Chapter 162 (1/2)
After a change of street, Xia Yu chatted up more than 30 aunts all the way. He used more than a dozen different methods, but he still failed. He felt that he had some bad luck. This is definitely not his problem. It is the aunts who have Mao disease come out to have fun together today!
Xia Yu was a little haggard. He would rather work 24 hours crazy than do this kind of non human work.
Seeing another aunt coming in front of him, Xia Yu had lost his heart and didn't hold any hope. He just wanted to kill someone by mistake, so he welcomed him with a dry smile. This time, he simply asked, ”Auntie, can I have your phone number?”
”Yes.”
”Oh, sorry to disturb you.” Xia Yu bowed his head and wanted to go. Suddenly, he felt wrong. He turned around and said, ”what? Do you think so? ”
Xia Yu excitedly took out his mobile phone and said, ”no, I need the number. Please tell me.”
The aunt reported a string of numbers, and Mo Xiayu's arm, vaguely said: ”little brother, you are strong, I'm shaking my heart. Why don't we find a hidden space to communicate the new music well?”
Xia Yu wrote down the number, but the countdown in his head did not disappear. Xia Yu was a little strange. Didn't all the conditions have been met? What else? He asked, ”Auntie, you have forty-five this year?”
”I hate it. I don't want to ask about the age of NV children. I'm 48 years old.”
Forty eight? That's no problem. The phone is about to arrive. Suddenly Xia Yu thought of a very terrible question. He couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice: ”Auntie, you can't be. Have you ever had a change xing operation?”
The aunt hit her and said, ”Oh, I hate it. How do you know the secrets of others?”
”Poof Ah Da Xia Yu punches past and then runs away. This time, he runs faster than the rabbit hit by the arrow.
Turning one street after another, Xia Yu has a little impulse to cry. Isn't he asking for a number? Why is it so difficult? Why is it so hard to meet a robber or a corpse demon? My life is so hard
”What's wrong with you, young man? Are you all right? ” One had to be sticky and dirty, and his appearance was really miserable. When he heard the voice, he said feebly, ”I'm ok, but I was forced to Jian.”
”Ah? Strong Jian
Xia Yu was impatient and said it casually. When he heard the response, he saw that he was a fashionable and expensive Fu, and he was not very good. Luan said with a busy smile: ”robbery, ha ha, wrong. I was robbed of all my property. I wanted to borrow a mobile phone to make a phone call. Everyone thought I was trying to cheat on my mobile phone...”
Guifu handed him his cell phone, ”take it.”
Xia Yu jumped to his feet, took the phone and input his number. He had already set the vibration. As soon as he felt the vibration inside the Ku bag, he hung up the phone and returned it. He felt that the countdown had disappeared. His face was full of tears. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that it would take no effort to break through the iron shoes to find a place to come
”What's the matter? No answer? ”
”Ah?” Xia Yu a Leng, ”ah, yes, no one to pick up, forget it, I'd better walk back slowly.”
”Or I'll see you off?”
Suddenly met a warm, Xia Yu some feel the contrast is too big, busy waved his hand: ”no, you can borrow my mobile phone, I feel Ji, I walk back, thank you.”
”Don't be polite to me. My son is waiting for me in the car. Let's go there. Where is your house? It won't take much gas to drive around.”
Xia Yu was waiting to refuse. A childish voice said, ”Mom, how long have you been doing
Xia Yu and GUI Fu looked at it together. GUI Fu said, ”here, wait a minute.” Then he said with a smile to Xia Yu, ”this is my son.”
The boy ran to see Xia Yu and cried out: ”teacher Xia!? Why are you here? ”
Xia Yu didn't expect that it was LecA's mother who helped him deal with this matter. Xia Yu waved and said with a smile, ”Hi.”
”You, you are the head teacher of Kaka, Miss Xia?”
Xia Yu grabbed his head and said, ”yes, ha ha...”
”Not to mention, come on, get in the car, and I'll take you back.”
”Why should we send him back?” Leka said
”What are you talking about? Send the teacher back, but also ask why? It's not polite at all! ”