The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 769 Innocent Bamboo Horse (18)

"Hehehe, you are a ghost, but yes, although Du Minmin is also pretty, but how can it compare to the white, beautiful and long-legged Midsummer..."

Yan Che's brows and eyes were sharp.

Hearing a few boys inside talking dirty about 'midsummer', a little anger surged in my heart.

Liaoyuan in general.

He went in.

A few minutes later, there was a howl of ghosts and wolves inside.

"Aww, Brother Yan, if you have something to say, please speak up, don't hit people!"

"Brother Yan, you can hit him too, but don't hit your face!"

"Ow—"

The ones who were so arrogant just now with their cigarettes in their mouths, the ones who were screaming at the air, the ones with bruised noses and swollen faces were laid down, covering their faces and howling.

Naturally, the way the students fight will not be deadly, killing people.

But Yan Che was too angry...

The angle is tricky and it picks faces specially.

The hearts of a few bad students are broken. Their youth has not yet begun, and they are disfigured!

oh oh oh.

The young man shook his slender and beautiful hands that were slightly red and skinny at the white bones, and his tone was unhurried but with a menacing taste: "From now on, don't let me hear you mention her again, Not even the name."

The unfinished words seem to be...

If you let me hear it again, hear it again, hit it again.

The bad student with a bruised nose and a swollen face felt that he couldn't be provoked, so he quickly confessed: "Yes, yes, brother Yan, we dare not talk about Sheng...she anymore."

As they said that, these students were also complaining in their hearts.

In the entire junior high school, I'm afraid no one knows that Sheng Xia and Yan Che are childhood sweethearts.

But, why didn't anyone tell them that Yan Che, a top student and a good student in the eyes of all the teachers, fought so hard that they had no power to fight back? !
They just whispered a few words about midsummer behind their backs, and they were beaten severely by the society, which is really unfortunate.

Yan Che glanced at them indifferently, then turned and went out.

A few bad students got up from the ground, rubbing their cheeks or touching their buttocks.

Seeing the figure of the school bully in white and black trousers leave, grinning, gasping for air with a 'hiss' in his mouth, he said:

"Oh my god, it hurts me to death."

"My prosperous beauty is all over now, don't disfigure me."

"Boss Yan is too ruthless. I suspect that the bridge of my tall and handsome fake nose is broken. Didn't I just say a few words about Sheng...she?" This person was afraid of Yan Che, even if he I'm not here at this moment, and I really don't dare to call that name directly again.

"Hey. You don't know, 'she' is the little green plum of Mr. Yan, so of course I can't hear it. But, I don't think Yan Che likes her..."

like?

Standing in front of the sink, the boy in white and black trousers raised his eyebrows, and something flashed in his beautiful dark pupils.

Immediately, he pursed his bright red lips and turned on the faucet.

The clear water rushed over the slightly broken white joints, causing a slight tingling sensation.

The boy's words sounded more and more clearly in his ears.

Upsetting.

Hearing the sound of water flowing outside, someone hastily grabbed the man, pulled his sleeve, and stopped him: "Hey, stop talking..."

There was no more sound from inside.

Yan Che turned off the water, wiped off the water droplets on Slender Beauty's hands with a tissue, threw them into the trash can, and then walked out.

Turning a corner, I ran into a girl who was coming up the stairs with a thick stack of homework in her hands.

The girl was wearing a college-style suit and a light blue pleated skirt, holding a stack of homework in her arms.

"Ache." Fenghua called to Zhuma Jun, panting as he climbed up to the sixth floor in one breath, "Hurry up and give me a hug."

The boy stopped, and took the heavy homework from her arms naturally.

However, at such a close distance, it is inevitable that the fingertips will touch the soft skin on the girl's arm...

Fenghua didn't care, but the young Yingbai's ears turned slightly red, trying to ignore the subtle strangeness in his heart, lowered his eyelashes, and asked, "Didn't you go shopping, why did you come back with such a big pile of homework?"

"Don't mention it." Fenghua shook his slightly sour hand and replied, "I met a history teacher on the road and asked me to help him bring homework."

"Oh. What about others."

"Let's go have breakfast."

The two chatted one after another, and walked to the innermost classroom in the corridor.

The students who were playing around in the corridor after class couldn't help talking in low voices when they saw men and women with outstanding looks and temperament walking side by side.

"Sheng Xia and Yan Che from class one (1) of junior high school."

"It looks so pleasing to the eye."

"Yan Che is so handsome..."

"Midsummer is also very beautiful."

"The country owes me a bamboo horse/green plum."

On weekdays, I often hear such matching words, but today it made Yan Che slightly uncomfortable.

——I don't think Yan Che likes her...

[Ding!The target character Yan Che, favorability +5, strategy completion 50! ]
The young man paused for breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the girl.

The lines of her side face are green and astringent, but she already has a faint beauty, her skin is as white as milk, tender and attractive.

