Yinque sat on the sofa and watched the two men and women in love on TV, full of black lines, what is this? Why does Zhu Yu love to watch such mentally retarded TV series?

This man is too ugly, and so is the heroine, what kind of eyes, the handsome male second doesn't like to have to stick to the male protagonist? It's just that the actor is still not interested in him, and the screenwriter is no one!

"But if the second male is ugly, I won't be so sad for him!" Zhu Yu held a tissue and cried and wiped his tears.

Yinque's head was full of black lines, and he moved to the corner of the sofa like a monster.

"Sister Yu, don't look at it if you're so sad!" Lianxin grabbed the remote control, and he can finally blatantly change his favorite anime.

Yinque devoured it, and got it, he didn't understand what this kid saw, and he was an alien? Where are there aliens in the world? He had never seen him for thousands of years, and he hurriedly left the living room as if he were fleeing.

"Stinky boy, you're here to bully me too! Is the homework done? Give me a change back! "For a while, the living room was noisy and lively.

If you want to say that the quiet backyard is barely a place, "two little ghosts, noisy to death!" In his eyes, the five-hundred-year-old Zhu Yu is still a child. is also a child, how can Mi'er be so quiet? Is she human or not? How can it be older than a hundred-year-old vermilion? Could it be that she and Zhu Yu got the wrong script?

Mi'er was sitting on the swing frame and reading a book with peace of mind, when a scrutinizing gaze fell on her, and she looked up to see Yinque's dark eyes glowing with curiosity.

"What's wrong?" Mi'er closed the book and placed it on her lap.

"I've always wanted to ask you, is there anything between Sheng Jin and you that I don't know?" He thought about it for a long time, this question still had to be asked, after all, the two of them had also slept in the same bed, although she didn't promise herself anything, but his heart was already in her. It's already annoying to have a blue time at home, why is there a Sheng Jin all of a sudden? That old man is not a good person at first glance, so old and still looking for ideas, it is shameless! also proposed in front of so many people, if it weren't for the fact that there were no reporters at the last banquet, I'm afraid the city would have been full of storms. But even so, some ugly rumors are quietly circulating in the circle of noble ladies.

If this is spread to the school, it will undoubtedly have a huge impact on her, she is alone and has no friends at school, and no one avoids her when the news comes out?

"What? Are you jealous? Rest assured, I'm not interested in him! Mi'er bent her eyebrows, with an expression of reassurance that I only spoil you.

Yinque was stunned, did he look like he was jealous? He dragged the stool unhappily and sat in front of Mi'er, looking extremely serious: "Mi'er, I'm serious, don't you hide anything from me, okay?" The worry in his eyes and the tenderness like water touched Mi'er for a moment, and she almost couldn't help but tell him the secret of immortality when she looked at his serious expression.

"I always feel like you have a big secret." Looking at Mi'er's calm expression, the orange light of the setting sun on her body added a bit of softness to her indifferent expression.

"Since it's a secret, it can't be said." Mi'er looked back at him, her calm eyes with a smile.

Yinque was slightly stunned, and said with a wicked smile: "Anyway, what else can't you say about people who have slept together?" ”

"You-!" Mi'er suddenly got up and said angrily, "What nonsense! "Is this guy really going to say anything? Although they slept together, nothing happened, and she was unconscious that night, she didn't remember anything, everything was still from his mouth, and it was not clear whether it was true or not.

She always felt that she should not hold on to a man and not let go.

"I'm telling the truth, why are you angry? It's me who is passive! Yinque snorted aggrievedly.

"You! You're really—" Mi'er's face turned red, and she couldn't say anything as she pointed at Yinque. Yinque stood up triumphantly and smiled with a look of underachievement, and was very happy in his heart: It can be regarded as grasping your weakness.

As long as she is a descendant of the royal family, she is the best in magic and kung fu, and she knows everything about the past and present for 5,000 years, but she is really a simple and innocent person who doesn't understand anything about feelings.

Mi'er saw that he was smiling so angrily that she couldn't bear it anymore and had to throw her hands away.

Yinque looked up at the air, the sky was getting darker a little, didn't she say that he wouldn't check it?

A few days later, Yinque sent Mi'er to school as usual, and when she got into the car, the black luxury car on the side of the road fell into her eyes, and the familiar figure made her heart slightly depressed. Yinque naturally knew that the man would come almost every night, stay in the middle of the night, sometimes even stay all night, and then follow to school in the morning. Such a person is really disgusting to him, but Mi'er doesn't tell him the truth and doesn't let him do anything to that person. It's really unpleasant to be stared at by a pair of squinting eyes all day long.

Seeing Mi'er's sad face, it was obvious that she didn't know what to do.

"I really want to rip out his eyeballs!" Yinque gritted his teeth, and his handsome face was gloomy, and he couldn't do it immediately.

