Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Qin Anzhen is the president of the Student Union. He has a lot of things every day. He is in the third year of high school. In fact, he doesn't have much free time.

Tang Yu is the first in grade almost every time, and he is firmly in second place. The two are still in the same class. It is inevitable that some people will often compare them.

But he doesn't have that great desire to win.

Today’s review was a bit late, and it was still raining outside, but it was not too serious. He closed the door of the classroom and prepared to get some rain back to the dormitory.

He is strong, and it won't be much better if he gets in the rain.

The air is very humid, and when it rains, the wind brings some coolness, which makes people feel frustrated inexplicably.

The rain was floating densely, pulled into a line by the wind, and landed on the ground slantingly.

As soon as I stepped out of the stairs, I saw that high school girl.

Qin Anzhen actually knew her all the time. After all, this little girl was the Nancheng No. 1 High School who got the top spot in the high school entrance examination. She was also the representative of the new students, and she was too beautiful.

To say that the three most famous people in Nancheng No. 1 are Ruan Xihe, a perfect beauty in high school, Qin Anzhen, the ruthless black-faced Yama King of the Student Union, and Tang Yu, a genius and beautiful young man who was rare in high school for 300 years.

Whenever you go to school in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, there is no reason to not know these three people.

It's just that he didn't expect that she would confess to himself.

The little girl stuffed a cup of milk tea into his hand, and at the same time there was a small blue umbrella with dark stripes, turned her head and started to run, Qin Anzhen grabbed her collar like last time: "Why give me milk tea and umbrella."

"Then you...if you don't want it...just give it back to me!" The little girl seemed a little afraid of him, but her voice was soft and cute.

This little appearance is a bit funny, Qin Anzhen smiled: "You didn't give it to me, you want to take it back again."

He really doesn't like to laugh on weekdays, and there is nothing to laugh about. The few times he met her, he always seemed to be in a clear mood.

The little girl blushed and kept silent, so he didn't tease her anymore. After loosening her back collar, her voice became a little softer inexplicably: "Hurry up and check the hotel."

She slipped quickly.

The sides of the blue and white school uniform soon disappeared.

Qin Anzhen was holding the cup of milk tea, and there was residual warmth. The self-study at the first high school should be an hour earlier than the third year of high school. She was really interested.

When I walked out of the school building, it was not necessary to use an umbrella for this level of rain, but it seemed that I was sorry that she had come to send it specially if I did not open the umbrella. After thinking about it, I opened it.

Suddenly remembering, she left and gave him the umbrella, what would she do by herself?

When he returned to the dormitory with milk tea and umbrella, the roommate still teased him, not that he didn't like sweet things, and went to buy milk tea.

"Hey, Master Qin, isn't your umbrella still hanging outside?"

He smiled and put the umbrella in the drawer without explanation.

I took a sip after plugging in a tube, but it wasn't too bad to drink.

The next day, he was also the last to come out.

She was there again.

It was the same cup of milk tea, and didn't talk to him, just handed it to him and left.

He didn't have time to call her, and everyone was gone.

On the third day, he unexpectedly began to expect, will she come tonight?

However, the school was out of power at night, so they should go back early in the first year of high school, so they lit candles in the third year of high school to let them continue their studies.

He wants her to come, but he doesn't want her to come.

Locked the door and walked out, his heartbeat was a little faster. There was no one in the corridor today, and there was obviously a trace of loss and discomfort in his heart.

With a sneer, he laughed at himself as dazed, and he walked downstairs.

Suddenly a rush of footsteps sounded.

He met the panting little girl who ran up, and this time she was holding a bottle of other drinks, not milk tea.

She was a little embarrassed and didn't look at him, just stuffed a drink into his arms: "The school has a blackout today, and the milk tea shop is closed, so."

"You don't have to give it to me in the future." Qin Anzhen looked at Ruan Xihe and said every word seriously.

"I." The little girl burst into tears in her eyes for a moment.

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