1沈西秦做过无数种不美妙的假设,但听到那句话的一瞬间,还是觉得五雷轰顶,像一个人忐忑不安地躲过了一群小怪兽,松了口气转过身,才看到那只巨大凶恶的恐龙正虎视眈眈地站在他面前,让他插翅难逃。新同桌宁佳问:“沈西秦,你的嘴巴里是什么味道?嚼了烂虾?”不高不低的声音巧妙地避开了班主任,却引得周围同学纷纷转头,然后所有同学木偶似的统一夸张地捂住鼻子、扇起了风。“什么味道啊,难闻死了。” 1 Shen Xi Qin has done countless kinds of non-fantastic assumptions, but at that moment, still feel thunderstruck, like a man uneasy to escape a group of little monsters, relieved turned around, only to see that huge Rogue dinosaur is eyeing him in front of him, let him helpless. New table with the best of Ning Q: “Shen Xi Qin, what is your taste in the mouth? Chewing a rotten shrimp?” Not low the sound cleverly avoided the class teacher, but attracted around the students have turned around, and then all the students Puppet-like uniform over his nose, fanned the wind. “What a taste, ah, it’s terrible.”