Jun Yang took the score card, the card was printed with four chic and wanton characters of Puying College, and in addition to the blank space that was absent from the previous exam, the most conspicuous thing under her name was the 100 points in this exam.

Pinching this score card that had never reached her hand, Jun Yang felt that his heart was beating a little faster, and the hand holding the card couldn't help but tighten.

A perfect score on an exam is something to be happy about, something to be praised, right?

After the turmoil passed, and after the students had dispersed, the door of Jun Yang's room opened, and the woman with a bewitching aura all over her body stretched out and walked out.

Han Feng mocked in a weird manner, "The dean, who really has Yaxing, pushes all the affairs to me, a little head teacher, but he is lazy to sleep here." ”

"When I was busy and sleep-deprived, the Dean was here to drink and fall asleep. Well? ”

"Don't you know that men will age quickly if they don't get enough sleep!"

The woman brushed her hair that was a little out of shape, and smiled with a bewitching face, "Oh, this is the ordinary person who wants to save it despite all the opinions." ”

The woman looked at the name on the room, "It's a peculiar child." He touched his hot cheeks.

Well, it seems to be a little too drunk, and I don't know if it's because I drank too much, the force of the wrist break just now was not too well controlled, although I didn't use all my strength, but it is not something that ordinary people with abilities can withstand, let alone ordinary people who are not with abilities.

This girl named Jun Yang is a bit special, if she had used her ability to win just now, she couldn't have felt it. After all, there are feelings between the abilities that can be felt when they use them, let alone those of her level.

There is also Jun Yang's eyes, should it be said that they are clear or translucent, there is always something in it that she can't see.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that that the child is so cute, and I want to pinch her slippery face a few more.

Thinking about it, the woman smashed her mouth and her eyes lit up.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, this witch's ability to change the topic has not improved at all, it is really very blunt, and looking at her virtue, at first glance, she is an old problem, and she can't control her hands when she sees cute things that she thinks are cute, and she can't move her legs when it's serious.

"Little madman, do a good job, I'm optimistic about you!" The woman hooked Han Feng's chin, turned around after rubbing the oil, and slipped away like a gust of wind.

The angry Han Feng sleepy worm ran away, and finally smiled maliciously, waiting, seeing that she must be interested in Jun Yang, sooner or later she will have to run out by herself.

After leaving, Jun Yang refused to be accompanied by An Ran and returned home.

Thinking of Jun Yang's disaster-inducing physique, An Ran was not very relieved, and after saying goodbye to He Shang, he quietly followed behind until Jun Yang stopped in front of a large gate, which was a two-story independent villa.

Jun Yang looked at the door that had not been opened as usual, rubbed his fingertips against the score card that he had been holding in his hand, lowered his head and said to himself angrily: "I got a full score in the exam, and the teacher said that this is something to be happy about." ”

So...... Are you happy?

"The teacher said it was something that deserved to be praised."

You...... Will you compliment me?

"The teacher said congratulations, and he praised me."

You're going to praise me, aren't you?

"So ......"

Is it okay for you to praise me once?

The minutes ticked by, and the door in front of me showed no sign of opening.

The score card made of "click" special plastic was pinched by Jun Yang, and the sharp plastic directly scratched her palm, but she seemed to feel nothing, pinching the score card that had become fragments, even if the fragments were pierced into the flesh.

Blood dripped down the gap between his fingers, and the bright light in Jun Yang's eyes was wiped out little by little, and the dark color under his eyes surged.

After staying for another minute, he lifted his leg and left the gate.

There was no light in the house behind the door, it was dim, and a woman with an extraordinary temperament leaned against the door, leaning to the side, unable to see her expression clearly.