Standing at the school entrance during the opening ceremony, I stared at her mouth in an 'O' shape for half an hour before I came back to my senses.
There are two majestic stone lions standing on both sides of the school gate that is 100 meters wide. The black marble is so clean that it reflects the soulless soul of our school. In the middle of the school gate shines two large gold-edged characters - "Holy Night".
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"What! Miss Han Yin, you, you, you... actually sold me." Looking at the 'servant contract' in my hand, I jumped three feet high in anger.
"My darling, my mother can't bear to part with you!" The old mother sold me like a piece of junk as if she was selling it in tears.
"I won't do it, I won't do it" Wuwu! No! What a contract wife! What if someone accidentally dies?
"Baby, just be my wife," my mother said lightly and calmly.
"Wife? Wife? Mommy, a Korean beauty..." I looked at my mother pitifully
"We will transfer to Holy Night tomorrow, everything has been arranged." Mom counted the red banknotes, as if there was no need to discuss it.
"You are so heartless!" I roared to the sky in despair.
"Also, don't let anyone know the secret of your eyes, otherwise you will die miserably."
"..."
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Among the cars that were coming and going, I couldn't tell the brand. After swallowing my saliva, I still tangled and collapsed into the magnificent door. The sight that immediately appeared in front of me almost made me drop my glasses.
"Classmate, please ask..."
"Hey, you are so stupid, don't get too close to others." The girl waved her little hands twice delicately, stepped on high heels and walked away proudly with her small waist twisted.
Han Qing, how can you be so broad-minded and angry with such a little princess?... Bear with it, come on... Even though this is already the fourteenth time, the little angel in my heart is working hard to reach my burning heart.
Watering the heart of fire
Wearing red canvas shoes, I looked at the suitcase that I had been carrying for two hours.
After wandering around for two hours, I sat dejectedly under the maple tree, beating my weak calves, and helplessly watched the opening ceremony of the "Princess, Prince, King, Queen" aristocratic school.
The golden babies of the upper class are all coquettishly nestled in the arms of their parents, and they bid farewell with little tears... Wow... such a heartwarming scene
This school is really majestic. The beige tiles stretch out under the autumn sun, and the British-style buildings show a gorgeous style.
The garden is full of red maples, with bright fires, flowers, balloons, and red carpets... It's all so joyful that I, the unlucky guy, look out of place.
"Ah!" The little devil kicked the little angel who was watering the water "Han Qing, I despise you, I despise you..." The little devil yelled, and finally the 200-decibel lion roar went straight into the sky.
‘Bang--’
Uh! What sound?
Turn your head 90° and there is a purple-red figure lying half a meter away. The purple-red figure seems to be mad in pain and turns its head around like a slow-motion replay.