Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

New semester starts.

In the morning reading on the first day, the sound of reading in the class was languid, and I was poured five pounds of white wine the day before, full of powerlessness and exhaustion.

For the whole winter vacation, Xie Feng's itinerary was fully arranged, and he didn't even have any free time.

Every day is surrounded by mathematics, physics and chemistry plus Chinese and English, and life is not as good as in school.

As soon as I got to class in the early self-study, I would sleep no different from a dead pig.

Yang Jingwu visited the class and saw that they were all drowsy and lacking in energy. Knowing that they had the holiday syndrome, they turned a blind eye.

...

Finally, I managed to make it to the end of the second class in the afternoon. The original class meeting was arranged for the whole school to be cleaned.

"Are you okay with your legs?"

Seeing him limping, Shen Lingxi was worried that he might fall off the table after cleaning the windows.

Xie Feng patted his chest: "It's so expensive."

Shen Lingxi's gaze stayed on his unnatural left foot, just as he was about to say something, Shao Heng walked over first.

"Have you brought the rag and newspaper?"

The rag in the class was lost by Xie Feng on the last day of last semester, so this guy volunteered to bring a new one over for the new semester.

"I brought it, it's in the bag." Saying that, Xie Feng put his hand into the bag and took out a rag. "Here, it's bright red, the color is festive, and it's a good luck in the new semester."

Shao Heng: "..."

Shen Lingxi: "..."

"What happened to you two?"

Xie Feng held a rag in one hand, and with the other hand, he was still digging out the waste newspaper for cleaning the windows in his bag for a while.

Shao Heng took a deep breath and seemed to be holding back something.

"Brother Heng, isn't your trachea very good?" Xie Feng leaned closer and asked with a concerned expression, "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll wipe your glass for you."

Shen Lingxi responded with a "spicy eye" and looked away: "I'm going to sweep the floor."

"Why is it weird?" Xie Feng looked at the back of her leaving, his eyebrows wrinkled into two caterpillars, "Did you say that Sister Xi is rebellious, and half of her words are spoken."

Shao Heng: "..." I see that you have reached menopause.

"You too, what's the matter?" Xie Feng frowned again, "It's really uncomfortable, I'll take you to the infirmary?"

Shao Heng worked hard to adjust his emotions and control his quality education: "Is this the rag you brought?"

"Yeah, what's the matter..." The expression on Xie Feng's face instantly changed from doubt, to shock, and finally to panic, "Fuck!"

What the hell!

What the hell!

What the hell!

Nima's!

Why did the red rag turn into red panties?

Still the red underwear without the tag.

No, fortunately, the tag has not been cut.

"Sigh~"

Before Xie Feng could rush to speak and explain to Shao Heng, he took it wrong, he is not a pervert, and he has no hobby of using underwear as a rag, when he heard the sound of gasping for air from behind.

"Fuck, Brother Feng, why did you bring your underwear to school!"

Wang Zhuo shouted in incomparable horror, this is good, the students who originally paid attention to this place, but didn't pay attention to it, all cast their eyes.

Xie Feng has completely lost the function of turning back.

Even if he didn't look back, he could still think of the eyes of his classmates.

He should be full of "admiration" and "admiration" for him.

Shao Heng sighed lightly, and when someone was sluggish, he reached out and took his red "good luck" from his hand and stuffed it back into his bag.

Then, with a calm expression, he pulled up the zipper of his schoolbag.

"Let's go, fetch water and clean the glass."

Xie Feng didn't know what he was doing. When he reacted, he was already in front of the faucet with Shao Heng.