After Hideyoshi left, many young girls looked out the window reluctantly, but what they saw was the back of his bastards. They were so angry that they lost their composure and showed their heart-scratching posture.
Of course, there are also some fresh and artistic female students who put their hands together on the table and sighed softly, "He is really charming, I like him so much..."
As for those vulgar girls, they were very explicit. An ugly fat girl shouted heartbreakingly, "Hideyoshi, you are the sun in my heart. I am willing to live for you, die for you, and love you forever..."
Ximen Lang inevitably heard these voices. He looked sideways, curled his lips in disdain, and thought to himself: "As for that, isn't he just a little white-faced prince? He looks so handsome, but he actually charmed you like this. Damn it!"
Mako sat down again, and when he turned around, there was a guilty look on his face, and he said: "I'm sorry, teacher, we have met before. Maybe you have already remembered that I am the girl from the morning before yesterday..."
Sure enough, it was her, and hatred surged in Ximenlang's heart. The image of that vulgar young lady emerged in his mind. For a moment, all the good impressions that Zhenzi had given him disappeared. However, now he is becoming more and more...
Although he hated the other party, he didn't show his scheming. He laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, it was just a misunderstanding. I have almost forgotten about it."
"Really, teacher, you don't blame me?" Mako's face showed surprise.
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Of course, it's not surprising if you don't know. Besides, you tried your best to defend me just now. I'm grateful to you before it's too late."
"That's great, teacher, you have a very broad mind, and I admire you very much." A look of admiration flashed through Mako's bright eyes.
Sakurai Chiyo frowned, "What are you doing? Could it be that Mako has fallen in love with Zhang Lang? No, you are only a little older, how could you have such an idea? Zhang Lang's age and identity are a perfect match for me, don't you?"
Is it okay to stir in the middle?
Although she had opinions in her heart, Sakurai Chiyo did not dare to speak out. You know, one sentence is the most suitable to describe Mako, that is, the appearance of an angel and the behavior of a devil. She would never dare to provoke that little witch.
Ximen Lang ate the last food on the plate and responded casually: "Thank you, I'm not that good. It's just that I have some questions..." While speaking, he couldn't help but look at the girl's dark, straight long hair.
Fa looked over.
Mako Hyouxue was smart and understood the other party's question after a brief thought. She glanced at Chiyo Sakurai opposite and said, "Teacher Zhang, it's not convenient to talk here. Come with me." She stood up and faced to the west.
Walk over.
Why, there is no secret left, Ximen Lang stood up and followed him over.
When Sakurai Chiyo saw the two leaving together, she felt angry and snorted. She stood up and twisted her waist to walk out of the cafeteria and returned to the office.
The Crown Prince and Prince Consort of the RB Empire both studied at the University of Tokyo, which made the school feel proud. Based on their special status, the school specially arranged two private rooms in the cafeteria for the brothers and sisters to dine, and arranged a special
Service staff will receive special care.
The two elegant rooms are named "Bamboo Sea Listening to the Waves" and "Dancing Sakura" respectively. The former is a special dining place for Crown Prince Hideyoshi, and the latter is used by Prince Mako.
However, young people like to be lively. After a few days of dining in their respective private rooms, Hideyoshi and Mako couldn't help but feel peaceful and came to the hall to eat with their classmates. Therefore, the two private rooms are currently idle.
The place where Mako took Ximen Lang went was the Dancing Sakura Room. She pushed open the sliding door and took off her shoes at the door. When she bent over, her already round crotch was hanging in the air, making it look even more plump. Let the ones behind her
Ximen Lang had evil thoughts in his heart and wanted to stand up and rush over, holding the opponent's slender waist with both hands...
Men, I guess they are all like this. When they see beautiful women making wonderful poses, they can't help but have some thoughts.
"Let's go in and talk." Mako said softly, and she took the lead in entering the room.
Ximen Lang also took off his shoes and entered the elegant room. He saw that the room was not too big, with an area of about ten square meters. It was covered with pure white carpets, and there were paintings in the north, south, and south directions. There was a blue sky, green grass, and blooming flowers.
The cherry blossoms form a beautiful pattern that is eye-catching.
There is a set of low cabinets on the east side of the room, with tea sets, dolls and other items placed on them, as well as several fashion magazines. There is a black lacquered low table in the middle of the carpet. Mako said: "Teacher, please sit down wherever you like."
She walked over, brought the tea set over, placed it on the low table, then sat down and boiled water with the electric kettle. "Wait a minute, I'll make tea for you."
Ximen Lang sat opposite her and said, "No need to bother, let's just sit and talk."
"It's not troublesome, it'll be fine in a moment." Mako said, moving her delicate hands lightly, using a teaspoon to pick the fragrant tea leaves into the pot, her movements were standard and her artistic conception was long.
Ximen Lang was stunned and asked in surprise: "What, you can also do the tea ceremony?"
Mako didn't stop moving his hands, smiled sweetly, and said: "I have learned it, but I don't do it very well, and I don't wear a kimono now. Please bear with me."
The girl in front of him had gentle eyebrows and smooth manners, which made Ximen Lang secretly sigh, are she and that non-mainstream vulgar girl the same person? The contrast is too great. He smiled and said: "You are too modest.
I think you did a good job..."
In this way, while Ximen Lang admired the beautiful girl showing him the tea ceremony, he also tasted the intoxicating tea and felt happy.
Mako said softly: "Teacher, if you have any doubts, please ask now."
Ximen Lang raised his head and said, "I'm very curious, was it really you that day? There seems to be something wrong with your hair. It was half-length that day, and it was red."
"This involves a secret. Originally, I would not tell anyone else. However, I admire you very much, teacher, so I will tell you this secret now. In fact, I am wearing a hood now..."
"Ah..." Ximenlang said in surprise, "Are you wearing a wig? It doesn't look like it. Why can't you tell it's a wig?"
Mako pursed her lips and smiled, "What I'm wearing is indeed a wig, but it can also be said to be real hair. This is a headgear made of real human hair. Moreover, it uses the hair I cut off before, and I hired the most advanced hairdresser in the country.
The headgear made by the hair stylist fits me perfectly, so most people won’t notice that I’m wearing a headgear.”
Ximen Lang asked curiously, "But why did you do this?"