Chapter 1279 Versailles Literature! Hua Ling's Marriage Proposal Was Rejected

The ceremony for the freshmen came to an end soon. As soon as the deans and vice deans left, the freshmen surrounded Jin Xiaobao with eager eyes!

Xiaobao hugged his rose nervously, for fear that this one would also be taken away.

A freshman asked curiously, "Xiaobao Xueba, how did you get the first place in the exam? So amazing?"

Xiaobao's face was full of doubts: "Just like that..."

The exams in this academy are also weird, he thought he was playing games before.

"Have you been practicing before? You should be a basic monk, right? Can you fly with your sword?" A thirteen- or four-year-old girl next to her asked expectantly.

"Yujian Fei?" Little Treasure tilted his head and thought, "Little Treasure doesn't know that."

His grandfather had taught him a lesson before, how can the current patriarch of the ancient relics rely on flying swords?

What a shame for the family?

Everyone was about to feel disappointed, how did Yu Jianfei get the first place?

Jin Xiaobao: "Xiaobao never uses his sword, he can fly directly."

Saying that, the little man jumped up with a "whoosh" and flew straight up higher than an adult's head.

The eyes of all the freshmen were about to pop out: "!!!"

Damn, this little guy has been well versed in Versailles literature since he was a child!

The level is so high that you don't need to fly with the sword at all? Can you fly by yourself?

Mom, this is really a big guy!

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As the vice president, Bai Chuwei lives at the highest peak of the mountain in Kunlun College. Standing by the mountain, you can listen to the sound of the clear spring flowing from the mountain, which is quiet and leisurely.

The freshman ceremony was only held today, so I temporarily stayed in the bedroom in the academy.

That guy Xueqiu went down the mountain with Su Jing to the cafeteria and grabbed a meal with the freshmen.

Bai Chuwei was leaning on the slump, holding a few pieces of ooze in her hand.

Hearing a gust of wind in his ears, Bai Chuwei didn't even lift her head, she knew it was Duan Feihan and One Million.

One million looked around in the bedroom and didn't see the stupid mouse, so he simply slipped out of the window and flew directly to the cafeteria down the mountain.

Duan Feihan had just finished a day's work, and as soon as she entered her bedroom in Kunlun College, she saw Bai Chuwei kneading mud, and there were some colored mud on the table.

Duan Feihan raised his eyebrows: "What are you pinching?"

After asking, Duan Feihan suddenly felt that something was wrong. He always felt that Bai Chuwei was pinching out the shape of a human figure.

The old ancestor lifted his eyelids and said casually, "I can't give birth, just pinch a doll and come out fresh and fresh."

Seeing Xiaobao, the little patriarch, Bai Chuwei suddenly became interested.

Ordinary people can't put it back after giving birth to a baby. She doesn't have to worry about it when she squeezes a clay figurine.

Duan Feihan froze: "..."

cannot give birth.

Duan Feihan sat down on her soft side, his slender fingers like jade lightly unbuttoned the two buttons of the suit, gently tore off the tie around his neck, and said in a low voice, "Then try again?"

It's impossible to try again.

The mountain wind outside suddenly picked up, blowing away the fog in the mountains.

Bai Chuwei suddenly put down the semi-finished clay figurine in her hand, put one hand on Duan Feihan's arm, and said in a light voice, "Hanhan, I suddenly don't want to have a baby anymore."

Duan Feihan was startled.

The next moment, the door of the bedroom was knocked open from the outside, and a figure rushed in like a tornado, rushing straight towards Bai Chuwei.

The man lay crying on Bai Chuwei's soft couch, and shouted in choked voices: "Master, my proposal was rejected by the big sister, she is going to marry someone else as a wife, and she is a second marriage! I am finished, she Don't leave me, no one spends the billions I earn..."

Hua Ling cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.

Bai Chuwei lifted her eyelids and said to Duan Feihan, "Hanhan, do you see it? To have such a stupid son, it's better to pinch a mud baby to be more realistic."

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