You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 935

It rained all night. The morning sky was bright. The beautiful leaves looked vibrant. Even in such a cloudy day, the air was fresh and pleasant.

There were few people on the street, where a cleaner in an orange uniform was sweeping the road, and the bamboo broom made rustling sound.

Mouth-watering aromas rose up from booths at the school gate, where there sold steaming steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk, as well as the fried noodles and glutinous rice rolls that Onyx wanted to eat.

In front of a booth stood several students.

Sound touched her belly unconsciously, feeling that she could have another breakfast. She walked up to the queue, bought the glutinous rice roll with potatoes, and the fried noodles with eggs that Keyla wanted last night.

When she was about to enter the school with two bags in her hands, the security guard reached out and stopped her. "You can't take the breakfast to the school. You should eat them up before you enter."

Sound was stunned and wanted to retort that others had also brought the breakfast with them. But when she turned around, she found that her classmates were putting the breakfast into their schoolbags.

"...."

Well, it was the first time that she did it, after all.

Sound thought of something. She hurried out of the school gate, turned to a place where the security guard couldn't see her, and put the breakfast in her bag.

Suddenly, a pair of legs appeared in front of her. Sound was shocked. Was it possible that the security guard was chasing after her and staring at her?

She raised her head slowly and found that it was Sampson. She breathed a sigh of relief. Since Sampson's sudden appearance made her heart skip a beat, she glared at Sampson.

Sampson took out a paper bag and put it in front of Sound, reminding her, "If you directly put the breakfast in your schoolbag without a paper bag, it would leave some smell on your bag."

Then he left.

Sound blinked. It was not until she saw Sampson enter the school that she realized what had happened. She frowned and looked at the paper bag in her hand.

'Does he want to pacify me with such a bag? No way!'

Sound folded the paper bag and put it into her schoolbag. Then she put the breakfast in it and easily entered the school.

With a bag of steamed bun and two bottles of soy milk in his hand, Reid complained when he saw Sampson come back, "It looks too ugly. Why did you take my bag? That's a carefully chosen bag for my princess."

The princess in Reid's words was Josie, the campus belle of the No. 3 High School.

"My princess will take the college entrance examination in two months. She has been working so hard recently that she can't even have a good breakfast." With a distressed look on his face, Reid remembered that Sampson was also going to take the college entrance examination this year. "Why do you look so idle? You are going to take the college entrance examination soon."

Sampson spat out a sentence, "I have good grades."

Reid was rendered speechless.

'Yes, you are right. But Sampson, can you be more modest?'

They walked side by side to the teaching building. Holding the breakfast in his hand, Reid thought for a while and said, "No, I can't send it to my princess. It looks so ugly without my beautiful paper bag. I'd better eat it myself."

Then Reid took a bite of the bun. The fresh and tender gravy flowed into his mouth, and his eyes lit up.

"Yummy! The steamed buns here are really delicious. No wonder the student in front of me bought more than ten buns just now." He was chewing a steamed bun and his words couldn't sound clearly.

Judging from the expression on Reid's face, one could tell that the steamed buns were delicious.

"Sampson, want one?"

"No." Sampson paused for a moment, turned around and asked, "Is it really delicious?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, you can have a try." Reid took out a steamed bun and gave it to Sampson. "Of course the food my princess likes is delicious."

Staring at the steamed buns for a while, Sampson didn't eat one. He put the buns into his pocket and asked, "How about the glutinous rice rolls and fried noodles outside?"

"The glutinous rice rolls are okay, but the fired noodles are kind of dirty. A girl I knew had diarrhea after she ate it, but I don't know if today's booth is the one she went to. After all, there is no need to rent a booth at the school gate. Booths might be different every day."

Sampson's eyes flashed.

"I have something else to do. You can go."

"What?" Reid wondered what Sampson could do. The class was about to begin. But it was hard to get an answer from Sampson. He seemed to be in a bad mood now. Therefore, Reid just nodded and left.