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Chapter 373

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The class leader stayed in the kitchen for a long time. I noticed that she was mainly looking at dishtowels, trash bags, and other small items. She looked at a row of food containers with the words "Discount" written on it for a long time, but she didn't put any in the cart.

Then, her eyes were attracted by the half-price microwave gloves. She held the two gloves in her hands and compared them with microscopic precision.

"I'll be done in a bit, don't worry!"

The class leader was too immersed and inadvertently thought I was her brother.

She blushed as soon as she said it. Mistaking me as Shu Zhe was a small matter, but the tone she used when she said it was like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child.

Shu Zhe, do you always make your sister worry! Do you have to rush me when the class leader is just picking something?

But then again, girls tend to take their time when buying things. I was patient because I wanted to raise my reputation with the class leader, and also because she was wearing a skirt today.

I won't say that every time the class leader bent over to pick up something, I would sneak a peek behind her, hoping to catch a glimpse of what was under her skirt!

But the class leader was like an experienced martial artist. Even if it was unintentional, she would still guard her skirt to the death. In the end, the despicable me didn't see anything.

But it was pretty exciting to stare at the class leader's white legs while being careful not to let the class leader see.

After we finally chose a pair of microwave gloves, the class leader put them in the shopping cart — — no, in the basket in the cart. Then she told me that she had already bought everything she needed and we could pay the bill after I was done.

I quickly grabbed two boxes of toothpicks from the shelf, then pushed the shopping cart to the checkout counter.

"Are you only picking these things?"

The class leader felt a bit apologetic because I waited for her for a long time, but I didn't let her wait any longer.

"It's fine." I said, it's normal for men to be faster than women. We men have been hunting since tens of thousands of years ago, and you women are responsible for gathering. The fruit won't run away if you're slow, but the prey will definitely run away if you're slow! "Is that so? You're pretty chauvinistic! " The class leader's tone became a bit colder, "If there's a chance, let's compete to see who's better at hunting?"

Crap … crap! I forgot the class leader comes from a family of hunters. If they raised their guns, not only would the wild boars and gazelles fall, even I, their competitor, would suffer a tragic fate.

Bastard! Women only needed to learn how to gather! Why did your forest ranger uncle want to teach you how to shoot? Don't tell me that when you face your boyfriend's betrayal, you don't have to be a mushroom-picking girl, but a huntress with a sniper rifle?

I don't want to be a decoration in the ranger's hut! I don't want to hang on the wall with a wild boar specimen! I don't want to be stepped on by the class leader like a bear. Animal Protection Association, please come and save me!

There was a long line at the cashier's, and I looked from cashier one to cashier nine. They were all the same, so I got in at random at the end of the line.

I was thirsty from all the shopping, so I picked up the half-finished Mai Dong from the cart and took a sip. Then I handed it to the class leader and asked:

"Are you going to drink?"

The class leader looked back at me without saying a word, as if she was waiting for me to realize my mistake.

No … not good! Letting the class leader drink a drink that I've already drunk from is equivalent to an indirect kiss! Since I always hang out with Xiao Qin, I forgot that girls might care about this!

But the class leader's reason had nothing to do with an indirect kiss.

"How can you drink a drink that hasn't been paid for yet!"

"Eh? But isn't that what everyone does? Don't restaurants also eat first before paying? It's not like I'm going to drink a few mouthfuls before putting it back … "

"Anyway, you're doing it in the wrong order!"

Then what counts as the right order? Marriage first, then the nuptial chamber? It's just a bottle of drink, is there a need to be so conflicted?

I pointed to the other unopened Mai Dong in the cart with a bitter face.

"If you hate an indirect kiss, then drink the new one …"

"It's not about the indirect kiss, nor is it about the new one!" The class leader continued to lecture me, "Before you pay, the bottle belongs to someone else! You can't infringe on someone else's property! "

Class leader, stop talking! You elevated a small matter to such a high level, the aunties at the back are laughing at us!

Also, if you don't care about the new one or the indirect kiss, is it because we've already kissed? Now that I think about the taste of your lips, it's even sweeter than this bottle!

It took a long time before it was our turn to pay. The class leader was the first to place her basket on the cashier and said without any room for discussion:

"Separate bills! We're not together! "

No one said we were together! Can you not be so sensitive! The cashier looked at us and then looked at me as if we were a couple throwing a tantrum!

After scanning the class leader's goods, the cashier said slowly:

"Our supermarket is currently having an event. You can participate in the lucky draw if you have ¥100 of goods. Miss, you're only short ¥9 …"

I placed my goods on the cashier while the class leader was slightly hesitant, "We'll pay together! That way I can definitely participate in the lucky draw! "

Before the class leader could stop me, the cashier already took my money and printed out a receipt. He was pretty happy to be able to save on one payment.

I took the receipt and lined up with the class leader in front of the cashier counter to prepare for the lucky draw. The class leader handed over all the money she owed to me according to the amount recorded on the receipt.

Then, under my astonished gaze, she took the unopened bottle from my plastic bag and unscrewed the cap to take a sip.

