School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 16 His Name Is Feng Yimo
"Let's go."

He took the lead and walked in front, and finally caught up with small steps in July.

"What's your name, what class are you in?"

"At the end of July, I just transferred here, and I'm in Class [-], Grade [-]."

After finishing speaking in July, she pursed her lips and gave a gentle smile.The implication is to make excuses for her being crazy. If she is familiar with the school, she will definitely not get lost.

"Ha ha……."

He smiled lightly, with a pale golden light in his smile, which was truly gentle and beautiful.

Isn't this the gentle prince in her heart? !

"Hehehe..."

"I'm in Class [-], Grade [-]. You are in the class next door. You can call me Feng Yimo."

Feng Yimo, Feng Yimo, has the same name as him, there is something like the wind, mysterious, erratic, and impossible to guess.

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Along the way, we chatted occasionally, and slowly, we reached the door of the classroom.

"you arrived."

Feng Yimo stopped at the door of class seven, looked at her who was still in deep thought, and gently reminded her.

"Uh……."

Most Qiyue's head was thinking in a mess, and then she came back to reality. She raised her head in a daze and looked at the classroom. Thinking of the big devil kissing her before, her cheeks flushed instantly.

How would she face him!
"Stupid, what are you thinking!"

Feng Yimo was so cute by her appearance, he rubbed the top of her head with his big hands, and there was a heart-pounding smile on his mouth.

Uh.

After being rubbed by him like this, Qiyue's cheeks became even hotter, and she was stained with a large blush.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Nangong Han standing behind Feng Yimo, and shivered in July, his face suddenly turned ugly.

When did this big demon appear, quietly, is it a ghost?
"what happened?"

Feng Yimo realized that something was wrong with her, followed his gaze and looked back, it was Nangong Han.

"Han, standing here, you are frightening to death."

Feng Yimo was not afraid of him at all, his expression was still calm and elegant.

Nangonghan ignored him, his eyes remained on most Qiyue's body, like a big ice sculpture that had been covered in dust for thousands of years, he strode away from her in big strides...

Qiyue's heart skipped a beat. Just now, she thought he was coming to beat her up. Fortunately, he left, scaring her to death.

Breathing heavily.

"...You, do you know each other?"

"I……."

"I don't know him. He came from a big villain. I don't care to know him."

Most Qiyue looked depressed, and when she mentioned Nangonghan, she felt irritable, she was the one who suffered, and he still bullied her.

"...I, I'll go first, thank you for sending me off."

After stammering, Zuo Qiyue quickly walked into the classroom. When she saw the devil, she lost all mood.

Feng Yimo was stunned in place, watching her enter the classroom, with a complicated breath rising from his eyes.

"She is coming!"

In the noisy classroom, everyone stared at her resentfully and gritted their teeth because of the last July coming in.

"Get out!"

"thump!"

An unknown voice sounded, and the students held balls of paper and various stationery in their hands, and ruthlessly threw them at Qiyue.

"Get out of Nangong Academy, you evil spirit!"

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have to run ten laps, get out!"

"Get out! Get out!!"

The messy voices drove her away, trying to get her out of the school, and then all kinds of things were thrown at her. Finally, Qiyue covered her face with her hands and took a few steps back to avoid the things flying towards her.

"Uh……."

A box of chalks came directly towards her, and it just hit her on the head and scattered all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)