My wife is pure and pure

It seems that there is no need to be so polite when talking to Luo Mingyu.

Of course, it can also be said that she wants to take the opportunity to spend more time alone with Luo Mingyu, which is fine.

This does not shudder, anyone would want.

"Mingyu has worked hard. I'll go to Yao's mother first. When I come back, I'll treat you to ice cream."

"OK~ This is what you said."

As expected, the small monitor still has selfish intentions. Although she is not short of pocket money, she often buys popsicles and drinks for the students out of her own pocket.

But compared to everyone having a share like that, she still wants to taste delicious food with Luo Mingyu alone.

She is not short of money, only people.

After speaking, the squad leader walked upstairs. Mom Yao's office is on the sixth floor. I don't know if he is still there at this time. If not, it will take a lot of effort to find someone.

Although everyone was quietly carrying their mobile phones, but not in an extremely special emergency, no one would be stupid enough to take out their mobile phones and call the teacher directly.

So, it may take a few minutes or ten minutes for the small squad leader to make the trip.

After tidying up, Luo Mingyu came outside the classroom, and the dim light of the setting sun shone on the empty corridor.

The golden light left a radiance on the tiled floor. It was already dusk, but it was more dazzling here than during the day.

"This floor tile is really clean..."

Luo Mingyu squinted her eyes, planning to avoid this area.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly looked sideways to the other side.

This is the classroom next door to her.

Chapter 110 The Ability to Deal With ♀

The classroom after school was shrouded in the setting sun, and the warm evening wind blew in from the open window, raising the curtains next to it.

A girl in a blue and white school uniform is carrying a single desk with both hands, carefully aligning it with the desk next to it.

This is the scene Luo Mingyu saw at this time. There was only one girl in the huge class doing the work that should have been done by several people together.

Even if the job is not tiring and does not require so many people, it should not be undertaken by one person, even if she is the monitor.

As the class monitor, Han Zitong has excellent grades, serious work and good looks, but the cohesion among classmates is far inferior to that of the junior class monitor.

This is not something that only faces and grades can do.

This is also the ability that Han Zitong lacks the most in dealing with people.

Not to mention a social butterfly like the small squad leader~ Even Luo Mingyu is several times stronger than Zhuang Mengmeng.

It doesn't matter whether you are dealing with people or dealing with Tao~, in Luo Mingyu's eyes, Han Zitong is like a noob, not even a primary school student.

Simple and pure, compared to Luo Mingyu who shouted the loudest slogans, she is more worthy of the words Bingqing Yujie from a certain angle.

"Dong Dong~"

Luo Mingyu reached out and knocked twice on the open classroom door next to her.

This sudden sound attracted the other party's attention.

Han Zitong followed the sound and looked sideways, a few stray strands of curly hair stuck to his forehead because of his busy schedule, behind the half-rimmed glasses were those indifferent eyes that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

But when she saw the young girl standing at the door, a slight light flashed in her eyes, which seemed to be always calm.

The fleeting brightness was deeply reflected in Luo Mingyu's mind.

She liked the look in Han Zitong's eyes just now.

"Why are you here by yourself?"

Luo Mingyu said as she walked into the room. Although it would be annoying to enter other people's classes without authorization, but it was already school, and no one was there except Han Zitong, and all the students' personal belongings were packed away.

It's no problem for Luo Mingyu to come in so generously.

And even in the class next door, Luo Mingyu still knows a lot of people, at least they don't hate her.

"Because they had to catch the bus to go home, they left first, and I had nothing to do anyway."

Han Zitong's hand didn't pause at all, and while explaining something to Luo Mingyu, he moved another desk from the side.

The sleeves of her school uniform were also rolled up, and her white and slender wrists looked extraordinarily pink and tender in the light of the setting sun.

The face that had been devoid of obvious emotions was now a little more girlish.

"That shouldn't be done by yourself, there will always be people who live in school and don't go back."

Luo Mingyu complained a little for Han Zitong, and walked over to help her set up the desk together.

Han Zitong looked at Luo Mingyu, who was already talking about himself, and slightly parted his cool lips, but he didn't say the words of rejection.

