Wang Jiaqi suddenly shouted, "Xiaoyou, you're going to class."
Cheng Ningyou heard this and said, "Okay."
[Xiaobai who lost his memory]: 'Master, I'm going to class first, bye.'
The reason why she wanted to become a disciple of Diemeng Feiyang was partly because of her previous promise, and partly because she deeply felt that the virtual world also needed a backend.
Just now, she was bullied by Fengrao Jiutian because she did not have a godfather in the game. If she had recognized a master like Diemeng Feiyang, she would not have been living in the game like Xiaoqiang.
Diemeng Feiyang stood in the pavilion of the Divine Pond, looking at the disappearing red shadow on the Forgotten Cliff opposite,
There was an inexplicable feeling of melancholy in my heart, which was even more melancholy than his sad flute sounds every time.
Overbearing and unreasonable, she just disappeared in front of his eyes. If he reached out to hold her, kept her, and expressed his reluctance, would she not be as invisible as she is now?
Three girls walked together holding textbooks. In the hot summer, everyone's forehead would be more or less shiny.
When she walked to the school sports commune, Wu Yuehua suddenly pointed in one direction and said to Cheng Ningyou and Wang Jiaqi, "Oh, alas, look, look."
"What are you looking at?" Cheng Ning curiously cast his gaze in the direction of Wu Yuehua's finger.
Wang Jiaqi suddenly had peach-shaped eyes and opened her mouth, barely able to laugh out loud, "Wow, you are the best in the school. Do you have classes today for the best?"
"I don't know. It depends on his mood in class. It's not an important class anyway. If he doesn't come, the best principal will come. Anyway, they are all the best."
"Too."
Cheng Ning worriedly looked at the man they were talking about, tilted his neck and looked at the extremely cold man Wang Jiaqi and the others talked about seriously.
After observing it, she nodded and said, "It's indeed not bad. It looks very appetizing."
Wu Yuehua continued what Cheng Ningyou said, "It's a pity that he is a cold man. Not many people have seen his real smile."
"Let's take a detour and say hello to him." Wu Yuehua suddenly suggested.
Wang Jiaqi agreed with Wu Yuehua's proposal, "Okay."
Cheng Ningyou frowned and expressed disapproval, "Don't want it? Didn't you say he is very cold?"
She had just come to this school. She didn't know how many top students were lurking in this school. It would be better to observe them for a while and take action.
"What's the point of being cold? If you can say hello to the best, you can turn me into ice. In the hot summer, don't we just want that cool feeling?"
Wu Yuehua finished her words in an infatuated manner, and Wang Jiaqi acted even more exaggeratedly, "Yes, Leng Jipin, come and give us some air conditioning, I need you..."
With that said, the two of them rushed towards Pei Mochen's direction with their textbooks in hand.
Cheng Ning worried "..."
She followed them slowly and slowly.
Pei Mochen was wearing a light blue shirt, which matched perfectly with the beige nine-point pants underneath, and her profile was even more feminine.
When Wang Jiaqi and Wu Yuehua saw Pei Mochen turning around and preparing to go upstairs, they forgot in a hurry, "Teacher Pei..."
The two people's voices overlapped, loud and resonant. Cheng Ningyou's footsteps happened to catch up with the two of them. When she heard their two so erotic shouts, the corner of her mouth twitched silently twice.
In order to prevent Pei Mochen from misunderstanding that the scream came from her, just when Pei Mochen turned to look at them.
(I will soon give you a heroine who is more domineering and more manly than before. The story about childhood sweethearts. The heroine must have been set up from the beginning, so don’t worry.)
