Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 925 The Elven King in the Pocket (7)

The girl's cry of pain was very soft, but it was clearly transmitted into the schoolbag.

Little Zhu Jing, who was following her long hair, paused with her fingertips, raised her eyes in a dazed and vigilant manner, and also frowned.

He watched helplessly as the basketball hit him and returned to the ground, rolling around, unable to react.

Playing basketball in the corridor?
The instigator didn't feel any guilt at all, he stood dazedly, and Chao He raised his chin again.

"Pass the basketball back."

He squinted his eyes again, she still remembered that this boy was called Luo Bei, and she just met last night.

The basketball slowly stopped at He You's feet, and He You bent down to pick it up, shaking it in his hand.

"Don't you apologize if you hit someone?"

Luo Bei raised his eyebrows, smiled with interest, and deliberately spoke to anger her.

"It's you standing here getting in the way, I haven't disliked you getting in the way of my playing."

He bent his lips again, and his smile was a little cold.

The basketball in her hand was thrown out by her, and it headed exactly in the direction of Luo Bei.

Luo Bei was startled, and subconsciously hid to the side, but was still hit by the basketball on one shoulder.

His eyes were full of disbelief: "Jianyi, are you crazy?!"

How dare you fight him?
He laughed again: "You are crazy."

She turned around and left, patting the dust on her shoulders, her steps were brisk.

Luo Bei looked at her back, picked up the basketball again, and felt that he was not very angry.

He returned to his seat and glanced at the empty side.

Huo Tingting didn't come to class today.

She often skips classes for no reason, and now even the teacher doesn't care about her.

He is also happy at ease.

She opened her schoolbag and took things out one by one from inside.

His fingers suddenly touched something soft to the touch, and He felt a little strange again, so he pulled his hand out.

Looking at the exquisite little doll in his hand, He was a little dazed again.

Didn't she put this little doll in the drawer?

The little doll is delicate and beautiful, and the long ice-blue hair feels warm and soft to the touch, and there is no part of the body that is not delicate or lifelike.

He stretched out his hand again, and lightly touched the little doll's cheek with his fingertips.

Soft, but not warm.

This seems to be an overly delicate little doll.

He began to doubt himself again.

Could it be that she misremembered, she thought she put it in the drawer, but actually put it in the schoolbag?

The teacher on the podium had already come over with the book, and He didn't have time to think about it, so he put the doll into the table hole.

At this time, little Zhu Jing slowly sat up straight, and lightly touched the cheek that He You had just touched with his fingertips.

Xiao Zhujing blinked his eyes, his eyes were clear and light ice blue, he pursed his lips, and tilted his head slightly.

At the position of the table hole, you can just see the boy in the back row of He You who is looking towards her.

Xiao Zhujing hugged her long hair, gently twirling the slightly curly ends with her fingertips, narrowing her beautiful eyes, showing a bit of cold displeasure.

He saw that it was this person who was standing next to He You with a basketball just now.

The young boy squinted his beautiful eyes, the blue pupils were cold and indifferent, he lowered his eyes, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Luo Bei was staring at He You, feeling that Jian Yi suddenly became much more interesting, and dared to resist.

When playing basketball in the morning, he deliberately threw it at her, just to see her reaction.

Unexpectedly, they were not afraid at all, and they actually called.

Just thinking about this, Luo Bei changed his sitting position, only to feel a sudden tilt under his body, and he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)