The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 72 How to hold back

Favor?

The moon suddenly thought of the Zhao Lu incident that morning.

He was such a clean freak, he actually went past him and strangled Zhao Lu's wrist fiercely. If it was normal, he would even hate the smell of girls approaching him.

Guess, as if there is more evidence.

Arguing that something is established, when all the arguments and arguments he needs exist and are reasonable...

Ahhh, she was about to explode with excitement, wishing she could jump into the school's fountain to calm down now.

Hao Han looked at the moon who seemed to have gone crazy and almost crazy, and was speechless, "..." The point of genius is really hard for ordinary people to get.

"Are there any students on duty in the class? Just now I saw some students spilled soy milk on the corridor of the second class. Today, it's our class's turn to clean the public corridors. When the students on duty arrive, please let me know."

At this time, Wang Xia unexpectedly poked his head out from the front door, and confessed to the only three people left in the class.

"Ok!"

Hao Han turned around and nodded.

Unexpectedly, excited and crazy Yue suddenly raised her head, looked at Wang Xia and raised her hand high, "Teacher, I'll go, I'll clean it up!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately rushed to the back like a small whirlwind, and ran out with a mop and a dustpan.

Seeing the situation, Wang Xia squinted her small eyes in plain glasses with satisfaction. This good student has everything.

On the seat, Huazhi with an O-shaped mouth said to the astonished Haohan, "Don't, don't mind, just get used to it. The latest scientific research shows that there is often only a thin line between a genius and a lunatic."

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Inside the corridor.

Mei Zizi, who was carrying a mop and kicking a dustpan to drag the hallway, had crooked eyebrows and eyes all the time, grinning silly and happily, laughing about fleeing from the hospital from time to time, trying to control his excessive excitement with labor.

Classmates walking back and forth, "..." Can labor really make people so happy?
"He doesn't hate me, he doesn't hate me..."

Drag it, she repeats, drags it, repeats it, until it is surrounded by whales, big and small.

He opened his mouth and spit bubbles at her.

so cute~
A certain idiot Liang dragged smoothly all the way to the window of the second class, and began to look into the class involuntarily from the corner of his furtive eyes, intending to see... and then... what she saw right in front of her... a piece of paper separated by a transparent Glass, clear and handsome enough to shock the handsome face of heaven and man!
"what!"

Because of his guilty conscience, a certain Liang was frightened and threw away the mop in his hand, and excitedly hugged the pillar of the corridor next to him like an octopus.

Passing by classmate A, he silently gave a thumbs up to a certain Liang on the pillar, "..." Classmate is very skilled!

In the class with bright and clean windows, the knife and fork that Lu Jingyun was holding fell on the corner of the black pepper steak, with a cold and indifferent expression as if in a trance, looking at the delicious food in front of him, as if completing a task.

Until a figure came over.

The precipitous figure covered the colorful afterglow of the setting sun and entered the glass window, and danced like a point of light, and gradually took shape, with a smile, a swaying ponytail, and a graceful posture. And the neat movement of hugging the pillar impatiently, all projected on the dinner plate.

Those straight and long legs just wrapped around the pillar, just like around his body, tight, tight.

He can imagine how glaringly white the leather on it must be, how slippery and addictive it must be to the touch, and he would never let go of it even to the death, and even how many midnight dreams existed in that harmless human and animal face. The empty bed in the bed, the source of the crime that made him restless and collapsed...

On the dinner plate, at some point, a cherry tomato fell silently. It seemed that the diner pressed the knife and fork so hard that the plate began to tremble and become unstable.

There was her reflection on the steak and salad, the appetite in his body suddenly soared, and the eye sockets gradually turned red, wishing to swallow all the food, like a snake that has been hungry for too long, too long, thirsty, and finally came out of its hole.

No need to search, she brought it to her mouth by herself.

How can I hold back...

It seems that no matter what, it can't be done.

(End of this chapter)