The villain of Kuaishou

Chapter 1035 Childhood sweetheart: Husband, please feed me (13)

Chapter 13

Then, Mo Qiuyi successfully occupied half of Yin Ruoan's bed.

There's no way, I wanted her to move to the master bedroom to sleep with him, but in the end, she refused to do so.

In the middle of the night, when Yin Ruo'an turned his head to look at the handsome face behind him, his thoughts would drift back to school.

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In high school

"Why am I so unlucky to be in the same class as you?"

With a ponytail and a blue and white school uniform, Yin Ruo'an, who looked like a delicate porcelain doll, looked at his deskmate with a wrinkled face.

Tall, handsome, and a heart-warming god, are these girls blind?
The one next to her is Mo Qiuyi, the bamboo horse she grew up with.

With a height of 1.7 meters [-], he looks very handsome, with narrow and long red phoenix eyes that often appear in novels, but now he is still young, and the edges and corners of his face are not very obvious.

Yin Ruo'an always felt that the girls in the school were all blind, so they chose the devil beside him.

Yes, demons are not wrong.

To her, he was the nightmare of her entire childhood.

At the age of three, he stole her first kiss in public;
At the age of 13, he said in public that it was her first love, and the two were dating;

Now, they have entered the third year of high school, thinking that they will be divided into classes in the second year of high school, she will study literature, and he will study science, so they will not be in the same class.

But what did the deceitful mother do?
Enrolled her in science, the science she was least good at and often failed!
"Yin Ruo'an, tell me about you, liberal arts is so good, why are you slowing down by flying to science?"

The teacher often said this to her, and her rebuttal was usually: "I applied for the liberal arts, but my mother corrected the science without authorization."

What else can the teacher say?
The teacher is also desperate.

Because Yin Ruo'an's appearance is very delicate and beautiful, in a class like science where there are very few girls, he suddenly became the favorite of the class.

As long as Yin Ruo'an needed anything, these men basically responded to every request.

"Xiao An, do you have a date for Christmas?"

Just as Yin Ruoan was staring at the deskmate next to her dissatisfied, an embarrassed and slightly shy voice sounded from behind her.

She raised her eyebrows and looked back at the back table with her baby face on her face. She grinned and was about to say no.

"There is an appointment."

It was the voice of Mo Xueba.

When Mo Xueba opened his mouth, the boy could only lower his eyes in disappointment,

Yin Ruo'an shook his head: "I don't have an appointment, don't listen to his nonsense."

"Your mother asked me to make up for you. Don't score zero in physics and chemistry."

As soon as this was mentioned, Yin Ruo'an became very angry: "It's not that you changed my subject without authorization, I am a liberal arts student!"

"We are doing it for your own good, lest you be kidnapped and sold."

Yin Ruoan, died.

"Being by your side would be better than being trafficked."

Yin Ruoan's muttering voice made Mo Qiuyi's face darken: "I don't even think it's a waste of time to make up lessons for you, but you are still here, if it's not for the fact that we have known each other for 18 years Come on, do you think I'm willing to talk to you?"

"Thank you so much for ignoring me."

Now Yin Ruoan was really angry.

Her face darkened, she turned her head away from talking to Mo Qiuyi, and she didn't even bother to give him a hand.

Even more clearly distinguishing things, it means breaking up friendship.

Annoyance flashed across Mo Qiuyi's eyes, and he threatened in a low voice, "If you don't want to find something scary in your schoolbag, just be honest with me."

"Mo Qiuyi, you're scaring me, I'm going to tell your mother."

Yin Ruo'an's eyes turned red when she thought of Mo Qiuyi putting fake snakes in her schoolbag when she was in middle school.

(End of this chapter)