An Xiaoshuo smiled and grabbed the hem of her skirt that was about to be lifted by the wind with one hand. She secretly remembered what happened when she fell from the hen tree and rode on An Nuan. Tell me, did An Nuan see anything?
Although I reacted quickly, I can't guarantee that An Nuan didn't see something!
Although, An Xiaoruo couldn't tell anything from An Nuan's expression.
"OK!"
Sheng Yujing let go of An Xiaoruo's hand, then supported his chin with one hand and nodded thoughtfully. There was still a faint playful smile on his lips. An Xiaoruo was sure that he had read it correctly.
It's definitely not an illusion.
"Wait a minute!"
An Xiaoruo ignored the playful smile, turned around, pulled off the rubber band on her head, and her black hair fell on her shoulders, then folded the excess part of the skirt together and tied it tightly with the rubber band.
Then he took off his extra high heels and stepped barefoot on the soft grass. Then he turned back, holding the high heels in both hands, and smiled brightly like a flower: "Okay!! Now you can run as much as you want."
Looking at An Xiaoruo's bright smile, Jing couldn't help but smile: "Sure enough, ladies are not suitable for you."
Listening to Sheng Yujing's words, I can't believe that Sheng Yujing once thought An Xiaoruo was a lady.
But, sorry, An Xiaoruo has never been a lady.
"Hey!!! Do you mean I'm not ladylike enough?" An Xiaoruo held her high heels in both hands and put her hands on her hips pretending to be angry. She looked a bit like a little ruffian.
"That's what you think!" Sheng Yujing would also show a beautiful smile, but this time there was no playfulness as before.
"You..." An Xiaoruo was a little speechless, forget it, don't argue with people who don't know how to appreciate it.
Seeing someone's angry look, Sheng Yujing lowered his head and pinched An Xiaoruo's little face, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Do you know what the third legend of Sheng Yu Academy is?"
"What? I remember clearly that the first one is Twelve Nobles, the second one is Death Classroom, and the third one, I don't know." An Xiaoruo was also confused as to why the third legend couldn't be found online.
If not, no one will mention this third legend.
"The third one is only known to us twelve nobles." Sheng Yujing said lightly, but there was a strange light shining in his eyes. Such light was something An Xiaoruo had never seen before.
"What on earth is it? Jing, just tell me! Don't tantalize me!"
The third legend has completely aroused An Xiaoruo's interest. If Jing dares to make fun of her, then Jing will definitely be dead, even if he is Sheng Yujing.
"The third legend is about the centrifugal lake."
He looked at the surface of the Centrifugal Lake indifferently, and for a moment, there was a hint of sadness, which further aroused An Xiaoruo's interest in knowing.
"Centrifugal Lake?" An Xiaoruo looked confused.
"Well..." Sheng Yujing looked at An Xiaoruo's appearance, frowned slightly, then walked to An Xiaoruo, knelt down, pointed at her back and said, "You'd better come up! If you step on it,
What should I do if I get to the glass?”
An Xiaoruo stared at Sheng Yujing's broad shoulders, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.