Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Margot was taken aback, and smiled harmlessly: "When I saw the stack of cans, the cute boy seemed to yell at you. So are you just kidding? Sorry!"

After she finished speaking, she also stuck out her tongue mischievously, which made An Chuxia's heart against Marg nowhere to vent. Obviously, she wanted to hide it from everyone, but Margot said it all without hesitation.

Is it unintentional or intentional?

She looked at Mag's smiling eyes, and suddenly remembered what Xiao Mingluo said, this woman is terrible.

Perhaps what Xiao Mingluo said was right.

An Chuxia turned her head without saying a word, Philia had already obediently stopped asking the question just now, handing over a treasured lollipop and asked, "Chuxia, do you eat it?"

"Thank you, no need." An Chuxia felt a little tired, so she lay down on the table and closed her eyes for a sleep.

Margot’s deskmate F lowered his voice and said to Margot, “What are you talking nonsense! You see, in early summer, you are a little bit unhappy about what you said, so consider it before you speak.”

Marg looked pitiful: "I don't know, I just said casually, I didn't expect she would care so much. Should I apologize to her?"

"No need." Little F waved his hand: "I don't blame you! Just pay attention later."

Margot nodded humbly and moved her gaze to An Chuxia who was lying on the table, her eyes gradually being stained with a smile.

So you will be unhappy too? It turns out that you will also feel unhappy for what originally belonged to you because it became not your own?

Then why... Snatch her Zifei!

She held the pen tightly, and the head teacher walked into the classroom at this moment, holding a stack of jars in her hand to win the first prize in the competition.

The head teacher was in a good mood. He hummed a small song and walked onto the stage, smilingly and said to the propaganda committee: "Go and paste the certificate on the wall at the back of the classroom."

After ordering this, the head teacher smiled and said to everyone: "This time, we won first place. But what makes me really happy is that I see every classmate cares about collective honor, especially Jiangnan classmate. ...Huh? Where's her?"

Everyone noticed that there was no figure in Jiangnan.

At this moment, the classroom door was knocked, and An Chuxia hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

"Report." It was Meng Xiaonan. She didn't even glance at An Chuxia, but called a report directly to the head teacher.

"Come in." The head teacher didn't mean to blame her: "Just when I praised you, I found out that you were nowhere to be seen. It was said that you were unwell. Are you better now?"

"Much better, thank you teacher." Meng Xiaonan said, and walked back to his position.

From beginning to end, her eyes never stopped on An Chuxia. As if to treat her as air.

She closed the door again, sat back in her position, and glanced back. Meng Xiaonan straightened his back and looked at the podium.

"You two, it won't be true..." Philia said halfway, and sighed: "Well, I won't ask. But if you need help, you just ask me."

An Chuxia nodded gratefully to her: "Thank you."

"Thank you for your great grace!" Philia said very coolly.

It's just...Does this idiom really apply?

The teacher in charge did not notice the episode, but smiled and praised it in the class. After the praise, she once again emphasized the time to arrive at school tomorrow, as well as the various precautions of the flea market.

The next time is the last self-study class. When the get out of class is over, you can go home directly. Of course, a few people were named and kept, including An Chuxia and Filia.

The time for self-study classes is used to discuss what to bring at the flea market tomorrow. Most people have decided to buy something to sell. This is of course a loss-making business, but no one cares about it. Of course, there are also a small number of people who decide to bring clothes that they have worn only once or a few times to Stilan.

Philia seemed to have already thought about what to bring, and said excitedly to An Chuxia: "Early summer, what do you want to bring? I have already decided that I will bring a lot of snacks, and the family usually doesn't let me Bring too much food, if I say it is needed at the flea market, they will definitely let me bring it. If it can’t be sold then...the rest will be mine!”

As she said, she looked up to the sky exaggeratedly and laughed like a silly roe deer.

An Chuxia reluctantly lost her eyes, but her mind was still on Meng Xiaonan. She even had the idea of ​​walking over to question Meng Xiaonan, asking her why she was doing this.

However, she did not.

She just sat quietly and flipped through a book called "Rouge Button" that she had borrowed from her classmates. The story is about a firework woman who fell in love with the twelve young masters who were from a wealthy family, but she couldn't be together because of family members. The last two agreed to commit suicide by swallowing opium, but after waiting in the underworld for fifty-three years, the twelve young masters still did not come.

This woman finally couldn't wait to come to Yangjian to find someone, but the Twelfth Younger was no longer the same as the Twelfth Younger. At this point, she finally left the Twelve Youngest one: Thank you, I don't want to wait any longer.

A very sad story, so An Chuxia felt sore in her nose. But, is this sad because of the sad story, or because the cute boy feels sad, who knows?

The bell rang when she finished reading and returning the book. This get out of class bell is also the school bell. Everyone wants to leave school early and go out, all of them rushing towards the door like a charge.

An Chuxia stood up as if she had first awakened from a dream, but everyone happened to walk past her and walk out of the classroom, so she was blocked inside.

After most of the people were gone, An Chuxia walked out of her seat. She wants to talk to Meng Xiaonan, even if it means "see you tomorrow".

But, where is the shadow of cute boy?

Meng Xiaonan sat in the last row and left the back door long ago.

Not once after school, Meng Xiaonan is not waiting for her. Even if there is something at home, she will tell her before leaving. But this time...

An Chuxia felt a little sad, but before she had any sad time, the head teacher had already arrived at the door of the classroom.

"Let the remaining classmates stay?" The head teacher pushed the reading glasses and asked with a serious face.

The art committee replied, "Little D has gone to the toilet. Everyone else stayed."

"En." The head teacher responded and walked to the podium to greet everyone around him.

An Chuxia realized that the head teacher might be talking about something important, and quickly came to the edge of the podium.