Chapter 6: Dead Strikes the Chest
With neat and clean black hair, domineering thick eyebrows, and sharp but easy eyes, people can't help but marvel.
The bridge of his nose is high, and his thin lips are filled with a hint of coldness.
The person who came was slender and straight, and the school uniform of Longteng Academy was worn on him, like a haute couture suit, which brought out all his advantages of wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.
The temperament is extremely noble.
It's just that......
Mu Ge took a small step back slightly, squinting his eyes slightly.
She'd seen this guy last night!
Mu Ge wanted to say that he was even more wicked without clothes.
Mo Yejue lowered his eyes, the kid in front of him bumped into him, and he didn't even apologize for basic etiquette.
I didn't wear a school uniform, and I ignored the school rules of Longteng College.
This is the transfer student who came this morning.
Mo Yejue's suspicious gaze carefully examined Mu Ge's face.
Mu Ge was calm, and lowered his eyes to bypass him.
Who knows, Mo Yejue suddenly stretched out his hand, and his arm was propped up in front of her to block her way.
Mu Ge was stunned for a second.
No way? So you can recognize it?!
She rubbed black powder, painted her eyebrows more like boys, and even wore contact lenses to hide her original eye color.
The surname Mo won't tell she's a girl!
Of course Mo Yejue didn't know.
But it doesn't mean that he doesn't suspect that he was just attacked by a mysterious female hooligan with strange skills last night, and today he heard that a new transfer student came.
He was wary that the two things might be related.
However, the transfer student was a man.
Mo Yejue carefully looked at Mu Ge's eyebrows, feeling faintly alike, but a little different.
The white-clothed young man in front of him was slender, his complexion was wheat-colored, and his chest was flat.
Mo Yejue suddenly stretched out his hand, and his well-proportioned and slender fingers pressed Mu Ge's chest with unmistakable precision.
“!” Mo Yejue is a dead?!
Mu Ge was startled, and then suddenly retreated and knocked his hand off, shouting, "You are sick!" Come up and hit your chest, perverted! ”
The scolding around the corner attracted several students in the hallway.
They came to join in the fun, but found that it was Mo Yejue and the newcomer who had a dispute, and for a while, they gasped and said respectfully:
"Ministry, good morning, minister!"
Turn around and run after saying hello!
Just kidding, Mo Yejue is a satan-like existence in the dragon vine, who is guilty of it in his hands, who doesn't even know how to die!
The new transfer student didn't have this b number, and he was on the bar!
Mo Yejue's hand froze in the air, and he stared at Mu Ge expressionlessly, reminiscing about the touch just now.
It's hard, it's really a man.
However, this man's reaction was also a little bigger!
His thin lips opened, and he said sarcastically: "You and I have the same physiological structure, just touch it, as for it?"
Mu Ge glared at him angrily.
The class bell rang suddenly, interrupting the silent confrontation between Mu Ge and Mo Yejue.
Mu Ge turned around, still thinking about breathing, what to breathe, and held his breath.
Damn it.
Hey?
What about Blackie???
Mu Ge turned around, only to see that the little black cat didn't know when it hung on Mo Yejue's body.
was also climbing up along Mo Yejue's trouser legs, and after a while, he climbed to his neckline, drilled out of the neckline and pulled it around his neck, and even buried his head in his neck and sniffed, with a super cool and comfortable expression of enjoyment.
Mu Ge: This perverted cat!
When you see a good-looking little brother, you can't walk, right?
"Blackie, come back!"
Mo Yejue took Xiao Hei down, and Xiao Hei was in a ball, like a little black fat man, nestled in the palm of Mo Yejue's big hand.
Mu Ge stepped forward: "Give it back to me!"