My iceberg smiled

Chapter 697 Looks Like a Cult Leader

But in fact, Han Qianxiao didn't think that much at all.

She just wanted to clean the scarf that Han Mo Chen gave her.

Whoever gets dirty cleans up.

That's it.

Deliberately using this to punish people, she doesn't have that leisure time.

The tiger couldn't wash at the end, and the washing became slower and slower, and Han Qianxiao became impatient again.

As soon as his hand trembled, the needle pierced a little further into the opponent's flesh. The tiger was so frightened that he had to speed up his hands even though his hands were cramping.

……

When the security office came for the last time, they saw such a scene.

The little boss of a certain social bastard—Meng Huabi Hu, was squatting on the floor of the dining room on the second floor of the cafeteria, washing a scarf for others over and over again, looking aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law.

The captain of the security department used to be in the hands of the tiger, and now he saw his former boss humbly washing scarves for others, and he had mixed feelings for a moment, shocked and stunned.

"Brother Tiger, you are..."

The other party had just called Meng Hu, and Tiger immediately glared at the other party, which meant that the relationship between them must not be exposed.

A student on the side hurriedly said: "Uncle Security, it's this group of people who smashed the cafeteria to pieces!"

"That's right! They didn't let us eat lunch, they ruined our lunch, and they wanted to hit people!"

"If classmate Han Qianxiao hadn't subdued him, we would have suffered disaster!"

"Brother Xiao is simply our savior, Brother Xiao is mighty!"

"Brother Xiao is mighty!"

"Brother Xiao is mighty!"

"..."

All of a sudden, the enthusiasm of the public surged, and the enthusiasm of the young people was stirred up, and they all looked forward to it.

And in line with the shouting, Han Qianxiao, who stood in the middle of the crowd, forced the tiger to wash his scarf, like a leader of a cult.

There was a stern smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was a chill and impatience all over her body.

Obviously wearing a white down jacket on a high school student should be cute, but Han Qianxiao wears it with a perverse and perverse evil spirit.

The zipper of the down jacket was half unzipped by her, revealing the black round-neck sweater inside. The red scarf was originally around the neck.

It is now washed.

Then the white neck of the young man was exposed, matching the black sweater, making it even more dazzling, revealing the beautiful collarbone faintly.

After another half an hour, when Tiger finally washed the scarf with the last kind of laundry detergent, the scarf was already looking brand new.

Shao Fei got a hair dryer from somewhere, and asked Tiger to dry the scarf on the spot, and the matter finally came to an end.

When Han Qianxiao withdrew the needle in his hand, the tiger felt that he had finally regained his half foot in hell.

Throughout the whole process, the captain of the security department didn't dare to say anything.

He didn't dare to take the tiger away immediately, and he didn't dare to leave.

Until Han Qianxiao sniffed the scarf, touched it, and said, "OK."

The captain of the security department interrupted: "Can they be taken away?"

Han Qianxiao's eyes didn't fall on the other party at all, but kept staring at her scarf, wrapped it around her neck again contentedly, and just said coldly: "Get out."

Captain of the security department: "..."

It seemed that the boy who looked at his scarf tenderly with a slight smile on his face was not the same person as the person who said the cold "Get out".

(End of this chapter)