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Chapter 2 The style of the school belle

Lan Xuan'er, who cleaned the classroom, looked so real, not as rumored as there was no fireworks.

The sweet face was filled with a faint sorrow, and the soft and nephrite-like skin had a moving luster. In this bright and clean classroom, other students became foils.

Countless figures, traffic, and houses flashed in front of Zhang Chong's eyes, and in the end she was left with a smile and rolled up her sleeves.

"Idiot, sweep the floor quickly!" Hearing her coquettish shout, Zhang Chong realized that he had been stupid for a while, and patted his forehead with self-deprecating. What's wrong with him recently? He always became a slut.

With a combination of men and women, Zhang Chong worked very hard and quickly cleaned the classroom.

After Lan Xuan'er finished sweeping the floor, she took a math book and sat next to Zhang Chong.

Her body was filled with the unique body fragrance of a girl, and she seemed to have never sweated. There was no annoying smell under her viscera. Her face was close to her, and there was a moving arc on the tip of her straight nose. Her sexy lips naturally pursed, and her eyes focused on the book.

"Oh, read a book! What a serious child!" She smirked and shook her heavy arm, similar to a little fight with a lover.

Zhang Chong found that it was not only his arms that were shaking, but his heart was shaking.

Lan Xuan'er enjoyed the boy's obsession with her very much. She habitually blew the broken hair on her forehead and said, "Little apprentice, do you know what they want to do when getting started?"

Zhang Chong was not used to his new identity, and felt that this was too sudden.

"What about you? You are distracted again? You are distracted again, Master, I will hit you." He clearly had a very relaxed tone, but he looked serious.

Zhang Chong now understands that the school beauty goddess is not always high. If you are mud, she will step on you under her feet. If you are clouds, she will look up. Of course, if you are air, you will be able to get close to her. The key is where you put yourself.

Zhang Chong always thought that he was an unattainable cloud in the eyes of others. He wanted to be an air in her eyes, but it turned into mud.

Zhang Chong looked at Lan Xuan'er apologetically.

The latter shook his head and smiled bitterly, posing like an old master. She looked beautiful and looked old-fashioned, which made people laugh a little.

He chuckled with a light smile on his lips.

"Why are you laughing? Be serious and do this question." Lan Xuan'er picked up a book like a tantrum and patted Zhang Chong's forehead.

Only then did Zhang Chong take over the notebook and look at the exercises above.

I have missed my homework, but fortunately my foundation is still there, so I can make do with the questions I have.

Lan Xuan'er was not very satisfied.

"The speed is so slow! You have to make more effort. If the midterm exam is not good, I will use the gang rules?" She said seriously, as if the two of them had really become gang members.

Zhang Chong laughed in his heart and looked generous and said, "I will live up to the teacher's expectations."

After hearing this, Lan Xuan'er giggled, her little face leaned back, her curved body gradually revealed a full curve, and her mouth and eyebrows were filled with joy.

Zhang Chong had met many people, but found that no one had a more beautiful smile than her.

"I'm so obedient!" She touched Zhang Chong's head, looked like Ru Zi could teach, and said in an old-fashioned manner.

That funny look is like a girl who is indifferent, and her pretentious attitude is like an old scholar who has experienced the vast ocean. She looks inconsistent, but she also shows her unique personality so appropriately.

Such small movements are intimate and ambiguous. Her sleeves are gently lifted, and her pink neck is right next to her heavy face. Her clothes are conservative and she can't see anything that makes people lose their hearts. In fact, she is extremely beautiful and makes people feel no idea of ​​possession.

Zhang Chong pinched his thigh hard before he got rid of her gentle smile and continued reading.

At this time, Lan Xuan'er didn't have to read books. She had already remembered these contents in her mind. She lay on the desk, patted and slapped her fingers on the desk, her voice was very soft, and she was humming an unknown song in her mouth.

In a blink of an eye, the get out of class was almost an hour after the class was over. Lan Xuan'er's eyes drooped gently, and her fingers slowly circled around her belly, "Little apprentice, stop reading, let's have a meal."

Zhang Chong came to the food street last time. He was not very familiar with Lan Xuan'er at that time, but this time it was different.

Lan Xuan'er, who walked out of the classroom, obviously no longer had the happy expression of a girl, and was walking quietly on the street. Zhang Chong was right beside her, and always found that such a scene was so unreal. Countless eyes were on her, and she could feel those admiring eyes. Such girls were the focus of the crowd wherever they went.

Lan Xuan'er wrinkled her nose and stopped in a small shop selling stinky tofu.

The smell of smell made her unable to help but cover her nose, but her eyes floated into the bowl. She looked at the oily tofu cubes and gently slammed her mouth.

"Boss, please give me two." If Zhang Chong didn't understand at this time, she would have to hit her head on the tofu cube if she wanted to eat stinky tofu.

When Zhang Chong was chatting with his boss, Lan Xuan'er stood beside him. Zhang Chong turned around and there was already a large group of people around him.

Zhang Chong put the money on the boss's desk, pulled Lan Xuan'er up and walked out.

Lan Xuan'er ran for a while and was out of breath. She pressed her stomach with her hands, sat down in front of a step, then spread her hands and said, "My tofu."

