"Fuck, although it is indeed possible, please don't be too cynical. I don't think it's easy to collapse.

As long as you don’t deliberately do anything stupid, I can still read it even if it’s all about emotions!”

Hongli grabbed Hei Yang's arm: "Come on, come on, come with me to buy books. You won't be able to get them if you're late!"

"Okay, okay, go, go, don't pull my collar...

But when it comes to Qingbai Bookstore, why does it sound so familiar to me? It shouldn’t be run by Wuse’s family, right?"

"Nonsense, of course not. It's not like you haven't been with me before. Think again."

"Hmm...wait...could it be..."

"Ah, it was opened by the old gentleman who taught us how to read and write.

But you, Hei Yang, are the fastest graduating legend there, so it’s normal that you’re not familiar with me.”

"You can't say that. When I went to pick you up from school, I met the old man a few times. Wait, those books of yours that are not serious..."

"Hey, hey, what the hell is that look in your eyes!"

Seeing Hei Yang looking at her with shocked eyes, Hong Li gritted her teeth and punched him, roaring angrily.

"Fuck, I must be doing underground transactions through secret channels!

I'm so sick. Why don't you go to the teacher's bookstore to buy that stuff? If you don't want to live, I still want to!"

"..."

"..."

Qing Jiahuang squatted on the tree with an expressionless face, looked at the little girl playing in the yard in the distance, and nodded.

"Very good, everything is fine!"

"Chirp!"
Chapter completed!