The noble evil young lady

Now, Genji has not disclosed the identity of Qinghe Yuanshu to the public. Although it was only revealed in school this time, Genji did not make it clear that he is the heir.

Since the time bomb incident, there has been no new movement in Qianyu's side. Now the place where Qinghe Yuanshu lives is protected by three layers of inner and outer layers, and it is impossible for even a fly to enter easily.

And I quietly packed my luggage and went home long before his big troops moved in. In order to prevent him from coming to my house and taking me back forcibly, I have put three locks on the anti-theft door I added. The gaps in the walls are painted with strong paint, and no one can get in unless the magic soldiers fall from the sky.

"Hahahaha! I'm so talented."

I looked at my masterpiece, such a perfect defense system, I wonder how he can get in!

In fact. . .I was wrong. . .

Dreaming back at midnight, the starlight passes through the mirror, and the waves flow.

I opened my eyes suddenly from sleep, sat up slowly, and took a closer look.

Qing Heyuan Shu folded his hands and leaned lazily by the door, his body was hidden in the darkness, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was angry or proud.

"You you...how did you get in?"

I have already started to stutter, I have made the doors and windows so tight before, is he really human?

"Your anti-theft door is so rubbish, I suspect that you are insulting my IQ." He raised his eyebrows lightly, playing with the master key in his hand, he suddenly walked over, knelt on the bed with his hands on his sides, his face He was so close to me that he could even hear the other person's breathing. He leaned close to my ear and said softly in an ambiguous voice: "You left without saying a word, I miss you so much..."

"Ah..." He was so straightforward that I was embarrassed.

"I'm so tired, let's sleep together!" He stretched his waist, and really got into my bed as he said.

What a shame. . .

But looking at his peaceful sleeping face, he seemed really tired, and I couldn't bear to tell him to go.

Suddenly my hand was pulled vigorously by someone, and I was successfully hugged by him. After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't break free, so I had to close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep in his arms.

When the sun rose from the horizon the next morning, I slowly opened my eyes, but found that the people around me had disappeared.

There was a faint sense of loss in my heart.

Looking up at the clock, it seems that it is getting late and it is time to go to school.

In the past few days, Qing and Yuan Shu didn't go to school, sometimes the nympho in the class would stare at his seat in a daze, countless pink bubbles floated into the air, looking yearning.

Youmei's injuries haven't fully healed yet. She said that she was approved to leave the hospital early, but in fact she escaped secretly. No, she was arrested and sent back for treatment.

It really makes me laugh to think of her claws and claws in the ambulance on her lap.

"Fan Fei, someone is looking for you outside!" Yi Xue walked to my seat and said softly, with a strange expression on her face, as if reminding me to be careful.

I thought that Ise Hirateng Mai had already returned to Japan obediently, but it was a bit surprising that she suddenly appeared in front of me at this time.

She didn't avoid the probing eyes of others, and opened the door to meet me when she saw me.

"Do you know Shu's identity? The purpose of my coming today is to tell you that you are not good enough for him, so leave him as soon as possible, otherwise no one will look good if you get into trouble in the future!"

At this moment, her expression appeared arrogant and abnormal.

The old man told us to be calm in an emergency.

So I smiled gently at her: "Thank you for reminding me, I actually think so in my heart."

"It's good to know!" She snorted coldly, the expressions on the faces of the twin beauties behind her were always in sync with hers, and they walked away with their little followers.