The once troubled boy is still the object of her troubles, what kind of evil fate is this? After so many years, isn't it good to fall in love, get married, and have children? Do you have to be obsessed with her so far? With a human lifespan of just a few decades, is it worth the pointless wait?

"Huangqi-sang, Huangqi-sang?" Suddenly, she heard someone calling herself, her blank eyes gradually regained a little clarity, and she looked for the voice to see Teacher Xiao Hong's serious and ugly face.

"Your solution to this problem is the most perfect, come up and explain it." Xiao Hong loves and hates Mi'er, of course, she loves more than she hates, she admires her talent, but on the other hand, she is troubled by her frequent ignorance.

Mi'er glanced at the question on the blackboard and walked up to the podium. Although the current Mi'er is still so unkind, it has several admirable advantages in the eyes of most students. Some were attracted by her heroic martial arts, some were attracted by her musical talent, some were attracted by her reputation as a god, and some were attracted by the scandal between her and Luo Jiajia...... In short, everyone thinks that except for her bad looks, the rest are all perfect existences. Some people are even speculating whether she is wearing a kind of human skin mask that can only be found in TV dramas, because "born from the heart", her appearance is not worthy of her perfect figure, nor is she worthy of her all-round god.

"What do you think, Huangqi-san?" Luo Jiajia drove away Lan Shimo, occupied his position, held her head and stared at someone next to her who was changing her homework with a smile, and told Mi'er about the rumors about the school in the past few days.

Outside the window, there was a group of people eating melons, covering their mouths and smiling meaningfully. Cold as frost like an emperor, gentle as water like Luo Jiajia, really a good pair of CP, the sun fell on the two of them, and a rainbow seemed to appear inexplicably, which made people look at it more and more.

"I've watched too much TV." Mi'er snorted coldly, unmoved.

"Wrong!" Luo Jiajia put down her hand and said solemnly, "It's not TV, it's a novel, TV doesn't dare to act like this!" ”

Mi'er changed half of her homework in three or two times, and she looked serious as if she couldn't see Luo Jiajia's existence. Luo Jiajia didn't care much about herself, and said, "Who doesn't like the sister of the god of learning who can write and martial arts?" ”

She holds her chin with her hands and smiles brightly, and in the eyes of the people who eat melons, her gaze is regarded as an obsession with Mi'er.

Everyone shouted: It's here!

"Which class of you, go away, don't block here!" Wen Chao held the basketball and saw a large group of men and women around the door of his class, and heard all kinds of inexplicable words from them, and was extremely depressed. Seeing that Luo Jiajia was so close to Mi'er, she was jealous and envious. Other people's rivals are all men, is his rival a woman? Ahh What do you think! For her, it's just a secret wishful thinking in his heart, she is so good, he knows very well in his heart that it is impossible for him and her in this life.

One by one, everyone left indignantly.

I think that in the past, other classes came to watch him, but this time the feng shui took turns, and they all changed to watch the emperor.

"Huangqi Mi'er, someone is looking for it!" There was a sudden shout outside the door, and the originally noisy and noisy classroom instantly quieted down, and they all turned their eyes to the direction where the voice came from, and saw that it was a girl with a ponytail, and she was followed by two girls, who were all cautious for fear of being frightened, and the unknown classmates all looked at Mi'er.

Mi'er sorted out the revised homework, picked it up and walked out, she walked without hurry, her face was calm as if she hadn't heard the shout just now.

Walked out of the classroom and walked past the girl just now. The girl behind the girl suddenly pulled the ponytail girl a little eagerly, and kept urging something. I don't know what to say, but the girl seems to have reached the magical power and strode towards Mi'er, and some people felt curious and poked their heads out of the window to see what was going on.

"Huangqi, please wait a minute!" The girl blocked Mi'er's way, and not far away, both of them made a cheering gesture with serious expressions.

Mi'er raised her eyes and looked at the ponytail girl in front of her curiously, her eyes flashed, her cheeks were slightly red, the red gift box in her hand was pinched and pinched, and finally raised her hand to hand it to Mi'er, "Huangqi, I, I'm Song Ruan of Class 4, I want to be your friend!" ”

Everyone gasped after hearing this, do you want to be friends or CP? Some people unconsciously turned back to look at Luo Jiajia's expression, but she also stared at Mi'er with curiosity like them. are curious about what she will do, will this iceberg god accept the admiration of this little girl?

Song Ruan looked a little nervous, Mi'er felt weird, why did someone suddenly want to be friends with her? She's so indifferent to rejecting people thousands of miles away!

Seeing Mi'er holding the homework book in both hands, Song Ruan settled down and put the heart-shaped gift box on it, dragging the other two partners to run away.

Mi'er looked at the backs of the three fleeing figures, and stopped talking.