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Chapter 162: Pretend to achieve a 100% effect.

[My brother doesn't know that I... can I keep it confidential for me when I work part-time?]
Alison typed on the phone's vocal software, and the mechanical female voice read this plea.
"Why? You are not killing people and setting fires when you work part-time."
[He hopes that I will focus on studying in school and not be distracted, especially in terms of finance, without any burden.]
"Then he said it makes sense. It's not that he can't afford your tuition. The National University of Coffin University is not expensive in a year."
Ivis didn't want to do it either. The girl who couldn't speak worked so hard, but she helped Carl.
[But I am 23 years old and should have been independent long ago. I know what you think, if you are disabled, you should stay in a greenhouse, but I am a human being and eager to create wealth and value with my hands.]
Alison looks sick and pale, but his bones are full of dissatisfaction and struggle with fate.
He has always been strong and competitive, but he is hidden under his weak and pale appearance.
He was determined not to lose to Carl, but he could only continue his studies in college.
I don't want to disappoint Carl, nor do I want others to look down on me.
In fact, she has always emphasized that she is a normal person and there is no need to receive special treatment.
But most people either show discrimination or are too enthusiastic - this is essentially a behavior that divides boundaries.
Only Avis, carelessly showed confusion and differences, and treated Alison as a person with language barriers - not physical incompleteness, but communication misalignment, similar to foreign languages.
This kind of misalignment can be compensated by hard work.
Alison enjoys unique respect among sign language illiterate Avis.
This fool treats her as a normal person, always "I don't understand what you said", "Hey, can anyone translate it for me?"...
Compared with most enthusiastic people who always care about consciously, Avis' shameless behavior that always wants to take advantage of her makes Alison even more happy.
Everyone is protecting Alison.
Only Ivis wants to have Alison.
"So too. I have always wanted to rely on my own strength and hands to achieve something outside of myths and slap my parents in the face, but I have tried it and I can't tolerate anything except food, accommodation and cart."
[Is it okay if you don’t include it in the state bureau? You are eating my brother’s meal card. Remember to give it to him again...] Alison complained.
Unfortunately, Avis was not affected by the complaints. He straightened his waist and put his hands on Alison's shoulders, trying to forcibly establish a spiritual connection between the two:
"I understand you. We are all sympathetic to each other and we are both people who fall into the world."
Alison almost got off the chair by Ai Gou's extremely heavy paws.
She slapped the other person's hand, her mouth twitched, she typed, and said:
[Speak straight, don't touch your feet!]
"Okay, I won't touch my feet."
Ivis let go of his hands and raised it over his ears, like a foul football player, whistled by the referee.
Then he grabbed the chair with his hands and moved to Alison like he was riding a horse.
Just as the latter was wondering where his brain was in, a slight pain came from his shoulders—
Alison's shoulder was bitten again.
If you don’t move your hands and feet, you can move your mouth!
"thump!"
Alison was in pain and subconsciously pushed away the biting dog.
Ives was pushed to the floor without sitting firmly.
[It's okay! Who told you to bite people!]
Alison quickly stood up and reached out to support him.
Aivis, who has long hands and feet as long as a spider crab, leans on the ground, making him laughable.
"This is the most brilliant sneak attack I have encountered this year."
Avis grabbed Alison's arm and pretended to get up
Alison's face turned red again, he glanced at Ivis, and quickly took his claws off his arm.
His face was so hot that he swung it casually and slapped Avis in the arm.
"hiss!"
You damn sweet angel, I always became Cupid's target when I descended to earth... Avis's demented smile expanded from the corner of his mouth to the upper and lower shed teeth, and smiled into a pot of cooked dog heads.
[……] What to do? This guy smiles so annoyingly...
"Hehehehehe, your hands don't hurt, right?"
Avis stretched out his claws, picked up the girl's white and tender hands, and took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
The snow is white and snowy, smooth, fragrant, soft and tender.
Alison bit his lower lip and pulled out his hand, looking at the obscene Avis.
The girl's face turned red, reaching the base of her neck.
Back at the table, picked up the dining plate, sat on another table, ignoring Ivis.
She took a sip of coffee and started eating slowly.
Avis sat opposite him, holding his chin with his hands on his face, watching Alison eat.
Look at her every movement and expression, and every time she opens her mouth and chews.
Alison has a feeling of numbness when zoo monkeys eat and are watching. He asked:
[This guest official, can you go back to the table behind you?]
"Hmm? The back desk? What's wrong?"
[It's okay...you can do whatever you want...I'll go back to school after I finish eating.]
Alison slowly finished the bré cake and drank all the coffee in the cup.
Pick up the tray and go back to the bar.
Go out of the back door, ride on the electric dolphin, and buzz toward the school...
Avis was outside the bar and waited for a long time but didn't see Alison. He couldn't help asking the female boss if this girl had been going to get a big shot for so long.
"She's off work, didn't you tell you? You're leaving." The female boss wiped the water droplets from the cup on the towel and replied.
"I guess she said it, but I can't understand it!"
Avis turned around and planned to chase him out, but was stopped by the female boss:
"Hey, boy, Hold on your love, or you'll hurt her."
"What does it mean? Why should you keep your love stable?"
In Avis's view, when Alison stood in front of her, her love for her was like a flood, and she could not be closed with the gate.
You must always possess all the other party's audio-visual and attention to count and relieve his desire to sway.
Alison, who had never considered the disaster downstream of the flood.
The female boss smiled, shook her head, and waved her hand to tell him to chase the girl quickly.
It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's normal not to understand.
Time will teach Ivis to be a dog.
Alison will teach him how to be a human being.
...
Ivis drove to chase after halfway, and the noisy luxury supercar easily caught up with the weak electric dolphin.
Alison's mount is no slower than a car, and it is no faster than an old cow.
Slowly climb the long slope from the school entrance to the dormitory at a constant speed of 10 kilometers.
Avis's dark square coffin supercar also maintained a slow speed, driving parallel to Alison.
"Shh~" A whistle that deserves a beating sounded, and the sky resounded fullly throughout the quiet campus avenue.
"Beauty, get in the car~"
In autonomous driving mode, Avis casually placed the steering wheel with his right hand, his left hand and half of his body pressed against the door, and patted the door frivolously.
Street hooligans chatting and harassing good girls.
But Avis is thick-skinned, handsome, and silly.
A series of hooligans played in one go, without any sense of incongruity.
At first glance, I am a veteran. After countless practices and practices, I can blow the whistle and pat the car door so skillfully and perfectly.
Chapter completed!
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