Looking at Qi Yan, the class representative Ruan Qingshan's face turned a little red.

It's not shame, it's grievance.

She staggered back to her seat and pulled a neat homework out of her desk pocket.

"Qi Yan, I wrote all the homework for you, I just wanted to wait for you to say a word, so I took it out, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......"

Her face was flushed, and Xia Ling understood the girl's disgraceful thoughts.

However, he carefully picked up Xia Ling and placed him on the high chair that had been laid out.

And looking at Ruan Qingshan, what he was holding in his hand was his homework.

Qi Yan frowned slightly, and his light brown eyes showed doubts about Ruan Qingshan.

"Classmate Ruan, I don't remember that I asked you to help me with my homework, did I remember it wrong?"

I don't know whose it was next to me.

Ruan Qing's shirt stiffened to the extreme, glared at Qi Yan fiercely, stuffed his homework into a change of position that was neither high nor low, and ran away from him quickly with the stack of homework.

Qi Yan was inexplicably stared at by the girl's eyes.

Sitting in the seat, subconsciously, he touched Xia Ling's soft hair, which was a little prickly.

"Little dolphin, did you say I provoked her?"

Sitting on his own small bench, Xia Ling glanced at him deeply.

The class bell rang.

Everyone started getting ready for class.

Qi Yan is a lazy person, he can't figure out what happened to Ruan Qingshan, this kind of brain-consuming thing, he asked Xiao Dolphin and didn't plan to think about it again.

Lying on the table, Qi Yan decided to make up for his sleep.

But as soon as he lay down, a female voice with a milky voice sounded in his head again.

"Maybe you're too good-looking, and she's a little jealous that you're better looking than her."

This sound is like sweet honey and a hint of milk, commonly known as a baby sound.

That's right, this voice belongs to the little black pig beside Qi Yan.

He adopted a little black pig, could hear it talking, and slowly got used to its voice.

It's just that it usually speaks, but its voice just now sounded directly from his head?

Could it be that the sound transmission of the martial arts has been lost for a long time?

Sitting up, Qi Yan looked at the little black pig again.

The little black pig looked at him.

The pig face is innocent, and he has no consciousness of doing anything out of the ordinary.

On the podium, the teacher was lecturing, everything around him was normal, and Qi Yan swore that the voice just now was definitely not his delusion.

"Don't look at it, it's me, but I just awakened some natural skills." Xia Ling looked at him with a calm and high pig demeanor.

The little milk sound of the black pig sounded in his mind again, Qi Yan was surprised once, and when he saw that the pig's mouth didn't move, he heard the sound.

The second time he was already too lazy to be surprised.

Isn't it Transsion? Pigs can talk to him all, what could be more terrifying than this?

Lying on the table, Qi Yan pillowed his arms and quickly fell asleep.

He was very skillful in this posture, and the pillow was prepared early in the morning.

Rao is Xia Ling knew that he was a very lazy person, and at this time, he watched Qi Yan lie on the table, and after three minutes, his breathing was even......

Really, such an excellent sleep quality, Xia Ling has to admire.

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This time, the world that Xia Lingshu wears is a modern world.

The original owner of her book is the last living Dangkang in this world.

When Kang described it in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, he probably looked a little like a wild boar and was very fierce.

However, regardless of appearance, Dangkang is a beast, representing a good harvest and joy, which can bring happiness to people.