sweeping the empire every day

Yan Yaojia's feeling became stronger when the course was halfway through.

"Your task today is to learn to get along well with Sanjiacao," An Qingjue's flat voice slowly sounded in the classroom. There is a Sanjiacao plant swaying and full of vitality on the podium. They have been well taken care of, "Sanjia grass, c-level high-level spiritual grass, most of them are arrogant and sensitive, love the shade, don't like the sun, are very sensitive, and are best at detecting hidden thoughts. away from you."

"But once you are trusted and accepted by them, you will get their deepest trust and help," An Qingjue's lips curled up slightly, and a soft smile flashed across her breathtaking narrow and long phoenix eyes, "occasionally awkward and coquettish Also very interesting."

"Don't think that they are arrogant and unfriendly. Most of the time, they are just waiting for you to coax them."

After a pause, An Qingjue scratched the root of the tender green leaves of the pot of three-armed grass on the desk, and said with a low laugh, "They are also cute even if they are shy."

The Sanjiacao swayed its tender green leaves violently, as if it had been greatly stimulated, and then as if reacting, the long leaves bent slightly, with a little red on the tender green color, and then lifted it carefully. Lifting the top of the leaf, seeing that An Qingjue didn't pay attention to this side at all, he brought the long thin leaf close to An Qingjue, tapped the corner of his clothes lightly, and then quickly pulled it away, the long and thin leaf The leaf bent down again, and it took a while to lift the top of the leaf to see An Qingjue's reaction;

... An An, are you angry?

The leaves of the three-armed grass bent down, looking a little weak, it didn't do it on purpose, just now An An touched her so softly, it almost screamed, and then it didn't notice what it did...

Hey, it really didn't want to push An An away!

An An's fingers are so soft and fair, and the strength to touch her is just right, so comfortable, how could she push An An away!

...Does An An think that she doesn't like him anymore, so he doesn't like herself anymore?

What should I do? I'm so nervous qaq!

After An Qingjue finished explaining the basic information of the Sanjiacao, she saw this cute little thing peeking at her from time to time, and immediately buried herself after a glance. She looked very shy and couldn't help laughing, obviously this kid is an arrogant and domineering temperament.

His fingers poked softly at the top of the leaves, the leaves of the three-armed grass stiffened for a moment, and then wrapped around An Qingjue's fingers, the slender white fingers were surrounded by a layer of emerald green rings, which looked very harmonious;

The Sanjiacao on the stage almost fainted happily;

The top three grasses are almost jealous to death!

"Sanjiacao, although it is said that they are arrogant and sensitive, but it is not the case," An Qingjue looked at the tender green wrapped around her hands, and said softly, "It is impossible to describe a race with one word, and there will be no such thing in the world. How can the same two leaves have the same three-armed grass?"

"Everything in the world is unique, and so is the Sanjiacao. Each of them has a different character," An Qingjue quietly glanced at the students below, paused slightly at Yan Yaojia, and continued, " Some are quiet, so they like quiet children; some are willful, so they like wild children; some are extreme and hate humans; some are gentle and love humans; "

"Every three-armed grass is completely different, so you have to make friends with them with your heart, with respect, equality, and friendship, and don't need to worry about fear or trepidation," An Qingjue said with her long and deep black phoenix. His eyes are like a dark sea, all the turbulent waves are covered up, leaving only the calm sea, he pauses every word, typing every word in the student's heart;

"In my classroom, just be yourself."

No need to be afraid, no need to be timid, no need to panic, no need to worry, no need to doubt, no need to feel guilty;

In my classroom, be the truest self, use the truest self and the purest heart to intersect with the three-armed grass;

"Only in this way can you get their approval."

The soft voice is like a feather sliding over the tip of the heart, bringing ripples; like the sun shining into the heart, emitting warm light;

An Qingjue moved her fingers, and the tender green full-finger ring slid down lightly. An Qingjue slightly raised the corners of her lips, and those dark black long and narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be shone in by the sun, like clear spring water, rippling with soft tenderness;

He opened his mouth slowly, his bright red lips opened and closed, that low, sexy voice was like gorgeous silk, resounding in front of the eardrums, echoing over and over again, hitting the depths of their hearts over and over again;

"Dear Sanjiacao, would you like to get along with me?"

He looked at it, and his eyes, like deep ink-colored springs, shone with gentle affection, lingering and flowing, and the water was more moist;

His slender and fair fingers were placed in front of the Sanjiacao, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked up, and his eyes looked at it without blinking, as if this emerald green Sanjiacao was the only one left in the world;

The swaying Sanjiacao stopped slowly, and his tenderest and longest leaves slowly grew longer, just like just now, circling around An Qingjue's palm, as if taking An Qingjue into himself The protection range is the same, the tender green leaves circle around the white palm, it looks so dazzling and warm;

The top of the blade carefully scratched An Qingjue's palm, then fell silent, motionless, and after finding that An Qingjue didn't stop it, it carefully scratched An Qingjue's palm again;

The whole leaf has a pink color like a girl's bosom, and the leaf seems shy, more like An Qingjue's palm shrunk;

All the three-armed grass below became heroic for a while, and the leaves did not move, just standing quietly;

Sanjiacao on the stage: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! !Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! !I really want to touch it again! ! ! !The male god didn't stop me, and the male god doesn't mind, so let me touch it a few more times! ! ! !I am so happy ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !It doesn't matter if you get beaten to death by a group of people in a while, I want to rub against the male god again! ! !