There was a little hesitation on her indifferent face, but then she thought of the promise she had made with Luo Mingyu last night, shook her head, and convinced herself.

"They are not born on duty."

"Huh? What about the other class leaders?"

"oooooo"

Han Zitong was silent. Although she was not good at dealing with people, she was by no means a silly child who didn't understand the atmosphere.

She is very clear about the intentional or unintentional exclusion and neglect of the people around her, although she is quite polite to herself.

One by one, the squad leader called her very kindly, but in fact no one wanted to have more contact with her, and even unless there was something to ask for herself, almost no one would come to chat with her.

Of course, this is what Han Zitong likes herself, she really can't treat others with a warm smile.

She doesn't like to laugh very much. In her life, there don't seem to be many things worth laughing about.

Even the simple pursing of the corners of the mouth, which is polite, is a skill she slowly picked up after high school.

The smile was the rarest expression on her own mother's face.

She almost forgot how her mother laughed.

"Ah, where are you going now? If there is no late self-study."

Realizing that he had asked a question and found a not-so-good topic, Luo Mingyu turned it around quite experienced.

"En ooo go to the cafeteria first, and then go to make-up classes."

"Isn't your make-up class at eight o'clock?"

"There are empty classrooms over there."

As a heavyweight client of the make-up class, they would not refuse her such a small request, although Han Zitong's grades may not have much to do with them.

But as long as Han Zitong's college entrance examination is over, the cram school can use her high-quality transcript to promote it to the next class of students.

Crazy enthusiasm.

"You're really tired. You shouldn't sneak out to play for a while with such a rare opportunity."

This should be the idea shared by most high school students. No one can stand this temptation except Yan Jue, who is stubborn.

Oh no, Yan Jue couldn't bear it either, she was quite happy to agree to Luo Mingyu's invitation.

"Go out to play?"

"Yes, go out to relax once in a while, so as not to suffocate you anytime soon, but don't let it break before you take the college entrance examination. I'm still waiting to go on a trip with you~"

Otherwise, I will be the one to suffer.

Luo Mingyu didn't say the second half of the sentence.

For Han Zitong, the strategy she is currently adopting is to appease and appease, or to appease, if the time is ripe and the relationship is closer.

You can also try to take her to play together, not only to relax the mind, but also to maintain a certain degree of intimacy, the former will prevent the child from directly blackening the latter, and the latter will allow Luo Mingyu to gain more control over the initiative.

Although largely irrelevant.

But at least it can make her have a psychological preparation, so that she can decide what angle and posture she will take to face her.

Of course this has to be done step by step.

It's not unreasonable to take her to play crazy as soon as it comes up, and she may not be willing to accept it.

In fact, the sudden absence of an evening self-study today is very suitable for taking a stroll with her and having a dinner together along the way.

But it is a pity that the relationship between the two is still a little bit worse at this time.

If Luo Mingyu sends out an invitation, Han Zitong is unlikely to refuse him.

But it doesn't make sense.

The relationship between people does require a certain amount of initiative to maintain it. The longer and deeper the relationship is, the closer the relationship can be.

But for a girl who has been autistic for many years, if she takes the initiative too often, it will inevitably lead to some resistance.

After all, Luo Mingyu had made great progress with the other party yesterday, and if he came again at this time, it would very likely achieve the opposite effect.

In other words, it has entered the refractory period.

Chapter 110 Five Seriously?pure fart

There is no doubt that Luo Mingyu is a very shy girl. Apart from her well-developed experience and gameplay, it is also due to her own sullen personality in her two lifetimes.

She was not a pure girl at all since she was born.

This is obvious.

Especially compared to a truly pure and flawless girl like Han Zitong, Luo Mingyu, whose mind is full of water, is simply an LSP.

But she would never admit it, and would only push all the wretchedness in her heart onto the juicy female voice in her head that could raise the sea level by a knot.

She taught herself badly.

It is a virtue to be brave to take responsibility, but it is always instinct to throw the blame, and in Luo Mingyu's body, instinct has always prevailed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't stare at her sanity and affection all day long, fearing that they would give her a double jump.