At this time, it is the most wonderful time for the relationship between a man and a woman. You may start to have a slight affection for the opposite sex, but you are ashamed to admit it.

The young man doesn't know and face up to his own mind, but he has the ability to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. He just feels...

His little green plum, also known as 'Sheng Xia', is prettier than all the girls he has ever seen.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he restrained his slightly sprouting mind.

Walking into the classroom, handing over the homework to the study committee member for distribution, Yan Che returned to his seat.

Seeing the girl lying powerlessly on the desk, Yan Che took out a piece of delicately packaged cake from under the desk, tapped the table with his slender fingers, and pushed it over.

Raising his wrist, the silver watch worn by the delicate wrist bone flashed a faint blue light. He glanced at the time and reminded her: "Class will start soon, you still have 3 minutes."

"I'm starving to death. Che, you are my sweetheart. How do you know I didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning?"

Fenghua was so hungry that he unceremoniously opened the small cake, picked up the fork and started it, not forgetting to praise and tease Mr. Zhuma.

"Well, it's still the strawberry red velvet cake. I like to eat this one recently... Ah Che, did you prepare it for me?"

"That's not true, you're overthinking. You just bought too much by accident this morning." The boy picked up the book, pretending to recite vocabulary, and denied it in a clear voice.

However, the tips of his ears, smudged with a beautiful blush, showed his duplicity.

What a sweetheart, really...

It's so meaty.

Rao was molested by girls growing up, Yan Che's heart still trembled when he suddenly heard something about his sweetheart.

The long black eyelashes drooped slightly, resting on her fair and delicate cheeks, her pupils stared at the contents of the English book, but her mind wandered slightly.

Who is your sweetheart baby.

Yan Che pursed his bright red lips, thinking a little awkwardly.

However, there was a hint of sweetness in my heart.

The corners of the lips are slightly raised.

[Ding!The target character Yan Che, favorability +5, strategy completion 55! ]
"Okay, okay, I bought too much." Fenghua bit a small fork, and filled his mouth with small mouthfuls of the sweet but not greasy strawberry red velvet cake, narrowed his eyes lazily, and glanced at the boy with red eyes. The tip of the ear, a slight smile.

She didn't expose the boy's duplicity, and replied with a smile.

In less than 3 minutes, the teacher walked into the classroom slowly and early with a thermos cup soaked with goji berries.

There is still a small half of the cake on the desk.

Fenghua looked at it, slightly tangled up.

You must have had this experience when you were in school.

I was eating in the classroom after class, and unfortunately, I ran into the teacher who started class early. There was still some food left, and I was reluctant to throw it away, and my stomach and tongue couldn't bear to let it stay until the next class break.Because it will always tempt you under the desk...

come eat me~
come eat me~
The girl's face was serious, her expression was serious, she poked the last cake with a decisive fork, and put it into her mouth with a big mouthful of 'ah'.

Cheeks bulge.

She was chewing on the soft and sweet cake and was a little choked, but the old pedant on the podium had already said slowly: "We will continue with the content of the previous class..."

Fenghua swallowed hard, but there was no water on hand for a while.

Next to it, the extremely beautiful and slender fingers were pinching a box of yogurt with a few blueberries printed on the white package, and handing it over from under the table.

Fenghua quickly took apart the straw, stuck it in, and took a big gulp.

...Finally, he swallowed what was stuck in his throat.

After a while, the girl bit the straw slowly, stretched out her slender fingers and poked the side of the seat, handed over a box of yogurt, and then stared at the English textbook without squinting. Wearing a white shirt and a black coat, the boy lowered his arms. voice, and asked:

"Ah Che, this...couldn't be too much?"

Not only the taste of yogurt, even the brand is the one she often drinks.

He said he accidentally bought too much.

Who are you kidding?

Anyway, I don't believe it.

Yan Che didn't move his eyes and brows. He ignored the ridicule hidden in the girl's tone, raised one hand, pressed her head, and said, "Don't make trouble, go to class quickly."

There was a sense of pampering in this action, and the girl behind the seat made a gesture of holding a heart, and couldn't stand it.

"Touching the head to kill something, it really exploded."

"God owes me a bamboo horse, is it too late to reincarnate now?"

"Give up, even if it's remade, not every bamboo horse is called Yan Che..."

The old pedant lowered his glasses and tapped on the blackboard, "What are the students in the back talking about?"

Suddenly, the discussion fell silent.

……

After class, it's Fenghua's turn to be on duty.

She got up.

Go to the podium, pick up the blackboard eraser, and erase the notes written by the teacher in the previous class.

She held her breath and tried to wave the blackboard eraser in her hand, turned her face away and tried to eat less chalk dust. Sometimes the writing was too high, and she had to stand on tiptoe...

"Midsummer, why are you bleeding?"

(End of this chapter)