Quick Transmigration Raiders: Black belly male god, don't be naughty

Chapter 8 Catch that senior and bring it home (8)

Unexpectedly, Murong Chen walked past her coldly, leaving a cold sentence, "That's good!"

Bei Xiaomu: "???"

Her eyes followed Murong Chen's figure, and then, watching him stride up to Huo Liangqing, and then handed the flower to her, unexpectedly, he reached out and gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, his gentle gaze, Like being able to drown people!

"Fuck?" In Bei Xiaomu's heart, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past!

At this time, Bai Miao jumped out, and the cold cat's face was full of contempt, "Master host, don't you think that people like you?"

"Hehehe." She was just scared!

Misunderstand!

Just a misunderstanding!

No matter who you meet, a handsome man with a flower in his arms, who asks you if you don't like him, will definitely cause a misunderstanding!

So, it's normal!

Murong Chen is the school girl of the nearby A University, and his voice in the college circles is even higher than that of Huo Fengnan. When everyone's attention was attracted by him, Bei Xiaomu arrived safely in the classroom!
"Gewan! Your dad is so prescient!" Yan Qingqing is her classmate, and she is also a child who plays small games. At this moment, she is lying on Bei Xiaomu's table, looking at her bandaged hands and admiring !

"What?"

"You don't know, I heard from my mother at the time that the reason why your father named you Gewan was not because it sounds good, but because it comes from another word 'cut your wrists!'" Yan Qingqing was distressed, "It was originally In order to prevent you from cutting your wrists in the future, I didn't expect that you didn't cut your wrists yourself, but someone else ruined your hands first!"

Bei Xiaomu said with a blank expression, "This joke is not funny at all!"

Yan Qingqing coughed in embarrassment. She glanced at Huo Liangqing, then leaned into Bei Xiaomu's ear and said, "Xiaomu, are you really giving up on Murong Chen?"

"Nonsense!" Bei Xiaomu rolled his eyes. When it's time to give up, you have to give up. You can't force yourself to do things you don't like, right?
"Oh!" Yan Qingqing sighed, and patted Bei Xiaomu's shoulder, "I know, you must be very sad! Don't be afraid, Murong Chen doesn't want you, I want you!"

"Such a second year?" Bei Xiaomu looked disgusted, "It's time for class, kid, go back and read a few books."

She is not sad at all, on the contrary, she is very beautiful!
then!

Classes are on!
Below, Bei Xiaomu and Bai Miao talked about life and ideals.

"Now, let's formally discuss how to bring the original owner to the top of his life?" Bei Xiaomu looked serious!
"Nan Gewan!" Suddenly!
The Chinese teacher's sonorous voice startled Bei Xiaomu, and the next second, Bei Xiaomu felt a white shadow flash across his eyes, and his forehead was smashed!
The little chalk head fell innocently on the ground and rolled several times!

Bei Xiaomu looked confused, "Teacher, why are you hitting me!"

"Who were you talking to just now?" The Chinese teacher scowled!
Bei Xiaomu blinked her eyes, could others hear her talking to Bai Miao?
"Speak!" The Chinese teacher raised her voice, Bei Xiaomu moved her lips, and was about to speak, when the Chinese teacher interrupted her instantly, "Forget it, you can memorize the second paragraph of this text!"

Say this!
There was an uproar!

There was a burst of laughter, which was particularly harsh!
"Teacher, it's not like you don't know that Nan Gewan's memory is the worst. She can't even memorize the texts." Huo Liangqing said suddenly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Nan Gewan! Recite!" the Chinese teacher urged, "If you can't recite it now, you can go home when you finish recite today."

(End of this chapter)