"Xiao Ming, I understand your feelings. Don't spend money to give me gifts. You are very embarrassed by this."

I thought Xiao Ming would give me another gift, but Lu Manxi refused decisively before he could see it.

Knowing that Lu Manxi had misunderstood, Wu Siming held Lu Manxi's hand and said, "You didn't even look at it, maybe you would like it."

"I won't like anything. My mother has always doubted our relationship. You are still like this. If you do this, I really won't sit with you."

Lu Manxi refused to see it, she didn't even want to see it.

"My mother asked me to bring some specialties from my hometown." Wu Siming stopped keeping it from being able to watch it without saying it clearly. He was such a little arrogant. "You tutor me, what's the point of giving you some of your own specialties? It's not a stolen one. I asked you to take it home to cook porridge. If you don't want me to give it to your dad later."

"Didn't you say that the stone slabs of my hometown are specialties?"

Lu Manxi no longer refused, so let's take a look first, untied the plastic bag in the table bucket, "What a big date."

"My grandfather's hometown is in his country, he has no pesticides, no chemical fertilizers, sun drying, and hand-selected pure green food."

Wu Siming smiled.

"It's obviously red,"

Lu Manxi smiled playfully with a touch of playful smile.

"Xi Xi, you are getting more and more naughty."

Wu Siming didn't even notice that Lu Manxi was so good at making jokes.

"It's too much," Lu Manxi smelled the dates, "then you can eat them directly."

"Yes, I washed it with natural well water in the countryside before drying."

Wu Siming said exaggeratedly.

“It’s pure indeed.”

Lu Manxi nodded. This is the real pure natural green food. I feel relieved if I don’t wash it.

Lu Manxi couldn't even eat such a big red date, so she lay on the table and ate it under the table, which was so sweet.

"So don't be surprised if you eat protein."

Wu Siming smiled.

"Protein? Plant protein? Are plant proteins not legume food?"

Lu Manxi looked up at Wu Siming, and the capital letters on her face with hair were not understood. Is your red dates unique?

"Animal protein."

Wu Siming sniffed.

"Oh, bug, Xiao Ming, you speak so well."

Lu Manxi reacted for two seconds before she understood.

Xiao Ming spoke so humorously. He said the insects so implicitly that they would not affect people's appetite, and it would not be embarrassing to wait for others to eat them. Lu Manxi got it and looked carefully at the red date that had been bitten. This one had no protein.

My father often told my mother that speaking is an art, and Lu Manxi experienced it from Wu Siming.

Xiao Ming's mouth sometimes makes people love kiss, and sometimes makes people hate it.

Lu Manxi doesn't want to talk about love now, and doesn't like to talk to boys, and she is kind to me, but she feels that simple romance with Xiao Ming. Sometimes she can't help but imagine things that may not be simple.

Like other girls, she also yearns for simple, beautiful, romantic love and longs for a beautiful future.

For example, when she was sitting behind Xiao Ming's car when she came home this afternoon, listening to Xiao Ming humming "We are riding bicycles, embracing each other tightly against our backs, and we can't bear to let go of it and want to hug Xiao Ming tightly." She had the urge to hug Xiao Ming.

I was curious about the feeling of holding hands with Xiao Ming, and the feeling of connecting lips with lips.

So my mother was worried that she was in love, and she couldn't explain her relationship with Xiao Ming clearly, so she was unwilling to talk at home and didn't want to take Xiao Ming home.

It was Jiang Lin who judged that her daughter was moved by her performance, but she had no choice. It was inevitable that her child would reach this age.

Dai Yuan asked for leave today, and felt that there was no eyes behind him, and the road was much more comfortable.

"My mom is worried that you will affect my studies, so she asks my dad to change his seat, otherwise I will transfer to her school."

Thinking of the unhappiness at home in the afternoon, Lu Manxi suddenly told Wu Siming.

Wu Siming could see the way out Manxi talked nonsense again, because there was no helpless sadness seen in her eyes. Wu Siming said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You can understand your mother's mood, but you can disassemble us, but you can't disassemble our deskmate's heart, right?"

"I'm not so affectionate. I'm a deskmate, it's the same as anyone sitting there. So do you, don't take it to heart."

Lu Manxi's mouth is very heartless, and she has a special feeling in her heart, touching and warmth. There is no need to say much or deliberately together. It is very simple, but it is very profound. You can accept each other's feelings happily, or you can feel at ease to put your feelings in voluntarily, and you don't have to worry about losing or not explaining it. In short, it is a kind of friendship that transcends gender.

Maybe because of the few friends, Lu Manxi cherishes his relationship with Wu Siming especially.

So much so that I confronted my mother for this.

Wu Siming pretended to be very sad.

"I'm lying to you."

Of course, Lu Manxi could also see that Xiao Ming did it on purpose.

Today Sunday, the students have not adjusted from the joy of the weekend. Some look unsatisfied, some look exhausted, or are dazed or whispering to each other, including the top students.

This is called the weekend syndrome by students.

The most painful time of the high school party’s week is Sunday’s evening self-study.

The class teacher Lu Chuyuan came over and the classroom became quiet.

Lu Manxi swallowed half of the date in one bite and chewed it while reading a book.

As usual, Lu Chuyuan came in from the front door, first stood on the podium and looked around, then got off the podium, went down from the aisle next to the water dispenser, and turned a corner in the last row, and then went up the aisle over there to return to the podium.

Passing by the fifth row, Lu Chuyuan looked at Lu Manxi with his mouth chewing like a goat, thinking about what she was eating.

Wu Siming raised his head and collided with the old classmate, followed the teacher's gaze and looked at Lu Manxi, unable to help but smile.

The sixth sense noticed my father's eyes. Lu Manxi chewed the jujube pit and quilted the mouth, and stopped chewing it. After my father passed by, she lowered her head and spitted the jujube pit in her hand, tore some paper and put it in the corner of the table, and then glared at Wu Siming.

"Stop," Chu Yuan said back to the podium: "Is it bad for your eyesight when sitting in a fixed position for a long time? Let's do it. Move your seat once a week in the future."

Lu Chuyuan paused and his eyes scanned the whole class.

When the students moved their seats, the first reaction was to adjust their seats and looked at each other.

Lu Manxi's heart skipped a beat. Did my dad find an excuse to switch her and Xiao Ming away? He didn't say anything in advance!

Wu Siming was also confused. It was not because he revealed his love for Lu Manxi to his master's wife on the phone today. What did the master's wife tell the teacher privately that she really wanted to change herself and Lu Manxi.

Wu Siming immediately wondered.

I feel that everything is not going so smoothly. Maybe it’s because I thought it was too beautiful before. That’s right, Lu Manxi is so outstanding. As a mother, the master’s wife will certainly prevent her daughter from having an early love relationship. This is understandable.

Wu Siming couldn't help but look at Lu Manxi.

Lu Manxi also looked at him and whispered, "What should I do if I really change us?"

"Of course, obey,"

What can Wu Siming do? After all, it is not his biological father. He can still pester Lu Manxi. He noticed the strong reluctance and helplessness in Lu Manxi's eyes, as well as a hint of emotion. Wu Siming quickly wrote in the book:

【I will always be a deskmate in my heart.】

Lu Manxi nodded after looking at it.

If my dad really wants to change her seat, she can only obey. Can she still take the lead in protesting in front of the whole class and make her dad unable to get out of office? Moreover, that would not be of any benefit to her relationship with Xiao Ming, and would make the two more embarrassed.

Lu Manxi looked at her father and protested with her eyes, hoping that her father would think twice.

“Tomorrow starts the ninth week,”
Chapter completed!