"Don't be surprised, this umbrella is specially made by my family. Not only rain, but also hail! ”

Qiao Le under the umbrella was full of admiration and gave Jun Yan a serious thumbs up.

Praised, not explained.

Jun Yan: "......"

Well, another girl holds an oil-paper umbrella, and the girl next to him directly lifts the iron.

It is called rainproof and hailproof.

But this light rain is just a little rain, I can't tell when it will stop, where is the hail?

Of course, Qiao Le didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, and he couldn't answer his doubts.

Because Jun Yan is really lucky enough, Qiao Le, who is by his side right now, is the whitewashed Qiao Le, not the black thundering non-chief.

Otherwise, the devil knows whether there will be stones and knives in the sky in addition to rain and hail.

In short, only you can't think of it, and you can't meet her without her.

"Let's go, don't stand."

Qiao Le grabbed Jun Yan's wrist and walked towards the gate of the Guozijian. Because she still has to go to the platform to see if there are any leeks she likes.

At this moment, there was a bustle in front of the gate, and a group of noble children and ladies of the family stopped here, raising their eyes and looking curiously at the center of the platform.

There was a girl in white standing. She has a slender figure, and her white dress sways in the wind, like a hibiscus in the drizzle, beautiful and refined.

However, the eyes around her were full of contempt and heartfelt mockery.

It's just that I don't know who spread the rumor, saying that this woman is the third lady of the Mu family, the vulgar girl who came back from the countryside. However, it is such a person who cannot be on the stage, but he has to learn with them.

The family has always attached importance to the family and birth, although Mu Kite is also a famous family, but because of his trip to the countryside, he was ashamed of these hypocritical people.

Speaking of which, part of it is so, but the other part, I am afraid that her overly outstanding appearance has caused her misfortune.

"On the first day she came to class, the archway in front of the gate of the Guozijian collapsed, who knows if she did it?"

"It's, it's just, it's really unlucky......"

"Dressed so plain and shabby, is she here to study, or is she here to be embarrassed?"

……

The words were like sharp knives, piercing the kite standing in the center of the crowd. Her two sisters were smiling and explaining to the crowd around her.

It's just that their explanations are full of hypocrisy from beginning to end, not so much an explanation, but an evil thought, which adds fuel to the fire.

A sneer faded under Mu Yuan's eyes, and she saw her jade hand tapped, and two silver needles had appeared in her hand, and a faint cold light swept by.

In just an instant, the trajectory of the needle and the humiliation of Mu Yue appeared in her mind.

Because she also wanted to know if the ridicule would be confined to her when the great beauty tilted her eyes.

However, just as she was about to make a move, two figures came slowly in the rain.

And these two people, she is still very familiar.

But how could they be together?

Thoughts flowed in Mu Yuan's heart, and the young ladies who were around her exploded in unison.

"Lord Yongle! Lord Yongle, she's here again! ”

I don't know who screamed, and everyone almost collectively took three steps back.

It's not to go, it's not to stay.

Dare to move? They didn't dare to move.

Not only did he not dare to move, but he also had to hold the things in his hand tightly. In case these objects suddenly get out of control and cause them unnecessary trouble.

But is the thing hugging? What to do with the top of the head?

In an instant, everyone once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Qiao Le a month ago.

The beam of the house is broken, the school is collapsed, and it is long through the ages, but this one person is the peerless plague god, Qiao Le.