My reborn girlfriend is so cute

Chapter 11 Mice or something, just trample to death
"Why are there so many love letters?" A whisper sounded in my ear.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ming squinted, and snorted coldly, "I received at least twice as much as this before."

"..."

"..."

"Lu Mingming." There seemed to be a suppressed smile in the crunchy and sweet voice.

"What?" Lu Ming didn't look to the side, but turned his head towards the window on the other side.

"Are you jealous?"

"Haha."

Lu Ming smiled dryly and turned his head to stare at the girl beside him: "Xia Mengying, what are you talking about, I'm jealous, what kind of jealousy am I?"

"Of course it's mine!" Xia Mengying finally couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth opened into a joyful smile.

"I do not have."

Lu Ming quickly looked away, and turned his head to the window on the other side again.

Outside the window are patches of camphor trees, the sunlight falling on the leaves is like mercury dancing, just like the dots on Xia Mengying's shoulders.

Why is it her again?
Wow, I'm really stunned...

"One, two, three, four, five..."

When Xia Mengying's voice sounded next to her again, she started counting.

Lu Ming turned his head involuntarily, but reason made him stop after seeing the blackboard in front of him.

"Six, seven, eight, nine, ten..."

The sound continued.

It's like monks chanting scriptures, making people upset.

Turning the eyeball to the boundary of the right line of sight, sneaking a sneak peek, only to see Xia Mengying counting love letters one by one!

And the number is extremely serious!

This witch is really speechless!
At this time, the voice outside the classroom suddenly increased.

"Xia Mengying read my love letter again!"

"She didn't read it, she was just choosing which one to open."

"That has the greatest chance of turning me on, because I have practiced hard-tipped pen calligraphy for three years, and the words reveal a masculine masculinity. The words are like the person, and she will definitely be moved!"

"Fart, how could a single-celled creature like you be able to guess the thoughts of a schoolmaster? A beauty of her level needs connotation."

"What do you mean?"

"Look, you don't understand if you say this, it proves that I have more connotations than you."

"……Test!"

Lu Ming felt that the noise outside the classroom was more disturbing than the tinnitus at night.

If there were fly swatters, he really wanted to slap them to death on the wall one by one.

"The count is over!" The sweet voice next to him drilled into the eardrums, "Lu Mingming, guess how many love letters I have received?"

Startled, Lu Ming hurriedly looked forward.

"Lu Mingming, can you guess?"

The school uniform on the right arm was grabbed by a delicate little hand, shaking it from side to side.

"Don't guess, it's boring."

Lu Ming withdrew his hand, his voice dry.

"Hee hee, there are 32 letters in total, isn't it surprising?"

"Ha ha."

"Then according to what you just said, you have received at least 6 to 70 love letters before?" There was curiosity in the voice.

Lu Ming moved his butt.

I really thought about it in my heart.

If we only talk about love letters, there must not be 32. It is estimated that the number of 32 is barely worth the number of entrusting classmates to WeChat, or being confessed in person.

32?

Why is this number so familiar?

32 concerts?

groove.

What are you thinking!

"Leave me alone."

"Don't worry, if you have more than me, I will be jealous."

"..."

"Well, here it is for you."

"?"

Lu Ming lowered his head and found that Xia Mengying put a thick stack of envelopes on his desk.

"what?"

"Of course I'll leave it to you." Xia Mengying leaned over, carrying the fresh scent of shampoo, "You can do whatever you want."

"Cough cough."

Lu Ming forcibly suppressed the urge to move to the side, and resisted the pressure to stay only ten centimeters away from Xia Mengying's beautiful face.

"They gave you this, I don't want it."

"That's good, I'll put these—"

"Xia Mengying!"

In the middle of the conversation, the boys outside the classroom finally couldn't hold back their excitement, and they were all eager to try.

A few boys were even squeezed through the back door.

"Xia Mengying, I'm—"

Xia Mengying frowned.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared from nowhere, and ran towards the group of boys at high speed.

Looking down, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Kao! What a big mouse!"

"Don't get in my way, it's coming to me!"

"what--"

There was chaos at the back of the classroom, and there were exclamations everywhere, causing the whole class to look over.

After seeing clearly what happened, they all couldn't help standing up, ready to sneak out the front door.

Lu Ming also stood up.

Searching left and right, I found a plastic broom leaning against the wall in the corner. I stepped over it in two or three steps and grabbed it, ready to fight the mouse at any time.

But there were too many people gathered at the back door of the classroom, and they fled left and right for a while, and most of them were squeezed in.

All that can be seen are the jumping feet, but the specific location of the mouse cannot be seen clearly.

"Hey, I saw it, the mouse ran towards Xia Mengying!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped in front of Xia Mengying with a stride, and swung the broom towards the ground of Yuhua Stone to slap it indiscriminately.

From a distance, it looks like digging.

But the mouse is really excited, hiding left and right, playing all kinds of fake moves.

No matter how he hits, he can't hit it.

The so-called brothers are like siblings, and it is fully displayed at this moment.

Lu Song, Huang Zhen and Hu Xiaohu also grabbed their chairs and rushed over in a yell.

Digging with Lu Ming.

In the blink of an eye, when the mouse was clearly seen again, it rushed towards Xia Mengying from nowhere!
Just when everyone panicked.

I saw Xia Mengying kicked up and down, and stepped on the mouse accurately.

"Squeak-"

"Squeaky-"

The noise in the classroom suddenly stopped, and only the screams of mice echoed in everyone's ears.

At this time, Xia Mengying was fearless in the face of danger, with her hands on her hips, like a heroic Hua Mulan.

Everyone: "..."

Lu Ming wanted to step forward to help.

The next moment, Xia Mengying exerted force with her right foot, and after a series of tragic "creaking" sounds, the mouse finally stopped moving.

Rao Lu Ming also felt a chill in his back, and numbness from head to toe.

"Mouse or something, just trample to death."

It's still a crunchy and sweet voice, and it's still a beautiful face.

But this sentence, like a kitchen knife, chops and chops in the hearts of everyone.

After finishing speaking, Xia Mengying kicked the dead mouse to the last corner of the classroom - where the broom was originally placed.

Then he threw away the thick stack of envelopes on Lu Ming's desk.

It happened to bury all the mice in it, as if building a colorful tomb...

(End of this chapter)