My wife is pure and pure

oooooo

On the other side, Luo Mingyu still had no idea what was waiting for her.

I'm still complacent because I just avoided the contact of Teacher Ling Yuqiu.

"Hey! What is Ming Yu looking for from you?"

Every student who was called away by the teacher alone will receive such questions when they come back, and Luo Mingyu naturally does the same.

Zhuang Mengmeng, who was behind her, had been stretching her neck and looking out, but she couldn't see the two of them at all, let alone hear their conversation.

He could only wait for Luo Mingyu to come back, and curiously ask her about the inside story.

"It's okay~ I just got caught scribbling on the test paper~"

Luo Mingyu said and threw the paper in his hand to Zhuang Mengmeng.

"So what are you drawing? Ooo, why do you draw such a lump? And it's too disgusting to stick out your tongue to lick this smiling face!"

Even if it was done by Luo Mingyu, Zhuang Mengmeng, who has normal habits, would not accept it.

kindness?

stick out your tongue?

Luo Mingyu remembered that when she looked at it in the morning, it was a simple and mocking smile.

She took back her test paper and looked down.

On that sweaty smiling face, there was a pink, soft and comfortable-looking tongue prprprprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp

Whoa~ It's disgusting!

Rao Mingyu was a little bit hard to accept, but luckily she had just figured out what to do, picked up a pen and filled a small cone on the bottom.

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Luo Mingyu began to feel complacent after looking at the painting that she had finished, which had somewhat of an earthy atmosphere.

Although the ice cream is still emitting strange gas from such a repainted lump, you don't need to pay attention to such small details.

Isn’t it cold? Let’s treat it as nitrogen ice cream.

If it doesn’t work, it’s okay to change it to a cookie with a strange shape inserted on it or other decorations.

It's not difficult, but it's not necessary now, anyway, she won't hand in the test paper anymore, and Luo Mingyu draws whatever and how she draws based on her own interest.

But being lazy by nature, she didn't have much patience to paint and paint on her paper.

This is also one of the reasons why she didn't learn too much from her grandma. Painting is a test of patience, and it's not good if you can't calm down.

Letting Luo Mingyu sit there dryly for a few hours was really a bit embarrassing for her, her butt was going numb.

She casually threw the test paper aside, and turned her ears up to listen to the conversation outside the house.

It's a pity that she can't hear anything. Even if she really has the ability to listen to all directions, she obviously can't use it in the classroom where the teacher left and it started to be noisy.

Maybe it's just a low chirp at first, but the volume always grows exponentially, getting louder and louder.

Later, even when Luo Mingyu was talking to Zhuang Mengmeng who was behind her, she had to raise her volume a little to communicate normally, otherwise she had to make Mengmeng work a little harder, stretching her head completely to reach Luo Mingyu's face.

But fortunately, this situation came to an abrupt end when Aunt Bai came back. Everyone continued to lower their heads and started busy with the study tasks of evening self-study.

Until the bell rang in the middle of the evening self-study.

Luo Mingyu put down the gel pen in his hand, and slightly felt the urge to urinate in his swollen lower abdomen.

Well, it's okay, you can hold back until you go home from study at night.

She wouldn't feel bad about her bladder if she was able to move easily on weekdays, but now she has a little bit of trouble going to the toilet, and it's not convenient for her to use the toilet all in school.

Therefore, she still decided not to let the fat and water go to outsiders' fields once.

A mere class is not a big problem.

But in the noisy environment at this time, Luo Mingyu began to think about another thing.

Should she find a way to do further confirmation on Yan Jue? From a rational point of view, it seems that there is no need for this. After all, the blind box has been broken, and she knows that she has found the wrong person.

You can't force people to do something according to their heads.

But Luo Mingyu's state of mind at this time is obviously unhappy and curious, although she almost agrees that the reason why Yan Jue is not in the right state today is that he has been holding back all night and getting angry.

But she was still somewhat confused, and she also had a more genuine urge to be open and honest with the other party.

Finally, after Luo Mingyu thought about it for a while, she calmly and rationally gave up on this idea, and tried it further. Although the risk is not too high, it is really unnecessary.

The only thing I can look forward to is whether this can promote Yan Jue's exclusive mission.

But at this time, Luo Mingyu, who has not recovered due to the blind box attack, really doesn't want to do anything that requires her luck.

As for Yan Jue's exclusive mission, there is no rush. There are still opportunities in the future. It is better to be honest in Aunt Bai's class.

Having made up her mind, Luo Mingyu put away the operation that had just surfaced in her mind, and let out a long sigh.

