Thousand Blades of Death

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"Oh, Master, is this someone thinking of you?"

Amano Hara heard the bounce of the bodyguard and glanced at the latent scenery outside the car window, with a corner of his lips.

Someone miss him?

may be.

On the other side, Xiang Zelong looked at the beautiful young woman sitting dignified, and her eyes apologized, "Miss Ono Temple, the young master said he would come back later."

Onoji Nanako heard the words, his eyes dimmed, glanced at the clock pointing at nine, and his red lips wriggled, "No need, leave this for him to eat, I will come again next time. When he comes back, you can tell him about me. ."

Aizawa Ryu looked at Naganoko in Ono Temple apologetically, "Master has been delayed this time, and is now on the way back, or are you waiting?"

After a few years of nourishment, she became more amorous and smiled softly, shook her head and gently refused: "No, I still have something to do, so I will go first"

Seeing that it could not be retained, Aizawa long sighed and glanced at the maid who was standing by, "Arrange a car for Ms. Ono Temple."

Onoji Nanako heard the words, and nodded apologetically to Aizawa, "Trouble you."

Xiang Zelong heard the words and nodded as usual, calm and waveless: "No trouble, this is what I should do."

Onoji Nanako was stunned.

After a few years of acquaintance, Aizawa Longyi remained indifferent and polite.

With a sigh, he quickly got into the car: "Let's go."

The black car slowly drove out of Amano's mansion and passed by an extended car.

Xiaoyesi Naicai happened to catch a glimpse of the passing person, and just wanted to open his mouth to turn people around, but he didn't know what he thought of, opened his mouth, reconciled again, closed his beautiful eyes, and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

The Amano horse back to the mansion looked at Aizawa Ryuichi, "What about her?"

"Ms. Ono Temple said that she left beforehand. This is for her. It is a new product launched by the "Waguoya"."

Amano Hara glanced at the cutely decorated dim sum, took it, nodded, and returned to the room in a breeze.

Xiang Zelong looked at Master's calm and calm back, and there was a puzzling flash in his heart.

What is this young master wanting to do? Eh.

Master's thoughts, it's hard to guess.

The next morning, early in the morning, Tian Yema was delivered to the school gate by the driver as usual.

Same as yesterday, but slightly different.

Yesterday, the news about Amano Hara has been circulating on the campus. ‘It is said that a super handsome transfer student was transferred from class 1-c, with pictures and truth! ‘Similar news keeps circulating.

So today a large wave of girls gathered at the school gate, looking left and right.

Amano Hara saw the impressive number of girls at the school gate and raised her eyebrows. What is this doing?

As the wild horses moved, the crowd subconsciously separated and let him pass by. When he walked away, a deafening scream sounded instantly behind him.

Looking at the scene from the classroom, the boys couldn’t help but stab a piece of music around them, “It’s really popular.”

A piece of good news, a subconscious look, and a top-down line of sight made him feel the warm scene, and could not help nodding: "It is indeed popular."

There was a murmur in my heart. Didn't something happen to those two people last night?

Forget it, it doesn't matter to me anyway.

A piece of music thinking like this looked up, and just wanted to walk back to the seat, and finally met with a pair of dark eyes.

A piece of music subconsciously stunned, came up so soon?

Glancing at the situation below the window, the crowd was still there, but the protagonist was already standing in front of them.

What speed is this? Are you really cute?

He was stunned and nodded at him, saying hello: "Early."

Amano Hara glanced at him coldly and nodded.

"early."

The boy who wanted to talk to a happy gossip suddenly froze in place, his face turned into pig liver, embarrassed: "Early, classmate Amano."

"early."

Sit coldly in his place,

A piece of joy poked the boy next to him, "Let's go, class is coming."

For the small movements on their side, Amano Mahara naturally will not mind.

Glancing at the still empty table next to her, a smile flashed in her eyes, she must have been late to cut the corner again,

"Bang-" "哧-"

The sound of rapid footsteps and a strong opening sound came from the door.

Tonghua Qiantang stood breathlessly at the door, her small face flushed with intense exercise.

"Hug, sorry."

Tonghua Qianji looked embarrassedly at the surprised students, his face flushed more, and he bowed his head embarrassedly into the classroom.

"Hoo." After sitting down, he whispered softly and finally caught up.

Tian Yeyuan saw her excited look, with her chin on her right hand, and looked at Tonghua Qiantang funny, glimpsed that she took the book out of the schoolbag, and said leisurely: "Why not let Claude give you."

Claude said the name, Tonghua Qianqian subconsciously looked up at Tian Yemayuan, and his eyes showed disapproval: "Hush-what are you doing, don't just say it, idiot!"

Referred to as a fool by unknown reasons, Amano rolled his eyes and said with a lip: "I don't know who is more stupid."

Looking along his eyes, Tonghua looked at his Mandarin textbook with a daze, bang!

Damn it, how does this kid know that she doesn't have the best Mandarin?

Put the books into the drawer fiercely: "Anyway, in short, it is not allowed to mention my family's affairs at school."

Tian Yema heard the words, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Tonghua Qianthorn with a smile, "Huh? Why."

It has long been known that she took a strange look because she didn't want her classmates to know that her family was a rogue, but seeing her anxious look, Amano Mahara wanted to tease her.

"you you!"

"how?"

Rolled his eyes, "So what do you want?"

Tonghua Qianqian looked towards Tian Yemayuan, with a sad look on his face.

Tian Yema's original lips and corners were ticked and satisfied: "Well, just promise me a condition."

"??? What conditions?" Tonghua Qianqian looked puzzled at Amanohara, what kind of gourd was he buying?

"First of all, I can only mention it within the range that I can accept, but not beyond my bottom line."

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