The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

"The so-called sincerity means deception. Like a bad smell, like a good thing, this is called humility..."

The loud voice of a female student reached Su Waqing's ears. Su Waqing slowly opened her eyes, with tears still remaining in the corners of her eyes.

She was sitting on the desk, and people around her were reading.

Suddenly.

Queen Xin, the direct descendant of the Minister of Household Affairs, pointed at Su Wanqing's tearful face and shouted loudly to the gentleman on the stage: "Sir! Su Wanqing actually cried! She must have felt that her husband's lecture was extremely unpleasant, so she cried. of!"

Su Wanqing seemed unable to hear anything Wang Xin said.

She just looked into space and murmured: "So, is it over?"

Wang Xin's eyes widened again, and she shouted even more powerfully: "Sir, she doesn't want to listen to your lecture so much. She wants to end it now. Sir, she is too disrespectful!"

"Miss Su."

Suddenly, a low and pendulum-like sound came into Su Wanqing's ears.

Su Wanqing slowly raised her eyes and looked at the gentleman sitting in the front. He was both the teacher of the eldest princess and the prince.

He held the Book of Rites in his hand.

He has black silk hair hanging down his back, dressed in light gray clothes, his eyes are like lakes, indifferent and bright, his eyelashes are slightly long, his face is elegant, and he looks like a gentleman.

It is so beautiful that it looks like a god in heaven.

I have to say that this was completely in Su Wanqing's heart.

He is slightly different from Mo Kong. Mo Kong gives people a sense of purity and ascetic indifference, while Qi Yu gives people a sense of taciturn, indifferent and calm alienation. An adult wine to taste.

"Su Wanqing."

Qi Yu's voice became louder again, with a hint of anger.

Su Wanqing stood up slowly, lowered his head, and called in a very soft voice: "Sir."

Qi Yu looked at the remaining tear stains at the corners of her eyes, displeasure appeared in her eyebrows, and said sternly: "You are so naughty, go out and stand!"

"Yes."

Su Wanqing slowly moved away from the bench and walked towards the door.

A hint of surprise appeared on Qi Yu's beautiful face. If this was normal, he would have to argue with himself at all times.

Why are you so well-behaved today?

Su Wanqing stood outside the door and thought a lot.

There is still a dull pain in my heart.

For a moment, she felt really bad because she felt that she could not forget Mo Kong.

However, she figured it out in an instant and dismissed it all as a dream.

Let Mo Kong stay in her dream, she has never been a person who likes internal friction.

The class seemed to be over, and the students inside were coming out one after another.

suddenly.

Taishi Ling's youngest daughter Bai Su touched Su Wanqing's arm and reminded her kindly: "Hey! Su Wanqing! The class is over, why don't you go get your precious sword?"

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the sword on the table before suddenly remembering.

She is the legitimate daughter of the general. She is extremely naughty, rude and arrogant. She likes to wield swords and guns and fight with others.

The most common words on my lips are, "Hey! Little brother! Come on! Have a fight with me! Let's have a try!"

Su Wanqing looked down at his clothes again. They were red and green, racing dogs... shit? !

Su Wanqing sighed, frowned, and stepped forward to get the sword helplessly.

At this time, Qi Yu was walking this way.

When Su Wanqing picked up the sword, his face instantly turned pale. Is this a sword?

Is this a jack? !

Although the body belonged to the original owner, Su Wanqing did not inherit the strength of the original heroine, but her hands had scars from sword practice.

Su Wanqing held the sword in her hand, but she couldn't straighten her back. She fell to the side before she could stand firmly.

At this time, all the eldest princess's companions, including the eldest princess, had disappeared.

As a result, her elbow hit Qi Yu's leg...um...between...

Right on target, the important part.

Qi Yu's face suddenly turned ugly. He frowned slightly and bent his waist slightly.

Su Wanqing's little face shrank suddenly.

Forgive her, the first thing that came to her mind, which was full of dirt, was, what if she broke it and couldn't use it anymore?

So she quickly put down her sword and subconsciously reached out her hand to rub it for him. He said softly: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it."

As soon as Su Wanqing's fingertips touched, Qi Yu quickly stepped back and said with some disbelief: "Miss Su, you..."

"I……"

Su Wanqing retracted her hand, slowly raised her watery eyes to look at Qi Yu, with a pure and sincere look on her face, bit her lip, and said softly and apologetically, "Sir, I really didn't mean it~"

Seeing her like this, Qi Yu sighed helplessly and said, "That's it."

So naughty!

He was used to it, but today her temper was much more restrained than before.

……

All companions live in the palace and have special residences for one year. Three months have passed now.

Su Wanqing felt that the clothes on her body were too ugly, so she borrowed a thin dress from Bai Su that was a combination of light blue and light pink.

……

Su Wanqing raised his eyes and looked at the sky. There were dark clouds, and the dense clouds were rolling in the sky.

Su Wanqing curled her lips.

Slowly walked out of the room.

"Boom!!"

The heavy rain poured down, hitting Su Wanqing's dress, and Su Wanqing kept walking somewhere.

At this time.

Qi Yu was in his study, sitting on the long bench in front of the piano, reading a book.

Su Wanqing suddenly appeared at his door, her clothes soaked, panting, and her wet hair sticking to her back.

Raindrops were still hanging on the eyelashes of the cattail leaf fan, and the ground around her was covered with rainwater dripping from her clothes.

At this time, it was the transition season from summer to winter, but Su Waqing specially chose a thin summer coat, so after being wet by the rain, her figure was looming, and Su Waqing was panting because she ran too fast.

Seems more attractive.

Su Wanqing stood at the door, her little feet seemed a little cramped, her face was slightly lowered, but her watery eyes were secretly looking at Qi Yu.

He looked like he was trying to make people miserable.

Qi Yu's indifferent eyes were startled. He looked a little unnatural when he saw Su Wanqing's thin clothes clinging to her body.

"Miss Su, what brings you here? Why did you come here without an umbrella?"

Qi Yu said in surprise.

"I...I came to apologize to sir, but I left in a hurry and forgot to bring an umbrella," Su Wanqing said softly and timidly, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I hit your...your...life..."

Su Wanqing said the last two words in a very low voice, her little face buried lower and lower, as if she was shy because she was too embarrassed to speak.

Qi Yu wanted to talk about her daughter's family but she had to speak openly, but in the end, she saw this innocent little white flower.

Suddenly I couldn't speak.

Why did his usually quarrelsome temper suddenly subside and he was still so well-behaved?

Qi Yu looked a little unnatural, coughed twice and said: "No need to apologize, Miss Su should go back quickly."

"Can……"

Su Wanqing shook her body slightly and looked at the heavy rain outside the door, pitifully.

"There is an umbrella by the door, you can take it." Qi Yu reminded kindly.

"it is good."

Su Wanqing responded.

And slowly walked to the door beside him, picked up the umbrella, Su Wanqing looked at the umbrella in his hand, and curled his lips.

At first glance, the umbrella was not as strong as modern ones. She quickly found the weakness of the umbrella and broke several branches at the most important positions.

Qi Yu was in the house and couldn't see what was going on outside. He only heard the "click" sound.

Su Wanqing held the broken umbrella in his hand, tilted his body, and asked sincerely with a puzzled look on his face: "Sir, why is this umbrella broken?"

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment when she saw the broken umbrella, feeling quite helpless. Miss Su's hand could only hold a sword!

Su Wanqing clasped her little hands together, squeezed them, and begged tremblingly: "Sir, can you let me go in to hide from the rain?"