Nuwa's rebirth school beauty

Chapter 9 Class 3
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The man who made her unforgettable.

Memories flashed over and over again, it was the scene of him inserting a sword into her heart, looking at her with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if laughing at her dirty blood, breaking her self-esteem to pieces.No matter how she shakes her nightmare, she can't get rid of it.

After an unknown period of time, Qi Qi groaned, and then fell into a trance, as if being sucked into a bottomless pit that was dark and bottomless.

After the man put on his clothes, his eyes returned to their original coldness, and his whole body was shrouded in a dangerous black mist.

The girl on the bed still had wet tears at the corners of her eyes, and the sheets under her head were wet with tears. The corners of her eyes glanced at the pattern above the girl's heart, remembering the name she called over and over again, and the air around the man became cold unconsciously. layer.

Looking down again, there was a bright red bed sheet under the girl, and there was a slight fluctuation in the bottomless black eyes, and soon returned to calm.

He took out a card, wrote a series of numbers in a flowing manner, and threw it into the girl's little yellow schoolbag. Just as he was about to move out, he turned back. Feeling a bit intrusive, he pulled the quilt and rudely covered the girl.

The landline next to the bed rang at this moment, and it was connected. It was a specially processed voice, which echoed sharply in the empty room, and was extremely ironic, "Hahaha, President Huang thinks I gave it to you. How about the gift? Are you satisfied? I never thought that President Huang Da is still a baby. For the first time in your life..."

The air around Huangfuwen was suddenly violent, the veins in the hand holding the handle of the landline were bulging, and the fingertips were tinged with blue, as if it was about to crush the thing on it to pieces.Before the other party could finish speaking, he hung up with a "bang", strode forward, and disappeared at the door.

He wants to find out who dared to design him.

Not long after Huangfuwen left, the hotel room was opened by a group of people who, holding a syringe, pushed the medicine into Shang Han's body and blended it into the blood.After cleaning her, she put on the clothes she came in and sent her back to the member room, everything returned to its original place.

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After sleeping for what seemed like a century, Shang Han woke up and sat on the big bed in the members' room, his mind was empty, as if he had forgotten something important, what it was... he couldn't remember.

I picked up the phone and looked at the time, and found that the date was written on October 10th, which is already the last day of the holiday, and there are still four hours before the departure time on the ticket, which means that according to the entire National Day time It's over.

Twisting the neck, moving the muscles and bones, it is reasonable to say that I have been lying down for two days with a cold and fever, and I have not found any symptoms of recovering from a serious illness.In an instant, the black line, is she a pig, she slept through a whole National Day.

Recalling that before, her things were dropped in the presidential suite, she ran to get them, but she didn't know how she got them and how she got them back.

She seems to have bumped into someone, who is it?Is it male or female?What happened again? ...I can't remember all of them, it seems that the machine suddenly jammed.

Without thinking about anything else, Shang Han quickly cleaned up his luggage and stuffed things into his schoolbag, just a few things, and it was done in a minute.

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The whole National Day was so tragically buried on the bed, and Shang Han embarked on the journey back home.

It's true: it's over before it even begins.

Shang Han returned to school again, and was led by the admissions director to his new class.

Whenever Shang Han walked past a class, everyone in the class looked at the window at the same time, burst into a burst of wonder, and regretted that Shang Han was not in his class.Shang Han can hear the sound of the subject teacher slapping the blackboard on the podium to maintain discipline everywhere.

(End of this chapter)