Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 572 The Blood Queen Wants to Hug ([-])
"Do you have to go?"

Before the blood girl could reply, she was interrupted by the next energetic voice.

"Little idiot, do you still want to go to school?"

Tan Sang glanced down when he heard the voice, and Bel Air stood on the next step, looking up at Tan Sang at the entrance of the main hall.

Belair is the son of one of the most powerful nobles of the Blood Clan in recent years.

It is also the object that Tan Sang needs to win over.

As a cautious princess, every step she takes is like walking on thin ice.

Bel Air is the same age as Tan Sang, and is also the closest one.

His facial contours are exquisite and sharp, and his whole person looks extremely aggressive. His fiery red hair makes his skin whiter, the ends of his eyes are slightly raised, and there is a dark red mole in the middle of his right eye. .

Therefore, when he looked down at others like this, a kind of beauty was quietly mixed into this oppressive feeling.

Bel Air's rosy pupils seemed to be burning with some kind of flame, he raised his jaw slightly, and looked at Tan Sang arrogantly:

"Little idiot, there is Professor Brett's class today, do you still want to go, or I'll go if I don't?"

Professor Bright is a ruthless character.

In his class, if a student was absent, he would directly expel this person, and what's more, directly deprive this person of any privileges in the school.

Tan Sang thought about his difficult task of becoming the real queen of the blood clan by himself, and lowered his eyes.

His light-colored eyes, like glazed glass, looked a little innocent and pitiful.

The girl's slender fingers, like delicate roses, grabbed the man's clean shirt sleeves.

Shaking.

Then she held his slender little finger and said pitifully and coquettishly: "Xila, it's the same when I come back from school to stay with you."

He just looked at Tan Sang for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Go."

Tan Sang looked around after hearing this. After seeing Belair on the edge of the castle, he instantly let go of Xiela's fingers and ran quickly in the direction of Belair.

The temperature between the little fingers dissipated, and a wind blew past, taking away the last trace of warmth above. Xi La looked sideways slightly, just in time to see Tan Sang rushing to the person.

He casually threw his small bag to the boy.

"Bel Air, let's go."

The tone was casual and natural, and there was a sweet and greasy smile on the corners of his lips.

She looked much happier than in front of him.

The little girl was obviously such a delicate and small ball, and just now pitifully hooked his little finger and called him Sira, but in the blink of an eye, she ran towards someone else, smiling so happily.

Xi La narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Tan Sang's sweet smile for a long time, then glanced at the man's face casually, and closed her eyes slightly.

Finally, slightly pursing her lips and holding the book in her arms, she returned to the silent hall.

[Ding, the current blackening value is 30%. ]
Tan Sang wasn't surprised at all, her red lips, which were as delicate as rose petals, slightly curled up, and she couldn't help tapping the back of her hand with her fingertips.

The big fish finally started to take the bait.

Tan Sang said he went to school, but in fact he couldn't learn anything useful.

A group of old men with white beards spend all day discussing academics and studying artificial plasma and magic.

And Tan Sang only needs to win over some contacts every day.

"Yo, why is Her Lady Queen who is absent from school every three days?"

This yin and yang voice made Tan Sang frown very uncomfortable, and a pair of sparkling eyes, looking at the side lightly, made people fascinated.

The boy on the side persuaded: "There must be a reason for the queen to be absent from class, so don't talk nonsense like this."

(End of this chapter)