The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 31
Hearing the subdued sobs gradually coming from behind, Yue Yue came to his senses, turned his face to see Zhao Lu collapsed and cried regardless of his image, and shyly looked at Lu Jingyun with a firm expression.

The mimosa in my heart is even worse.

He is really...so firm and manly in order to protect himself
"Let, let her go."

She persuaded with a soft smile.

Hua Zhi almost vomited.

Lu Jingyun lowered his eyes and looked at the swaying little girl. A coldness flashed in his eyes that shouldn't have been cold and ruthless. He spoke coldly and coldly, "No one is allowed to leave until the paper scraps at the door are cleaned up."

"..."

In an instant, the moon's shy red cloud face was almost cracked, and it fell to the ground bit by bit.

Until the face fell off the ground.

Only then did she look at the place where she and Zhao Lu had trouble with stiff eyes. The place where the pieces of paper were scattered was indeed within the cleaning scope of the second class corridor.

So...he just rescued him just to keep the suspect?

The corners of someone's mouth had begun to twitch unconsciously and irregularly, and Hua Zhi, who had already supported the pillar and smiled, trembled wildly.

It can't be done, Mr. Xiaocao is really too touching.

No one is allowed to leave without cleaning it up hahaha...

The moon's forehead twitched and glanced at Lu Jingyun, then at Huazhi, laughing ass!

In an instant, she took a quick step and ran towards the class, pulling the flower branches. Whoever stays here is a fool!

A dark light flashed imperceptibly in Lu Jingyun's eyes, and he abruptly let go of Zhao Lu's wrist.

Zhao Lu covered her mouth and wailed all the way towards the senior high school teaching building, without the slightest bit of vigor from before.

Wang Yan, who had already been frightened and flustered, also quickly chased after him.

"The student on duty came out and cleaned the door."

Lu Jingyun's dark eyes unintentionally glanced at the next door, and lightly explained something to the class.

"Good monitor!"

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When Yue Yue and Hua Zhi sneaked out of the back door with a dustpan and broom, the marshal followed suspiciously, "What are you two doing!"

"Ouch~" Huazhi was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she lay on the moon directly, "I'm so scared, you walk silently!"

The moon was crushed, "..." My mother, three ribs were broken!

"Hey, look at the moon, someone from their class has come out to clean~"

"..." I'm not blind.

Yue Yue pursed her lips slightly, watching the two busy students on duty at the door of the second class, a faint sense of guilt rose in her heart for no reason.

She spread the paper, and he saved the person. In the end, he didn't even clean up the crime scene, and asked him to help clean up the mess.

This feeling is really bad.

The marshal stared at the two elder sisters in front of him who treated him like nothing with a black line on his face, and faint resentment came out from behind him.

The two heartless ones caused him to stand at the door of the girls' dormitory for so long in the morning, but he didn't wait for anyone. He was almost suspected by the dormitory manager as a pervert.

Now I'm more than ten minutes late, so I'm so glad that Wang Xia hasn't entered the class yet, and she's still holding a cleaning tool in her hand. What are you doing?
With such a high level of ideological awareness, I want to be forced to reform through labor!

"The head teacher is here."

The marshal straightened his face behind the two, and suddenly said something in a low voice.

In the next second, Huazhi and Yueyue put down the dustpan and broom in their hands with lightning speed, rushed to their seats with a 'chuo', and started reading with their math exercise books in their arms.

Fast as the wind, shaped like electricity.

"Huh~"

The marshal looked at the vigorous movements of the two men, and pressed his fists slightly to his lips, and he couldn't help laughing out of his chest.

　At this moment, my brother’s smile is the same as that of the marshal. I said more than fifteen comments yesterday, but I counted them later. There were fourteen comments yesterday (excluding duplicate IDs). Thank you in advance!
　　Silently glanced at the village Gaojun, who had been revived from ashes, there was a beauty crit in school grass children's shoes behind him, my God, I couldn't bear to release it to share with you, handsome, handsome burst.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)