fu Yunke was so annoyed that he was about to die. Whatever happened, after this incident, he would definitely have a bad reputation in school.

With a bad reputation, how can he pick up girls?

In case this matter spreads to the house again, his family knows that his father will definitely break his leg.

Just thinking about it, Fu Yunke numbed his scalp, stared at Lan Xiao viciously, and ran towards An Yao through his teeth.

The classmates around were scattered for the most part, and a few of them were still standing there, gloating at An Yao looking for a recorder in disregard of her image and the smelly trash.

Several girls began to guess in a low voice.

"Hey, you said, why is An Yao so nervous? Is there really something shameful hidden in the recorder?"

"Didn't Lan Xiao just say it, just recorded the conversation planned and designed by An Yao and Fu Yunke. We all know this. I really don't understand. Why is An Yao so nervous?"