The real daughter in Qin Ye's arms is beautiful and flirtatious

Chapter 35 Hope, She Don't Have Weird Dreams

In the room, Qin Lu didn't dress so neatly.

Three or two of the buttons on the collar were undone.

Therefore, a touch of sexy and provocative collarbone was revealed.

Seemingly revealing but not revealing is more seductive than fully revealing!
Nan Yan saw that his mouth was dry, and he almost couldn't control his hands, and went up to tear his collar off.

Fortunately, her reason prevailed, and she lowered her head in panic.

Qin Lv was about to talk to her.

Seeing her pretending to listen to training, he couldn't help but wonder, is he being too strict with her?
But since he wants to take care of the child, he must take care of it properly.

With the fluffy head in front of him, he rubbed his hands naturally: "In the future, you are not allowed to go out with men with bad conduct, it is very dangerous."

Nan Yan agreed sullenly: "I know..."

"sleep early."

After Qin Lu left, Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to the water dispenser to drink a glass of cold water.

She was really, really bad.

Isn't it just seeing the collarbone, as for such a big reaction!
Feeling the temperature on her cheeks, Nan Yan calmly poured a glass of cold water, finished drinking, went back to her room to take a bath and sleep.

I hope she doesn't have any weird dreams...

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The next day, while still in class, Shen Junqing sent a message asking her for an account number.

Nanyan sent him the card number.

A few minutes later, the text message reminded the money to arrive.

One hundred and ten million.

Looking at the long string of zeros behind, Nanyan's financial anxiety improved a bit.

She had already figured out where to go for this money yesterday.

She plans to buy a laboratory.

This was originally in her plan, but because of the windfall, it was brought forward.

"An Nanyan, come up and write this question."

Nanyan was thinking in class, and was called by the math teacher in class.

Nan Yan put away her mobile phone, looked at the blackboard, then stood up and walked onto the podium.

The math teacher didn't want to see Nan Yan, and didn't care if she could answer or not, so she chatted endlessly.

"I'm poor in my studies. If you don't study hard and don't listen to lectures in class, even if you don't want to study, can't you just work hard for the average score in the class?"

"Because of you, the grades of our class will always be at the bottom. Don't you feel embarrassed when the average score is dropped by the other classes?"

The students below started booing,

"Hahaha……"

The people below burst out laughing.

Nan Yan finished writing the last stroke and turned around.

The chalk in hand was folded into three sections.

Raise your hand and throw it out.

The three people who laughed at her at the beginning were all thrown by the chalk.

And it's all thrown into their mouths that are open and smiling.

"Bah bah bah..."

"An Nanyan, why did you throw chalk at me?"

Nan Yan was cold and glamorous, "Your mouth stinks."

"you……"

"What am I? Looking for a beating?"

"If you want a beating, just say it directly, and I will help you."

With Nanyan's words, the classmate was so blocked that he didn't dare to say any more.

They still remember her great feats of beating people in the past two days, who dares to mess with her!

Nan Yan walked to the podium and said softly, "Teacher, I have finished writing."

The math teacher thought she was just scribbling when she went up.

After all, we are talking about Mathematical Olympiad questions now, which are relatively esoteric.

However, Nanyan's test scores did not exceed [-] points in mathematics.

She couldn't solve such a problem at all.

The math teacher wanted to take this opportunity to punish her.

But when she looked at the answers on the blackboard, her eyes lit up.

Not only did Nanyan write correctly, but the flamboyant chalk calligraphy is also very beautiful!

She walked over and drew a big tick on Nan Yan's answer.

The people in the class were still waiting to mock Nan Yan.

Seeing this scene, I was stunned.

No one in their class could answer this question.

How did she write it?

"Teacher, is she really writing correctly?"

"Well, that's right." The math teacher's attitude towards Nan Yan has improved a lot, "Student An, go back and sit down first. From now on, you have to listen to the class carefully, and don't mess around with petty tricks."

"Ah."

Nan Yan returned to her seat.

Then the math teacher calmed down and started to tell everyone about this question.

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Nanyan's deterrent force was very effective. In just three days, no one dared to provoke her again.

However, this is just not to provoke her on the surface.

Those people with bad intentions gathered together secretly thinking how to suppress her arrogance.

At noon, everyone went to eat, and Nanyan was no exception.

When she came back, unexpectedly, there was a big gift waiting for her.

Nanyan first looked at the monitor in the classroom.

That's right, they all have long memories and know that before doing bad things, they should block the surveillance first.

Nanyan stood on the podium.

The whole person did not see any obvious mood swings.

There was a meaningful smile on the cold and attractive face.

It was cold and dangerous.

The classroom was silent, and everyone was looking at her.

Want to see her reaction.

Anyway, she couldn't find evidence to prove who did it.

As long as they bite to death and refuse to admit it, she will be fine.

Nan Yan casually rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white wrists, "Let me guess, this time, it wasn't done by one or two people, but planned by you and done together."

"Who said we did this, don't spit blood on people."

"That's right, we all went to eat, and the front and rear feet that came back almost like you, your table has become like this, what does it have to do with us."

Nan Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with them.

After rolling up her sleeves, she walked to the door and locked it directly.

As for the door at the back, it was locked when eating, but it has not been opened yet.

The front door was locked again, and the entire classroom became a closed place.

They looked at the cold and vicious girl standing by the podium, and they felt a sense of crisis inexplicably.

The air seemed to be unable to circulate, and it was terribly oppressive.

Those who were timid, those who were already afraid and regretted, followed them to offend her.

The monitor of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High came forward and asked in a rough voice, "An Nanyan...what do you want to do?"

"Naturally, pick up the trash."

Nanyan's lips curled up, and her face was so glamorous and unparalleled, in the eyes of these people, they only felt creepy.

"Today, if this matter is not resolved, no one can leave this classroom."

(End of this chapter)