"Hu~~"

Her sigh attracted the attention of the small squad leader passing by, and the little squad leader with slender and agile legs leaned over and bent over with a friendly smile between his brows.

And leaning against the edge of Luo Mingyu's table, looking at the dent squeezed out by the edge of the table, Luo Mingyu licked the corner of her mouth and rubbed her fingers.

"What's the matter, sighing like this? Did you get scolded by the teacher? But I remember that you are not so thin-skinned. Could it be that you saw the beautiful teacher Bai thick-skinned and not able to perform? Ah, speaking of it, you were honest in music class Very."

The class leader observed Luo Mingyu very meticulously. She noticed that every time she was in music class, Luo Mingyu was very obedient.

She thought it was just because Teacher Ling Yuqiu's coldness made her a little afraid to make mistakes, but now, it seems that Luo Mingyu has some kind of strange resistance to such a sister Yu?

Or a little bit of resistance and fear.

As the closest people, the squad leader knows Luo Mingyu too well, this girl is very skinny.

"That's right, I can't walk when I see my beautiful sister."

Luo Mingyu snorted and used this smile to respond to the little squad leader's doubts about her.

Although what the other party said was an irrefutable fact, Luo Mingyu would not admit it so easily.

This kind of joking tone is the most suitable for haha ​​and perfunctory at this time.

"Ha~ Then why don't you think I didn't react like this? I should be older than you~"

The little squad leader straightened her back as she spoke, protruding her chest that was comparable to Luo Mingyu's. She must be confident in herself, especially in terms of appearance, not to mention how amazing it is. It won't make it hard to say it's ugly.

"Who said, I'm half a year older than you, okay?"

"Eh? I always thought you were half a year younger than me."

The squad leader's previous birthday was 17 years old, but Luo Mingyu's next birthday would be an adult who can openly use his identity to open a computer.

Although birthdays are mostly calculated according to the lunar calendar, it is not bad for that month.

"That's it, it's a pity, I said why you don't react so much when you get along with me."

The little squad leader wasn't too entangled with this, after all, she was just joking casually.

"Of course~"

Yan Jue, who was next to her, had been listening carefully to the nonsense of the two of Luo Mingyu, and then she roughly calculated her birthday, um, it was a month older than Luo Mingyu.

Then a completely unreasonable sweet joy suddenly rushed into her heart, and she herself didn't quite understand what was going on with this kind of joy that came so quickly.

But there is an indescribable joy.

So much so that the corners of her mouth, which had always been cold and calm, unconsciously turned up in an invisible arc.

And Zhuang Mengmeng also sat in the back holding the mobile phone and counting with her fingers for a while, and then.

She lay down on the desk in a somewhat dejected manner, and a pair of pillows that came with her chest were just placed in it, which served as a buffer and comfort for the frustrated her.

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Some families were happy and some were sad, Luo Mingyu didn't know that her habit revealed by casual chatting could cause such disturbance in the hearts of those around her.

She is currently still concentrating on chatting with the little squad leader, and from time to time uses her buttocks and back as a cover to take a few glances at Bai Yan on the podium in front of her.

It's the break time after class, but Bai Yan is surrounded by several students who are talking to her for some unknown reason.

But judging from the smiling expressions on their faces, they shouldn't be asking for some study questions.

It is estimated that they are chatting about some trivial matters related to Aunt Bai. Everyone must have a lot of curiosity about this new teacher that needs to be answered.

And the usual class time is very limited, so the evening self-study is indeed a good opportunity.

For the talkative Aunt Bai, these little kids with no hair at all are quite easy to handle.

She can completely change the direction of the topic with a few words and let them say what they want to know.

For example, she just used the club she joined in college as an excuse to expand the topic to music teacher Ling Yuqiu, and learned some news from the students that she didn't know.

Everyone has a different face, and everyone's views on everyone will be very different due to various reasons.

Many people and many faces are something Bai Yan understood from the moment she uttered her voice.

She never judges a person by one voice alone.

From the students' mouths, she saw Ling Yuqiu who was a little different from the eyes of her colleagues and leaders.

She could see that her classmates respected her a lot and expressed their sincere admiration for her temperament and beauty.

This is normal and can be seen by anyone who is not blind.

It's just that what she didn't expect was an unexpected harvest, which came from a student's casual mouth.

"It's a pity that we only have one music class every two weeks~ We don't even have a music class representative, so the art committee is half a part-time job. If it wasn't for Teacher Ling asking her to perform a show, we would have almost forgotten who the art committee is. "

"Then who is the art committee member of our class?"

Bai Yan looked at the student in front of her, and then continued to ask her questions.

"Luo Mingyu~!" Another student rushed to answer.