God, I don't want to be a matchmaker!

Seeing the beauty in red disappear, Xiao Mo said to Linglong slowly, "So you still have an uncle! Aren't you always very good?"

That voice was really full of gloating.

Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "I'm at a disadvantage, what good is it for you!"

Xiao Mo said sincerely: "It's not good, but it's not bad either, isn't it?"

Linglong flicked her sleeves angrily, and said, "That's all! He's older than me according to his seniority, so I can't beat him if I fight. Since he is willing to sell me a favor and help me hide my whereabouts, he will be a lesson! Blame me, if you take away your luck early in the morning, it won't be cheap for him!"

Xiao Mo asked in surprise: "Him? That beauty just now was a man?!"

Linglong rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, what else!"

Xiao Mo touched his nose in embarrassment, and complained: "A man is prettier than a woman, is there any reason for that?"

Linglong said: "He is an ancient god, and the authentic Phoenix Suzaku is a race that can be called against the sky. Do you think there is any reason? Let me tell you, there is no one in the Phoenix family that looks normal."

Xiao Mo: "Phoenix... Let me tell you, if you don't tell me today, I always thought that Phoenix, dragon, etc. are all for carts."

Linglong: "...Who told you?"

Xiao Mo: "What is Journey to the West?"

Linglong: "It's really a mistake."

Xiao Mo said: "Okay, whatever you say is right, where should we go next?"

Linglong didn't answer, but just asked: "Xiao Mo, do you want to go home?"

Xiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, then pretended to be indifferent, and said, "I want to, of course I want to!"

Linglong nodded: "Then I'll send you back! Xiao Mo, we will meet later!"

Xiao Mo couldn't help taking a step back: "What do you mean?"

However, she had lost consciousness before she got an answer.

Linglong stared at the hazy mass of soul in her hand, the normal human pupils suddenly turned into golden vertical pupils!

"Strange, I still can't see it... How is this possible? Why can't I see it... Do you still have to go to the underworld to adjust your life and death book?"

When Xiao Mo woke up, he found himself at home.

The torrential rain was still falling outside, and the computer was dead, but she seemed to just fall asleep on the table.

"exquisite……"

There was no Linglong around her.

Could it be that all of this is just a dream?Just, how is this possible!

She suddenly remembered Linglong's words: Xiao Mo, we will meet later!

It's not over yet!

For some reason, Xiao Mo felt a little rejoiced.Fortunately, I can still see Linglong again.

Even though the process of her getting along with Linglong was not pleasant, Xiao Mo still recognized this friend!

Linglong, Linglong, in fact, subconsciously, she is just a child who hasn't grown up yet.She probably has been well protected by her master all along!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel happy, he didn't even bother to worry about the computer crashing, he just took a shower and went to bed.

The next day, the rain was still falling, but Xiao Mo had to get up to work tragically.

Woooooo, now she is starting to miss the time she spent with Linglong, at least she doesn't have to get up early, and she doesn't have to go to work!

"With such heavy rain, the school will be flooded!"

Xiao Mo sighed, but had no choice but to open an umbrella and go out.

That's right, although Xiao Mo is unreliable in all kinds of ways, but...her profession is, uh, great...people's teacher, and she teaches such a difficult subject as physics.

"Mr. Xiao, there is a student who will be transferred in two days. It seems to be transferred to your class!"

Xiao Mo raised his head from the pile of homework to be graded, looked at the teacher in front of him in a daze, and said, "Really, I don't even know about it, the teacher in charge knows this better, right?"

The teacher in the front seat shook his head and said: "I don't know what people think like this now. They are all in the third grade of junior high school, and they will pass the high school entrance examination soon, and they will transfer to another school. This is obviously irresponsible to children! Different schools in different regions There is such a big gap between different teachers, as parents, I don’t even think about whether the children can adapt to it!”

Xiao Mo shrugged indifferently, and said: "Anyway, we are teachers, not babysitters, as long as we take good classes, we don't care about anything else, do we?"

Right now, Xiao Mo's remarks were echoed by several teachers in the office, and two days later, she felt that she had encountered an unprecedented slap in the face!

Ask her why?Because that terrible transfer student is Linglong, okay?

Xiao Mo has seen Linglong's convulsions, Linglong's merciless spitting, and her seven-year-old dumpling, but he has never seen her look cute in school uniform!

What the hell is Linglong who instantly transforms into a beautiful Japanese girl when she puts on her school uniform!

It's shameful to be cute, it's a foul to be cute!

"Teacher, let's see each other again." When Linglong handed in the materials after class, she mercilessly stepped on Xiao Mo's foot under the podium. As a teacher, Xiao Mo really suffered.

"Students study hard, the teacher takes good care of you!"

Xiao Mo quickly finished speaking, and immediately withdrew to the office!

Linglong squinted her eyes and watched Xiao Mo disappear at the door. That figure seemed to be running away in a panic.

"Hmph, just run, I think you can run to the sky!" Linglong snorted softly, and walked back to her seat.

Xiao Mo ran back to the office, feeling that what happened today was too scary, okay! Linglong has become her student or something, don't be too scary!

This makes her how to go to class calmly in the future! This will kill her, okay?

Xiao Mo felt that she had to reduce the number of times she met Linglong in public, so she went through the school schedule she had memorized back and forth, and repeatedly confirmed that she would study by herself in the morning and evening. Eight lessons with Linglong!

Thanks God bless! Amen!

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The school held a cultural evening today...but somehow Namu has no passion to watch it. Is it because it is the same every year? This is very embarrassing ╮(╯_╰)╭