Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

If she didn't want to be mad at her father, she would go to this ghost place to go to school with peace of mind?

He closed the book and took out his phone from his pocket.

His slender, jade-like fingers quickly clicked on the screen, and there was a rare meticulous expression in his idle eyes.

An obscure dark light flashed in Qiang Mo's eyes.

really,

Still have to take the time to take the notebook to the dormitory, live on campus, it is really troublesome.

Lightly tapped three times on the screen with one hand, the original black page disappeared instantly, and it became a very simple mobile phone screensaver.

Casually opening the school's post bar, Qiang Mo looked at the red and bold title, and the corner of his lips twitched indifferently.

Interesting.

Perhaps, the title of multiple school grasses is also good.

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Time passed quickly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. The sun in early spring did not look hot, giving people a quiet comfort.

Qiang Mo raised her eyebrows and looked at the circle in front of her. What could she say?

Let her go out to dinner?

I saw the girls in the class gathered in front of this approachable new school girl, wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

The girl in the lead seemed to have a lot of courage, and said with difficulty:

"Male god, can you... have lunch with us?"

After speaking, he glanced at Qiang Mo expectantly, then turned his gaze back shyly.

Qiang Mo is very helpless, she is really not good at rejecting these cute and soft girls.

But according to her temperament, let alone eating together, even eating in a noisy environment like the big cafeteria should be torture.

Let a person with serious cleanliness and... indifference and quietness accept the screams and attention of a bunch of girls while eating...

I'm afraid she's going to destroy the world and calm down.

After thinking about what might happen later, Qiang Mo was ready to blurt out a refusal.

At this moment, a snow-white arm was placed on Qiang Mo's shoulder, and only a soft and cute voice was heard:

"Let's go, sister will take you to eat and drink!"

The soft and glutinous tone directly hits people's hearts, but it is the opposite of cuteness to say such a sentence.

Qiang Mo turned his head to look at the stunning girl who was sitting in the seat next to her and made a vow, a little dumbfounded.

As soon as Wu Qing said this, some of those girls immediately burst out laughing, and some ugly words jumped out like they didn't want money:

"Yo, after the ugly duckling became beautiful, he even became more arrogant, but after all, isn't he still an ugly duckling? It's incomparable to Mu Xiaohua."

"That's right, male god, you see Wu Qing, why are you still at the same table with her?"

...

Hearing these words, the girl shook her head indifferently, but a look of disdain flashed in her eyes.

She wouldn't take these scumbags to heart. Do you really think she's just pretending to be ugly when she's idle?

When Qiang Mo heard the words, his expression remained the same, but if he looked closely, he could notice a slight change in his aura.

There is really no place where the mentally retarded exists.

If she can't even recognize this kind of white lotus flower, then she has lived in vain for so many years.

His unfeeling eyes flashed through the deeper indifference, and he put one hand over the shoulder of the girl beside him, and lazily dropped a sentence:

"Don't take yourself too seriously, in my eyes, it's just scum."

The girl who just spoke was instantly slapped in the face, her heart was full of disbelief, but also full of jealousy.

Her male **** must have said that because of that idiot Wu Qing.

For a time, the girl who just said Wu Qing was bad was instantly isolated.

"I said don't speak ill of her, they're all in the same class, why do you do that?"

"That's right, you see, the male gods hate us now."

...

I have to say, this is human nature.

What Qiang Mo couldn't bear to refuse was the girl's youthful ignorance.

Among the crowd, there was a girl, clutching her sleeve tightly, her eyes gloomy.

Just now, it was the words she guided those classmates to say. Qiang Mo's words at this time undoubtedly gave her a resounding slap.