Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Yu Guang squinted in the direction of the speech.

Entering the eyes, the figures of Ying Su and Feng Shi were exposed in the eyes of the young man without warning.

She rubbed her brows with some headaches. She has had a lot of backs recently to meet this eldest young master every time she goes out.

Deliberately turned his head to Yuanxi's side, silently hoping that the latter would be blind.

banished blind...

Blind eyes...

Who sleeps blind...

can't see her...

can't see her...

I can't see it and can't find it...

Found and can't see...

...

Of course, reality is always dramatic.

Classmate Yan Xiaosu thought he was lucky and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Hey! Brother Mo! Why are you here!"

The boy was silent for a moment... Why didn't her wish come true?

There must be something wrong.

He sat up abruptly, turned his head and stared at Yingsu gloomily, looking unhappy.

Can't this guy's eyesight be pumped as many times as his IQ?

When it's critical...why don't you drop the chain? !

Right now, Feng Ban and a few people behind him also came over.

The boy stood up, nodded towards the latter, and said in greeting:

"Young Master Feng, it's not bad to be leisurely."

Feng Xun looked at the wicked arc on the corner of the boy's mouth, and couldn't help but think of the girl from a few days ago.

He seemed to ask casually:

"I met your sister two days ago, and she's doing well."

Before the boy could reply, he heard Ying Su's surprised voice:

"Brother Mo, so you have a younger sister?!"

The boy silently glanced at the pig teammate in front of him... Oh no, God's opponent.

He said softly:

"What, I have a sister to report to you?"

Hearing the young man's tone of displeasure mixed in, Ying Su immediately persuaded:

"No no no, no need, no need."

Turning his head to look at Feng Ban again, the corners of his mouth curved even more:

"It's too good, Di'er has caused trouble for Young Master Feng, I'll make up for her."

Feng Xun was inexplicably upset when he heard the young man's very alienated Mandarin, but he couldn't say anything.

Forcibly restraining the anger in his heart, he pretended not to care and asked:

"Di'er?"

The young man nodded lightly, although the corners of his mouth still had a sinister arc, but the coldness in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Yes, the little sister's single name is a flute."

Feng Ban rubbed his fingers, and said to himself inexplicably:

"Qiang... flute?"

Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows?

The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

There are also meanings, people also appear, but he always feels that the two brothers and sisters... are not quite right.

Glancing at the young man's indifferent expression, Feng Ban retracted his thoughts.

Maybe he really thinks too much.

...

At the same time, classmate Yuan Xiaoxi had already held back his laughter and couldn't help it.

Still the flute?

Big brother, she is really convinced that you lied.

The grandmother who is not accustomed to the soil and water will obey you without any help.

Before he could hold it back completely, Ying Su suddenly came over.

"Beautiful lady, do you want to leave a Wechat Kou Kou Weibo blog, or email address and contact information?"

After he finished speaking, he blinked at Yuanxi twice.

Yuan Xi, who was holding back his laughter, was frightened by Yingsu and choked on himself in one breath, coughing uncontrollably to the side.

The little boy looked strangely at Yuan Xi who was coughing constantly in front of him.

Another round of self-doubt began.

He, his charm now, is already too bad. If he strikes up a conversation with a beautiful woman, the beautiful woman will be scared to cough?