Chapter 167

"Last year I got it from the girl in the next class. This year I must work hard and date Prince An Chen."

"That's right, the lucky girl this year must be me, I'm going to let Sheng take me shopping."

The two girls were dreaming of a spring and autumn dream, and their eyes were full of longing.

"Yes, so everyone must hurry up and prepare. This is your admission card, and there are party rules on it,"

The teacher smiled and handed out the cards in his hand one by one.

"Teacher, may I ask who hosted this event?"

Qian Xiaoran, who didn't listen much at all, heard that there was Prince Anchen, His Royal Highness, and Nangong Xueyan in this event, she couldn't help it.

"It's a traditional festival every year. No wonder you don't know it. It's been a few years since you transferred to this academy. It's very interesting."

The teacher replied enthusiastically, Qian Xiaoran glanced at the people discussing around, and there was a flash of understanding in his eyes, is this an annual event?
So, how many girls has that guy Kawahara-san dated, wait, why do I think of him again, that big carrot, that liar, what's wrong with me, I always miss him.

I hate myself like this, I can't even control my heart.

Cursing angrily, a pair of white cloth shoes and black stockings appeared before Qian Xiaoran's eyes.

Looking up in surprise, he met a pair of big watery eyes, which were full of disdain, contempt, and pride.

Who is this girl? Qian Xiaoran stared straight at her.

"Su An'an, there will be a dance at this make-up party, and our club invites you to attend."

It's incredible to invite her to the dance party, Qian Xiaoran glanced over with contemptuous eyes, how much you hate my derivation, I will return it twice.

"Why, don't you dare to participate?"

The long-haired girl sitting on the table jumped down, she was a bit taller than Qian Xiaoran, which annoyed Qian Xiaoran, as if she was looking up at her.

"I'm not interested in going to the dance of your club or anything."

Taking out a book casually, Qian Xiaoran ignored the girl who came to find fault, and walked out.

The bow on her neck tightened, and she was tightly pulled by someone, making Qian Xiaoran's throat very uncomfortable. From the corner of the eye, the long-haired girl was holding the bow of Qian Xiaoran's uniform in her hand, with a face like "If you don't go, you won't go." try it.

(End of this chapter)

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