The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After the class test was over, Gu Qingyun collected the test paper and handed it in.

When I saw the girl who came back intact at the door of the classroom, her body was stiff, and glue seemed to stick under her feet, and she couldn't move.

"Why...Looking at your expression, you seem disappointed?"

Mu Changying and Gu Qingyun passed by by mistake, and whispered softly.

"..."

Gu Qingyun didn't even dare to reply. Obviously, she had not digested the people who had been pushed into the abyss by her and fell to the bottom of the sea.

Mu Changying smiled silently and walked into the class.

If you can't accept it now, what can you do in the future?

After all, Chunhua... There is still a lot of suffering waiting for you.

Fu Zixian was immersed in the sweetness of the lollipop, but did not notice the difference in the atmosphere between the two.

When everyone in the class saw Mu Changying pick up her schoolbag and prepare to leave, they looked at each other in dismay.

"No, what's the situation?"

"Cough cough... that... new classmate, do you have something to ask for leave to go home?"

"Are you feeling unwell and need us to take you to the infirmary?"

Fu Zixian's hand slammed into the boy's head while picking up a book.

She clasped her hands together, and the brittle bones made a squeaking sound, evoking a cold and yin smile, and said viciously: "If you talk nonsense again, this lady will tear your mouth!"

Mu Changying frowned slightly, and there was a hint of coolness in her tone, "You don't need to go to class seven with me."

She had already learned this knowledge in high school, and she didn't need to learn it a second time at all, so she had no feeling about going to a different class at all.

But Fu Zixian is still a third year student, and there are only two months left for the college entrance examination.

There is still a big gap between the teaching resources of the top class and the poor class.

She can't let the other party follow her to Class 7, that would be ruining people's future.

"Xiaoyingying, do you despise me?"

Fu Zixian sniffed, and lowered her head sadly, her whole body exuding a sense of loneliness.

"..."

How could a female bully have such a weak side?

The male compatriots in the classroom swallowed and felt goosebumps rise.

Mu Changying paced in front of Fu Zixian, stood on tiptoe, and rubbed her small hands on her head.

"If you ate my candy, you are the person I believe... How can I despise you?"

"You have to stay in the first class obediently, then I will like you a little more."

This silly girl, they have only just met, why do they have to go to Class 7 together?

This is really a silly cute, but also makes people feel very warm child.

Fu Zixian peeled off his nails aggrievedly, "But I want to be with you..."

This nondescript coquettish voice made the first class of students stumble.

MD, must be crazy, are they having the same dream?

Mu Changying put down her hand and walked to the door of the classroom with a small schoolbag on her back. The five fingers of her right hand were bent into eagle claws, pretending to be a vicious threat.

"If you follow me to class seven, I'll break your leg."

As soon as the little fairy left, Fu Zixian showed her true shape, kicked the chair irritably, and couldn't help but rudely, "Fuck!"

The classmates in the class gathered around her one by one, talking nonsense.

"Fu Zixian, are you crazy? You want to go to Class 7. What kind of **** are you in Class 7?"

"Xianxian, you have to think clearly, don't be stupid!"

The male compatriots looked depressed one by one, as if they had missed out on tens of millions of lottery tickets.

"Why didn't anyone ask the little fairy why she suddenly went to class seven?"

"Such a beautiful elf should stay in our class, it would be a waste to go to class seven!"

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