In the quiet hallway, pure white cricket shoes make a crisp "click" sound on the floor.

Qingchen walked methodically, not noticing Xiao Hei, who was already in a petrified state in his arms.

Walking through the corridor, the white shoes finally stopped in front of a brown door.

"Damn, Wang Xiaopang, are you going to pinch me to death?!" A suddenly raised voice reached the ears of the expressionless girl outside the door.

This class is still so "energetic", but ......

Qingchen frowned slightly, this voice, why does it sound a little familiar......

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Boss Miao Yan, I didn't mean it." A cowardly flattering voice sounded, and then ......

"Squeak." The door was ruthlessly pushed open, revealing the chaos inside.

The girls were lying in the boys' arms with their eyebrows on their eyebrows, and the half-sheer clothes revealed the black lace looming inside. The table was full of empty wine bottles, and a bunch of people were dazed with an abnormal bright red on their faces, and their mouths were constantly shouting something.

Smelling the smell of wine, Qingchen's face turned pale, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

Wang Fatzi wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, raised his head inadvertently, and then ......

Looking at the delicate little face that suddenly appeared in shock, a certain little fat man was massaging Miao Yan's hand, holding it in his throat in one breath, not up or down, and his face was flushed.

Miao Yan, who was originally enjoying the emperor-level service with his eyes closed, felt the pause in the movements of the person behind him, and opened his eyes with an unhappy face.

"I said you ......"

Half a sentence was blocked at the corner of his throat, Miao Yan looked at Qingchen in front of him, his expression was stunned, and after a moment of confusion, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"It's you!" Two words popped out from between his teeth, and Miao Yan's facial muscles began to distort.

After being kicked by Qingchen last time, he lay on the bed for two days before he could get off the ground. When he came to school, he always felt that the people around him looked at him with strange eyes, and someone was full of grievances.

The anger in his stomach just happened to be nowhere to go, Miao Yan smiled hideously, this was sent by yourself......

Waving his hand to stop Wang Xiaopang, who continued to massage, Miao Yan stood up from the chair and slowly walked towards the girl at the door.

Leather shoes kicked on the ground, and the noisy classroom fell silent in an instant. Looking at Miao Yan, whose lips were slightly hooked, the students in the classroom looked at each other.

Who provoked this overlord again?

Miao Yan is the son of the vice principal of ** middle school, who is stubborn by nature, and usually relies on his strong family background to be powerful in the school. The first boy in the class is also headed by him, no way, who called someone's father not only the vice principal of the school, but also the director of the Kyoto administrative bureau!

Qingchen looked at Miao Yan who was walking towards him lightly, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

No wonder the voice is somewhat familiar, it turns out that the person who was kicked away by himself last time on the ground.

(Khan, you remember this so clearly...... ）

Qingchen, who was a little nervous, suddenly felt the little thing in his arms twisting restlessly, and was about to look down, when the little thing's legs suddenly kicked hard, out of Qingchen's embrace, and disappeared from Qingchen's field of vision after a few jumps.

His eyes darkened, and Qingchen looked at the corner where Xiao Hei disappeared with some complexity. And at this time, Xiao Hei ......

A black figure running around the playground at a speed comparable to that of a hurdle champion (you know).

Through the light and shadow, you can vaguely see the messy expression of a certain "dog" in the wind, complaining, and wild.

Joke! If he stays in Qingchen's arms, he will die. Thinking of the face that was so delicate that it didn't look like a human being, Xiao Hei shuddered, suddenly quickened the pace of his feet, and then disappeared into the visible range......

"Who allowed you to come?" A high-ranking questioning voice spat out from Miao Yan's mouth.

The corners of Qingchen's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were sloppy, and he was still immersed in the incident of Xiao Hei's running away, unable to extricate himself.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, Miao Yan lowered his head and saw that the girl did not see the appearance in her eyes at all, and there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

"Hey! I'm talking to you. Where did the child come from, he didn't understand the rules at all. ”

Pulled back to his senses by the roar that suddenly rose several tones, Qingchen raised his head, glanced at a certain person with an angry face, and spoke,

"You're noisy."

He's noisy? Even said he was noisy?!

The bridge of his nose was wrinkled, and Miao Yan's already somewhat distorted face became more abstract. If you don't teach you a lesson, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Miao!

The right hand was raised suddenly, and it was raised towards the girl's delicate face, and the palm wind blew the ends of the hair in front of Qingchen's forehead.

Her face sank, and the girl's white and tender fingers swept silently around her waist, and a sharp silver needle was brought out from her fingertips and placed in front of her.

With his hands and forehead, Qingchen's palms moved, and the silver needles covered by the cuffs were exposed to the air, and a gloom flashed under his eyes.

"It's not a good habit to bully little girls." A magnetic voice sounded.

A fair-skinned and slender hand stopped Miao Yan's right palm from descending suddenly.

Angry in his heart, who dared to stop him?! Miao Yan raised his head angrily, his eyes touched the handsome face, and his reddened cheeks turned white instantly.

"Rong, Young Master Rong." The trembling voice betrayed the horror in the speaker's heart, "How did you get here?" ”

"What? Can't I come? The phoenix eyes swept over Miao Yan, who was still in a state of shock, and opened his mouth lightly, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"No, no, no, I'm just too surprised." Miao Yan had cold sweat on his forehead, and there was an obviously flattering smile on his face.

Frowning and glancing at the situation in front of him, an angle that no one could see, Qingchen slowly withdrew the silver needle from his waist.

On the other hand, the people in the classroom all had overly frightened expressions.

They're not mistaken?! Rong Shao actually came to school! It's also their class!

The girls lying in the man's arms got up instantly, tidied up their messy clothes with lightning speed, and looked at Rong Qi at the door shyly.

Ignoring everyone's chaotic expressions, Qingchen raised his feet and walked to the window seat where he had sat as if no one was around.

Passing by Rong Qi, Qingchen's eyes deepened, and then he returned to clarity.

This person is the handsome man I met before.

"Rong Shao, I wonder what is important for you to come this time? Don't worry about leaving it to me, I, Miao Yan, will definitely do my best to complete what Rong Shao explained! ”

Directly ignoring Miao Yan's hot eyes, Rong Qi walked towards the petite figure in the corner.

Sitting on the side, Qingchen, who was enjoying the scenery outside the window, suddenly felt that the light was dim, raised his head, and frowned.

Looking at the face that almost blinded her "dog eyes", Qingchen pursed his lips.

Why is a man so good-looking......

"What a coincidence, meet again, can I sit here?" The clean voice has a somewhat ethereal taste.

Qingchen, who was about to say "no", saw the man sitting at random in the position next to him, full of black lines.

This is, consulted her?

(Qingchen has something to say:

Rong Qi finally met Qingchen, it's really not easy,

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