My Devil Young Master

"Girl?" Xiao mingluo continued with a cold hum: "which girl is like her?"

"But no matter what you say, you can't..."

"Wait, minlo!" Ling Hanyu touched his chin and slowly went to Han Qilu to look at Han Qilu and an chuxia. After a long time, he began to say: "from the normal logical thinking, an chuxia is now dead."

What the hell is he talking about? An chuxia is confused. She just wants to leave here as soon as possible. She doesn't want to see Han Qilu's disgusting face any more!

"Xiao, would you please let go of your hand? I'm going back to class. " Her hand had not been released since she had been held by Xiao mingluo.

"Sorry." Xiao mingluo released his hand and grabbed his hair awkwardly.

Without waiting for an chuxia to answer, Han Qilu stopped her way by a few steps: "will you leave after the fight? Didn't your dear mother teach you what politeness is? "

She pulled out a scornful smile, raised her head and said very seriously: "master Qilu, after you have learned to be polite, discuss with me whether my mother has taught me what politeness is."

Damn it! Doesn't this woman know what fear is?

He frowned, but at last he could not help but stretch out two fingers, tightly clasped Ann chuxia's chin, and said to her word by word: "apologize for your behavior and words just now!"

It was the last chance he gave her to admit defeat.

Who knows she is still stubborn to meet his eyes, without fear said: "I am not wrong, why should I apologize?"

"Good Ann chuxia, you will pay for it. Certainly Han Qilu shakes off the jaw of an early summer, and his gloomy voice is like the next curse, which makes people shudder.

An chuxia clenched her teeth and walked out of the fourth music classroom. She didn't expect that the first day of coming to the dream school of stillan would be so bad. Even before the morning had passed, she had already felt a little inadequate.

What should we do in the next few days? She looked at the sky, the sky is still blue, there is not a trace of magazine. Mom, will you bless me?

In the fourth music classroom, the atmosphere was bleak. Xiao Mingyu has no idea why he is in the cold.

"Hanyu, why did you say that an chuxia was dead? I don't understand the meaning of this sentence. " Xiao mingluo took the lead in breaking the silence of the dead. You know, he's a restless man.

Hearing Xiao mingluo's question, Ling Hanyu knocked his head and frowned and said, "I was interrupted just now. If you don't say it, I'll forget What do you think? According to the style of Qilu, the woman who slapped him so many times should have been torn up by him and fed to the dog. How could it be alive Ah! Isn't anchuxia a ghost

"Ghost, you're dead!" Xiao mingluo gave him a look of "you are hopeless.".

"Don't you think Ben Shao's analysis is rational and correct? You think about the last time a girl, not accidentally dirty his shoes? People are not careful to dirty, as a result, he directly carried the girl to the third floor and threw it down. It seems that the girl still lies in the hospital? "

Xiao mingluo looked at Han Qilu thoughtfully and nodded: "don't say, your analysis seems quite right!"