"What are you looking at!" She said with confidence and a bit shyness, "Think about it carefully, I already paid for this bottle! It's my drink now! I'm thirsty, can't I drink my own drink! "

Of course it's fine! I'll let you drink it even if you don't pay! Don't hold it in if you're thirsty! Would it kill you to take a sip before paying!

Wal-Mart has a pretty high winning rate this time. It's usually a plastic cup or a bottle of green tea. When it was our turn, the uncle in front of us just happened to draw a cart. I said to the class leader:

"My luck isn't good, you should draw!"

The class leader seemed a bit troubled, "My luck isn't good either …"

But we weren't expecting to win anything, so she reached into the box and took out a lottery ticket.

I never expected the staff member to excitedly call over his colleagues to take a look after scraping off the coating:

"Hey hey! First prize! It's the first prize! Our supermarket finally got a first prize! Hurry up and call Xiao Sun and show off! "

When the staff member handed the ¥500 shopping card to the class leader, she was still standing there in a daze. She wasn't used to the envious gazes of the surrounding customers.

"I've never even won a balloon before …"

The class leader muttered quietly.

I was also quite surprised, but it's not like ¥500 is 5 million, it's nothing strange to win once in a while. My aunt even won a ¥4000 flat screen TV when she went to a pharmacy to buy medicine!

"Wow, class leader, your luck is really good!" I clapped my hands to celebrate. She was embarrassed to be in front of everyone.

"I definitely wouldn't win if it was me! I'm a famous unlucky hand! When I was clearing Instance Dungeons for Xiao Ding from the Pet Hospital, every time I killed a Boss, it was always trash that nobody wanted! "

"Xiao Ding? The university graduate who refuses to talk to me? "The class leader frowned," Do you guys always play online games together? "

"No, I only occasionally play for him." I said, "Anyways, it's definitely because you're lucky to win first prize, so you can take this shopping card back!"

"How can I do that!" The class leader, who left the service desk to avoid being surrounded by onlookers, said with a serious expression, "We both won this shopping card together, there's no reason for me to keep it to myself! Also, my luck isn't that good, if I drew by myself, I probably wouldn't even get a green tea … "

"That's strange." I said as I pushed the shopping cart towards the exit, "Do we have better luck if we're together?"

This possibility made the class leader ponder for a long time. After a while, she said:

"We'll have to wait until after the volleyball and basketball games to know if we'll have better luck or not."

Huh? What does it have to do with those things! We've always been classmates in class 3. If we could make our class win together, then we wouldn't have lost so badly last year! Is it because I didn't work hard with you, so it doesn't count as' together '? Since I was promoted to the PE committee member this year, I became your subordinate, so are you looking forward to my performance!

"Also, if you don't object …" The class leader waved the shopping card between her fingers, "If the volleyball and basketball games reach the target, then I'll use the money in the card to buy some drinks and snacks for everyone to celebrate. If we don't reach the target, then we lose, then I'll return the card to you."

Huh? If we win, you'll use our money to treat us, but if we lose, you'll return it all to me? Class leader, your standards of reward and punishment are a bit strange! Are you still the same person who was picking out special offers in the kitchen and bathroom area? Can you not always be so stingy!

After we left the supermarket, I volunteered to help the class leader carry her goods to where she parked her bike. She smiled and did not refuse.

Suddenly, a question that had been bothering me for a long time came up. I couldn't help but ask the class leader:

"Class leader, let me ask you something, don't be mad! Are you not afraid of exposing yourself if you wear a skirt and ride a bike? "

The class leader calmly took out four small clips from her skirt pocket and showed it to me.

"What are these for?" I scratched my head in confusion.

"As long as you use these clips to clamp the skirt in the right position, the skirt will turn into shorts. That way, you won't be exposed, and it can prevent perverts like you from peeking!"

Who's a pervert! You call me a pervert when I gave you a warning out of goodwill! What are you trying to show off with a few crappy clips! So what if you have high intelligence!

Since it was unsightly to park bicycles randomly, Walmart recently provided bicycle parking racks. The yellow metal racks can be used to store bicycles on both sides. It saves space and is neat. It's the best choice for an OCD patient like the class leader.

I looked towards the class leader's familiar sky-blue bicycle and suddenly saw: There was a suspicious-looking fatty holding a tool and trying to touch the class leader's bicycle!

Is it a bicycle thief? Supermarket security, you guys are neglecting your duties! But the class leader's bicycle is already a bit old and there's a brand new mountain bike next to it. Why would the thief steal the class leader's bicycle instead of a mountain bike!

That's not right, this fatty looks a little familiar! I think he's also a student from 28 Middle! I think he's a third year student council member named Zuo Xiong or something. I think he once wrote an anonymous letter to the class leader, but he stupidly left his student ID in the envelope. In the end, the class leader returned his student ID and rejected his request to go out with her …

After a closer look, this guy isn't trying to pry open the class leader's bicycle lock! He's trying to remove the seat of the class leader's bicycle! He's smelling it while removing it! What a perverted expression! Is a bicycle seat that has come in contact with the class leader's butt worth fantasizing about! Are you going to take the bicycle seat home and use it as a pillow!

Anger rose in my heart, and I became bold. I took a big stride forward, pointed my finger, and shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Let go of the bicycle seat!!"

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