"This is mine." Zhang Chong quickly protected the tofu on his chest.

"Do you give it to me?" She looked Zhang Chong seriously.

"No!" Zhang Zhong protected him even tighter.

"Hmph!" Lan Xuan'er made a move like a tantrum, blew her hair on her forehead, and then put her fingers into Zhang Chong's armpit, "I told you not to give it to me."

Zhang Chong felt itchy and itchy, so he hurriedly gave her the tofu.

Lan Xuan'er then clapped her hands with satisfaction and said, "I only accept the knockdown, but not the pull."

Zhang Chong really wants to play with her like the boys in the class who like to make girls happy, but he can't do it. She is Lan Xuan'er, how could he have a little bit of bad thoughts about her?

The clouds hang low and the strong wind blows.

The pedestrians ran in panic. The rain on the summer night came so fast that you were not ready to come.

The two sitting on the steps were so aware that it was almost raining.

"Let's go." Zhang Chong said to Lan Xuan'er, "If you don't leave, you will be wet from the rain."

The raindrops as big as beans soon came down. Lan Xuan'er spread out her hands, with hot raindrops on her palms, and her hair was stained with water droplets. She turned to her body in the rain, as if she was dancing.

"Let's go. It's raining." Zhang Chong took off his shirt, covered Lan Xuan'er's head, took her white and tender hand, and ran forward.

Lan Xuan'er ran for a while, lifted her clothes high, and the two of them ran forward with their shoulders.

During this period, Lan Xuan'er smiled happily; "It's raining, it's raining."

When they were almost at No. 1 Middle School, Zhang Chong saw the two people walking side by side in the rain.

The boy held a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella, and the girl walked slowly into the rain with a small umbrella with florals. The handsome man and beautiful woman were decent and graceful. She was not as embarrassed as Zhang Chong and Lan Xuan'er.

"I knew you didn't bring an umbrella!" Prince Yu raised his face proudly and said to Zhang Chong, "Brother, I'm loyal enough."

Zhang Chong couldn't figure out what he said was implying? Was he giving an umbrella or leaving space alone for himself and Lan Xuan'er.

Lan Xuan'er looked at Prince You, then looked at Ma Yan beside Prince You, and walked straight towards Ma Yan.

The two of them only had two umbrellas, which showed that they did not come here to pick up Zhang Chong and Lan Xuan'er. The reason they said that was that they happened to meet him.

It turned out that Ma Yan also liked Wang Ziyou, and Zhang Chong smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

Zhang Chong could feel Lan Xuan'er's expression turning from sudden happiness to depression, and his heart was not as good as he felt.

Prince Youyou talked to Zhang Chong in a mess, his eyes aimed at Ma Yan from time to time, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's time." Zhang Chong slapped his mouth in the direction of Ma Yan.

"It's still long ago? But she made an appointment with me today." The corner of Prince You smiled.

"Confess your love to you?" Zhang Chong asked.

"Who knows?" The prince's eyes also floated towards Ma Yan.

"You won't tell me that you happened to go on a date outside of school." Zhang Chong didn't expect his guess to be so accurate.

Then I saw the other party with a surprised look: I knew I could not hide it from your eyes.

Zhang Chong lowered his head immediately.

"Where is the Friday Sports Games? After the event, will there be a day off?" Wang Ziyou said excitedly.

“Why does it open on Friday?”

"You are stupid. It's open on Friday. Can I just stay here for two days this week?" Prince You raised the corner of his mouth. "Let's go out for a trip on Saturday."

"Okay." Zhang Chong had such a relaxed atmosphere.

"At that time, you and Lan Xuan'er, I and Ma Yan, hehe," Prince You made a gesture while saying.

"Looking for death." Zhang Chong kicked the other person in the ass, "What's the point in his mind."

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chong, who had just finished kicking, saw Lan Xuan'er glaring at him angrily, "Zhang Chong, do you believe it or not, I will tear you."

"It's just a kick." Zhang Chong spread his hands.

"Bang." Zhang Chong kicked someone with a kick in the butt.

"Prince Yu, I'm looking for death."

"Don't do it, Yanyan and Xuanxuan are watching? Give some face." Wang Ziyou hugged Zhang Chong's neck and said in consultation.

Only then did Zhang Chong give up the impulse to be a beheaded man.

"Why is my sister so impulsive? Do you think she gets along well with Yanyan?" Wang Ziyou said with a wink.

"Worrying nonsense" Zhang Chongbian gave the other party a blank look.

"Yan Yan is so good, don't be bullied." Wang Ziyou continued.

"Boss, you are so old, just thinking about this." Zhang Chong didn't understand this guy's idea.

"You know how to use yarn. Are we alone in your class? If this continues, others will think we are gay friends?

"Where are you a gay friend?" Zhang Chong wanted to hit someone again.

"We are together now, I am a gay friend, and you are also a gay friend." Prince Yu smiled strangely.

"Are you doing well with Lan Xuan'er?" After a long time, Wang Ziyou said with a smile.

"On average!"

"Is there any that?"

"You are too..." Zhang Chong wanted to hit someone again.

"I mean kiss."

"No!"

"Where are you holding hands?"

Zhang Chong blushed.
Chapter completed!
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