Chapter 169 169 Your assist guy is online

Before we knew it, as the schedule progressed, June was finally over.

Before waiting for the showdown with BK, Song Mo first waited for the 9th Class to thank the teacher banquet.

The students in the whole class collected the class pay and chose a place with good conditions to thank the teacher.

A whole class of fifty people and the teacher sat at five round tables. The whole class of senior high school ended like this.

Song Mo held the cup and started drinking with everyone.

"Hey, Song Mo, didn't you say you were going to play the game? Why didn't I see you even after watching SG's most of the game?"

"That's right, you won't just be guarding the water dispenser when you join the team?"

Faced with the doubts of these boys, Song Mo just laughed, "Just say you still watch SG's game."

After the half-time points match, SG team won more than they lost, and for a while became the most popular team, ranking firmly at the top of the rankings.

I had some voices before, suspecting that SG might decline, but after watching this year's game, this team has a thriving trend.

"Look, that must be seen." The boy who asked the question said excitedly, "You don't know how hard Huahua beats the assassin this year. She is not stabbing people with a dagger, she is stabbing my heart. She has pierced my heart into a hole..."

Song Mo laughed for a while.

If Fanhua's irritable old girl heard this, she would definitely kick him out.

"Anyway, you will definitely watch SG's game. What's the matter if I appear early or late? Haven't you heard of not showing off your secret weapons in a critical moment?" she explained.

“That’s that’s that’s it.”

Song Mo chatted again and followed the other classmates to the teacher's table to toast.

At the dinner party, Song Mo drank a little wine.

She had never drunk alcohol before, and she didn't expect that the consequences would be after drinking. If she knew, she would definitely not raise her glass and put it in her mouth.

After drinking some wine, she covered her head and supported the table, and was confused.

Song Mo called his home and then lay on the table unconscious.

Song Family.

This family welcomed a new customer today.

"Young Master, drink tea." Butler Wang Ming came up with tea.

"Thanks."

Lu Nanxi thanked the butler and tasted the tea alone.

Mr. Song snorted, "Although the Lu family and the Song family are brother-in-law, they have not been in contact for many years."

He really didn't want to admit that the Song family had such a relative.

The Lu family’s history of making a fortune is not an inspirational story of honest young people working hard to start their own businesses, but a black history of bad young people who are mixed with gangs who are treacherous.

It is because of knowing these things that Mr. Song doesn’t like the Lu family very much.

Lu Nanxi didn't feel any discomfort, but just put down the cup, "How could it be, when I was still young, the old man hugged me."

"I remember the last time I saw you, you were still very young. At that time, I was like a porcelain doll, and I couldn't even touch you." Mr. Song seemed a little sad, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown so old."

In his impression, Lu Nanxi was timid and in poor health. She was always wrapped like a small rice dumpling and followed her parents.

Although this young man with long hair sitting in front of him looked nothing wrong, he vaguely made people wonder what he was hiding.

What Mr. Song can remember about his parents is that he only remembers that it was a loving couple. As for the car accident, it was mostly revenge from enemies.

Lu Nanxi was not embarrassed, "I haven't visited for a long time, and I almost made the old man forget my face."

"You suddenly visited, our Song family was not prepared, but our Song family was rude."

"It can't be said to be a visit. I was at the end of my life and wanted to find a relative to join me." He sighed, "It was because our Lu family used to be too evil, but now it collapses like a mountain collapse, and I can't do anything about it."

When the Lu family collapses, you should bury your dead child together.

Mr. Song had a faint smile on his lips, but he felt a little worried in his heart.

There is a big event in the Lu family. He is now keeping Lu Nanxi a serious Lu family bloodline, but he is afraid that it will cause trouble for the Song family.

Moreover, with Lu Nanxi's brain, if he escapes to the Song family, he must have a follow-up plan, and he is also afraid that the entire Song family will be within the kid's plan.

Mr. Song’s considerations were also clear, so he had already prepared the strategy.

"I know what Mr. Song is worried about, and I don't force Mr. Song to come forward to protect me, but if someone in the Song family is willing to say a few good things for me, I don't think the old man will be so heartless."

As he was talking, Lily walked downstairs.

She reported to Mr. Song, "Miss Second is a little uncomfortable, I want to pick her up."

"I'll go." Lu Nanxi smiled, "The old man didn't say anything just now, so he should have given me a chance, right?"

Mr. Song almost crushed the teacup in his hand.

What gave him a chance? He didn't have time to refuse just now!

Before he could say a few words, this brat ran away.

Fang Xing had just had a meal and was reading the documents. The familiar ringtone of his cell phone caused a headache.

"Good morning……"

Fang Xing, who is familiar with this person, interrupted his opening remark, "If you have something to say, you will hang up."

Lu Nanxi gently raised an eyebrow.

"A big deal, a big deal." He turned his hair.

"If something big happens, you won't be in a hurry?"

"My cute little cousin was confessed to her at the dinner tonight. Now she is going to be taken away by her damn rival. I'm anxious."

Lu Nanxi, who adheres to the principle of causing troubles that the world is afraid of chaos, told a small lie.

Of course, he also knew what kind of waves this little lie would make the person opposite the phone feel.

“Where?”

Lu Nanxi reported the address, and then hung up the phone opposite.

Looking at the interface that was hung up on his phone, he smiled and slowly waited for the red light on the opposite side to turn green.

At this time, the Lu family members should be anxious to jump.

After drinking, Song Mo always felt dizzy and had no strength. The most suitable thing now is to find a small quilt.

In a daze, she seemed to see a figure approaching and lying beside her.

"Xiao Ling? Is there any consciousness?"

Fang Xing gently shook her shoulders, and sighed when he saw that he was unconscious.

This is intoxicated.

"You can pour it into one cup, you really can't drink it." He picked up the person helplessly and walked downstairs.

He was hugging someone when he felt his neck tightening. Song Mo wrapped his neck around him and hugged him tightly.

He was a little nervous for a moment, his feet staggered, let go of his hand, and put the person down.

"What are you doing?"

Song Mo raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and he loosened his hands around his neck.

But as soon as she loosened her hands, she fell backwards. If Fang Xing hadn't pulled her, she would have hit her head to death on the spot.

She was also frightened and hugged Fang Xing's waist and refused to let go.

"you……"

"Don't move around, you will affect me and I will be rich."

//I'm alive

//Good news, the fever has subsided, the strength has been written, the bad news, the sun has become so hot, the throat has been uncomfortable all day long

//Dige: Baojuan, my throat, why is my throat so much
Chapter completed!