Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

"Soul swap?"

Bai Zhen patted her flat and firm chest muscles and smiled evilly, "So, my current body belongs to this plane, Jiuyuan, right?"

The system sensed something was wrong, and said weakly: [Yes]

Bai Zhen raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were a beautiful light brown under the sun, her short hair was slightly curled with the same color as her pupils, covering her fair and clean forehead, and casting a small shadow on the bridge of her tall nose.

She had a trouser pocket in one hand, a white school uniform shirt loosely covering her body, one leg was slightly bent, and the other leg was straight and slender outlined by the black school uniform trousers.

In that way, it seems that he has just woken up, lazy, but extremely seductive.

Bai Zhen couldn't see her appearance, so she didn't feel that something was wrong.

She is now suddenly looking forward to Jiuyuan in this plane.

When the Lord God becomes a woman.

Wearing a pink princess dress with a cute double ponytail, she looks cute and kawaii...

Bai Zhen took a breath.

Exciting to think about.

She turned her head, looked through the glass window on the door, glanced at the teacher who was lecturing incessantly, and crept away...

**

Su Jin took a nap.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself sitting in the front row of the classroom.

He habitually raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Fingers touch...

glasses?

When did he wear glasses?

Su Jin frowned and took it off.

It is a very earthy black framed glasses.

With a growl in his stomach, he stretched out his hand under the desk and touched it dazedly.

The noodles should be ready...

Of course.

Aside from the book, it's the book.

Where is his face?

Su Jin's gaze swept across the books on the table.

There are accent lines on it with different colored pens.

Next to the formula are neat notes and comments.

It shows how serious the owner of the book is.

However, Su Jin didn't care about that.

His stomach growled with hunger, and he just wanted to know where his soaked noodles went.

"Lu Qiqi, come up and solve this problem."

The teacher knocked on the desk and called by name.

However.

No one paid her any attention.

The person named was rummaging through something, and there was a pile of books on the table.

He cleared all the tables and halls, but he couldn't find the noodles he made.

Su Jin scratched his head boredly.

never mind.

Anyway, after some sleep, get out of class is over.

After class is over, I'll find Fatty to eat hot pot.

The teacher on the podium saw that the girl not only did not intend to get up to answer the question, but instead slumped backward on the stool, like an uncle, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The teacher twitched the corner of his mouth, broke a piece of chalk, raised his hand and hit the girl's forehead accurately, "Lu Qiqi! Didn't you hear that I asked you to come up and answer the question! What kind of attitude do you have! As a student of Class A, You are here—"

The teacher didn't finish a sentence.

A piece of chalk was suddenly thrown into his mouth.

— No doubt, it was the one she just threw.

The girl was obviously disturbed by her interest in sleeping. She looked impatient. She rubbed her aching forehead and glanced at the teacher very coldly.

"You better not mess with me. Especially when I want to sleep. Damn old woman."

There was silence in the classroom.

The three good students in class A all looked at her with shocking eyes.

Even the teacher on the podium forgot to take out the chalk tip in his mouth, and pointed at her with trembling fingers, unable to speak for a while.

The girl swept around lightly.

Immediately, he slumped back into the chair and snorted coldly, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anyone sleeping? Learn your habit!"