The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 29 Who Said I Want to Run! (Favorite plus more)
The curriculum of senior high school is different from that of junior high school and elementary school. In the second year of senior high school, all the courses are studied, and in the third year of senior high school, the whole year is used for review.

The books that Yan Tao is reading now are all books that he has never learned.

She can get a general idea of ​​those questions with a glance.

Xiaoqi: Master, do you want to leave here early?
These things are very tasteless to Yan Tao.

Yan Tao closed the letter: Let's talk again.

It was past eight o'clock when she came, and she had three classes in a row, took an hour and a half break at noon, and continued classes in the afternoon.

Class F is different from other classes, most of them go to school and go home for lunch at noon.

But today...

Strangely, they rushed out without the school bell ringing, but silently glanced at the white-clothed boy by the window, covered his beating little heart, and left reluctantly.

So the parents discovered a very strange phenomenon.

My daughter, who usually wished she could skip class in the afternoon, was extraordinarily diligent. She grabbed her schoolbag and rushed out after eating. That posture...it felt like she was going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to school!"

The parents of the bear children in class F were moved to tears, and the children finally knew how to learn...

Unfortunately, when they rushed back to the classroom, Yan Tao had already left.

When the class bell rang, I didn't see him again.

Where did the male god go?

She went—to catch the little daughter-in-law who ran away.

Something was wrong when Yan Tao left the school gate, the security guard had just closed the school gate, and he had to give a leave slip if he wanted to go out.

She rubbed her chin and curled her lips evilly: How about I sacrifice my beauty?
Someone glanced at the vicious security guard at the door, and turned a corner silently.

She is so handsome, what a shame to fight with the uncle.

This made the group of villains who were jealous of her all day long know, and they couldn't laugh themselves to death.

Or take the higher-end route.

Under the tall sycamore tree, the young man rolled up his cuffs, held on to the branch, stepped on the trunk, and with a little force, he jumped to the top of the wall.

"Students over there, come down for me!"

Uncle Security hated the students who skipped classes the most. He ran towards Yan Tao with his big belly, pointed at her and shouted, "Dare to skip classes, I think you don't want to study anymore! Come down!"

Yan Tao turned his head, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and turned over beautifully, using the sycamore tree outside the wall, he turned out of the school in just three seconds.

Panting, the security uncle ran to the corner, failed to catch anyone, but picked up the student ID card on the ground, "Stinky boy, is your name Yan Tao? Twenty points will be deducted from your class!"

Xiao Qi: Master, the fat uncle found your student ID card and said he would deduct points for you.

Yan Tao rushed out like a gust of wind, her hair curled up beautifully, "The sky is big and the earth is big, the wife is the biggest!"

No one can stop her from hugging her daughter-in-law.

Xiaoqi: Master, the flight of the young lady in the future is at two o'clock in the afternoon. If you run there, it will be too late.

Yan Tao's peach-blossom eyes widened coldly, and the end of his eyes swept to a clubhouse in the northwest, where a yellow hair was putting a helmet on his head at the door.

"Who said I'm going to run!"

On the street, the young man supported the railing with his hands, leaped over, knocked the yellow-haired young man away with his forward strength, turned on the key, and started the car.

The black hair and the voice were flying in the wind at the same time, "Dude, lend me the car first!"

Qi Dong was still blindfolded when he was knocked out, but when he stood up, the Harley motorcycle he had just acquired had roared out, and the young man on the car waved his hands with his back to him, with a chic gesture of no-no.

He screamed in anger.

Without thinking about chasing after him, "You bastard, return my new car!"

"That'smine!"

"You shameless robber! Thief!"

　Routine request for tickets...

　　drifting away silently...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)