Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Early the next morning, Li Xuehao wrapped the carefully prepared gift in two layers of cloth and put it on his hand to make it look more like a lunch box.

Because the smell of the smell is too strong, people who are close to it can clearly smell the scent that makes people want to stop, he must do it.

But even then, as long as it is a little closer to the point, you can still smell the smell.

Unfortunately, the bag is too small, afraid of being squashed, otherwise he will definitely put it in the bag more secure.

When he came to school, he put the gift in the drawer of the classroom before he came out to work at the entrance of the school.

With him, there is also a shallow marsh man. This guy looks very sad this morning, and he doesn't know what kind of blows he has. For the greetings of the younger generations, he also lazily slammed his hand and responded.

In fact, Li Xuehao is already afraid of being on duty at the entrance of the school in the morning, because I don’t know when, Yamamoto’s voice and Fukuoka Naomi will meet unexpectedly. Although I don’t think there is anything in my heart, I still have some guilty conscience, so when he is ready to send a gift from Yamamoto alone, he will tell things.

Not long after standing at the door, Li Xuehao met the first person he met this morning.

It is a girl.

About a height of about one meter six, the tender face looks very cute from wearing to looking.

The symmetrical body, although not because of a short pair of amazing long legs, but the proportion of coordination does not give the feeling of short legs, the thin round legs stand straight, still can attract the attention of nearby boys.

The long black hair is tied with two ponytails with a pink palm-sized butterfly. It is divided into left and right sides and hangs down to reveal the innocence and cuteness of the girl.

Just the right eyes, fluttering. A slightly taller nose, rich lips, thin fluff on the lips, and a skin that is almost white and can sip out of the water. Nowhere is it not cute.

This is a girl who perfectly interprets "cute". She is the squad leader of the class b of the year, Fukuyama Hideaki. She sent a love letter to him before, but it was sent by the generation.

"My classmates, good morning." Fukuyama Hideaki is very polite and even has a whole body movement.

Li Xuehao naturally can't be rude: "Good morning, Fushan classmate."

"Is the loveletter sent to you yesterday?" Fukuyama Hideaki asked very directly, and there was no shy look. It may be because the generation is sent, it has nothing to do with it, so it seems to be generous.

"I have already seen it." Li Xuehao nodded.

"So what is your answer?" Fukuyama Hideaki stared at him with his eyes open, and his eyes were curious, and there was a little expectation.

"I already have people who have been in contact, so thank her for her kindness." Li Xuehao's answer is of course rejection, and a person with only one side, and the other party is likely to be inspired by the father of a pit daughter. Don't say that he already has a girlfriend. If he doesn't, he won't agree.

"Refused?" Fushan Yingli muttered to himself, seemingly somewhat lost, but somewhat resounding.

“How did Fukuyama know her?” Li Xuehao was very curious about this point. What is the intersection between the class squad of class b and the captain of the women’s football team with Heyi?

"Because your sister is my neighbor, we grew up together." Perhaps it was a happy memory. Fukuyama Hideaki looked forward to the color, but soon it converges and looks at him with some doubts." I am very curious. How did my classmates know about your sister? She should have been to our school."

"In fact, when I went to Heyi, I was looking for someone." Li Xuehao directly downplayed things.

"Is that just like this?" Fukuyama Hideaki smiled shallowly, but there was obvious suspicion in his tone, but she was not the kind of curiosity or the person with a particularly serious heart, bent over and bent. "Since the students in the real school already have Answer, then I told your sister like this. Don't bother you, really, goodbye, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye." Looking at Fushan Yingli slowly, Li Xuehao regained his gaze. Compared with the c-class squad leader Xiaobin Marina, Fukuyama Yingri is more like a girl next door, and it seems that there is no movement.

Fukuyama Hideaki left for a while, and Li Xuehao met his second familiar person, Yamamoto Ryo!

The strange thing is that he is actually a person today, usually with his dog's legs behind his sister Yamamoto's voice.

"Oh, really, good morning." Yamamoto was too scornful to say hello, the two were already very familiar, and he was not a bit polite.

"Good morning." Li Xuehao responded with a sentence and then asked, "What about the voice?"

"Sister is behind, she met the predecessors of the previous state, is talking behind." Yamamoto Ryota seems very indifferent, a heartless expression.

“The predecessors of the middle school?” Li Xuehao’s aunt, is there a school alumnus in Yamamoto’s voice? Still a predecessor, then there may be a third-grade student.

"Yes, you know it too." Yamamoto said too, and when he spoke, his eyes were also strange.

"I know it too?" Li Xuehao was once again taken aback. He didn't know much about the people he knew at school. Just a few, and Yamamoto's voice and him both know each other, then who is it?

"Fuyuan seniors, don't you know? Minister of Kendo, I remember that you were not holding her to the health room on the roof that day?" Yamamoto was too squinting at him, of course, did not think about it, only that time. The picture on the rooftop gave him a deep impression. Every time I thought about it, I couldn’t help but squeeze a sweat for my friends. I dared to hold the martyrdom minister who was so scared. I still live well. This is already a miracle.

It’s a blessing! Yamamoto’s predecessors in the country are actually Fuyuan Zhimei!

Li Xuehao felt that his body was violently tightened. Even the eccentric eccentric gaze of Yamamoto Ryota was directly ignored. He did not dare to ask again: "Fuyuan Xuejie is a predecessor of the voice country?"

"Yes, of course, it is also the predecessor of my sister. If I didn't meet my sister today, I still don't know. My sister is so familiar with Fuyuan's predecessors. It seems that I can go to the Kendo club every day." Yamamoto is doing too much. Sweet dreams.

Li Xuehao has been speechless. How could this be the case? He had never thought about this before, and Yamamoto's voice and Fu Yuanzhimei had already known each other, and they were very close to the situation described in the words of Yamamoto.

Li Xuehao couldn't imagine to wait for the next two people to come over, and at the same time they handed the lunch on his hand to him. Such a picture... must be very "exciting"?