The top three grass in the audience: This little bitch dares to seduce a male god! ! !Shameless, shameless, shameless! !The scheming-bitch-little-bitch dared to use this method to seduce the male god for a while, and he must kill it, kill it, kill it!

"It's not as difficult as you imagined," An Qingjue smiled, her voice like ice and snow pulled all the students out of the shock, they subconsciously looked up at An Qingjue, their eyes were full of excitement. consciously with some admiration;

"But," An Qingjue's voice lowered suddenly, his black and deep narrow phoenix eyes seemed to contain countless storms. Zeng’s mask, since you want Sanjiacao to treat you with sincerity, you must show your most sincere side!”

"Don't try to deceive a Sanjiacao plant with hypocrisy, hypocrisy, hypocrisy, etc. They are not fools!"

"Remember, in the face of them, the only thing you can offer is sincerity!"

The word "sincerity" was read again and again, and the whole classroom was silent. The students present only felt their hearts were frozen. They stared blankly at An Qingjue above, and shivered subconsciously. An Qingjue's eyes were frozen. The sharpness gradually faded, "The requirements are not high, at least don't get rejected by the top three grasses, this time the assessment will be included in your usual grades."

"let's start."

The last word dissipated in the air, and An Qingjue had already stepped off the podium.

The students in class c looked at each other, and then at the three-armed grass standing quietly on the table. There were a lot of miscellaneous thoughts in their minds, the excitement in their chests was like a fire, and their hearts were beating powerfully and violently. There seems to be a tacit understanding of the three-armed grass on the table, and no one strikes first;

Everyone is waiting for the one who strikes first.

Only the sound of An Qingjue's footsteps remained in the quiet classroom. He walked around and walked slowly to the podium. No one moved, and he frowned slightly;

Yan Yaojia lowered her head to look at the Sanjiacao, then looked up at An Qingjue, that person's lines were extremely beautiful, and a bit cold, but when the tender green leaves of the Sanjiacao wrapped around his fingers , his narrow and deep eyes will flash a little softly, and in an instant, as if he ignited himself, a little light will appear;

Yan Yaojia suppressed her heart, she regretted it, she really regretted it,

If only...if only I could take a good look at An Qingjue's face at that time!

Who hasn't had a dream of a domineering prince falling in love with me?Whether it is when you are young in the second year of middle school, or when you have infinite fantasies about the future;

Who has never thought that there is such a person, he is talented and charming, stands at the top of the world, looks at the world with cold eyes, only himself can stir up his every emotion, he is icy to everyone, only to himself only warm as spring flowers;

Which girl has never imagined that she has such a boyfriend?

Yan Yaojia also fantasized, she fantasized that he has a unique and charming face, has a reputation and status that everyone respects, he doesn't care about everything in this world, only cares about herself;

He will turn his hands into clouds and rain for her, become a beauty in anger, protect her, love her, cherish her, and regard her as everything;

She used to think that this person was An Juehua. He was handsome, talented, and from a good family background. He got his name from a young man and treated her gently.

After all, so many girls envy her.

But when I saw An Qingjue at this time, I just felt that even a single strand of hair in his body was full of masculine charm. He could be as high as a king and indifferent as frost, he could be persuasive and seductive like a father and brother. You can also be gentle and tender like a bridegroom in your dream;

The most important thing is that he has a perfect face, a hundred times more handsome than An Juehua;

He is so good, so good that An Juehua pales in front of him like a stone without luster;

Yan Yaojia lowered her head and let Liu Haier cover her eyes. Regret is useless, and it is most useful to seize the time and attack directly. She has confidence in herself. Looking at Class C, there are still people who are better than her girl?

When she was at home, it wasn't that she had never been in contact with high-level c-level spiritual grasses. With the help of An Juehua, she had also come into contact with the top three grasses a few times. My mother was born in a famous spiritual grass family, and it is normal to have a few pots of three-jia grass in the family;

But how did An Qingjue get so many top three grass...?

Could it be that... There was an astonishing light in Yan Yaojia's eyes, could it be that An Qingjue had returned to his mother's family?

That famous spirit grass family!

Otherwise, how can he explain that he has so many top three grasses? !

Immediately, infinite hope rose in her heart, Yan Yaojia closed her eyes, pinched her palms slightly, and held down her stupid heart;

Don't let people see that you are a gentle and harmless little girl, Jiajia, you are a gentle and harmless little girl;

After finishing the ideological construction in her heart, she saw that no one had started to do it so far, and she was overjoyed. If she was the first to do it and succeeded, she would definitely be appreciated by An Qingjue!

At that time, she will be shy about talking to him, and she will definitely understand her difficulties.

After laying down the ideological construction, Yan Yaojia slightly raised the corners of her lips, rippling out a gentle arc, her brown eyes were as clear as water, shining with gentle water, and her fine hair was scattered, she raised her fingertips to comb it a little , wearing a white Cavendish College uniform, adding a bit of book fragrance;

"Dear Sanjiacao, would you like to get along with me?"

A girl’s gentle voice sounded in the silent classroom, and the pair of cut-off pupils stared at Sanjiacao tenderly with anticipation, as if staring at a treasure;

All the students in the class were looking at her, An Qingjue raised the corners of her lips coldly, dismissing her.