Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 73 The little mute girl and her 'men' [4]

It's already one o'clock in the morning, and the original owner's mother hasn't come back, but if she hasn't come back yet

It is estimated that today will not come back as usual.

Speaking of which, the original owner's mother was also surnamed Mu, named Mu Qing, and relied on the original owner's father's compensation to do a small business.

A woman still has a child, and this business is also difficult. It is only in the past two years that it has gotten better. Because of her daughter's congenital disability, considering her daughter's studies, she changed to a bigger house.

What happened afterwards, the busy mother never found out that her daughter was abnormal. She didn't know until something happened and the original owner died.

An Ran looked at the dim moonlight outside the window, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Naturally, she didn't wake up the next day, and An Ran slept peacefully until noon, asked the teacher for a leave of absence, and continued to sleep on the bed.

In the morning, he tried to wake An Ran up to the 533 system where he went to school, but he was beaten silently and shrank in the corner, not daring to say a word.

An Ran also asked for two days off due to illness and fever, and still had to go to school on the third day. After all, the image of the original owner as a good student cannot be destroyed.

After tidying up her clothes, An Ran sighed, "Although I don't have an alluring appearance, but if I grow up like this, it's still a disaster for a little monster."

Satisfied, he changed into the school uniform skirt that he hadn't worn in 800 years, and went to school with a small schoolbag on his back.

Stepping on the last bell of the school, I walked into the classroom unhurriedly.

An Ran looked around, and after finding his place, he found that there were no so-called graffiti or ugly words on the table, but he felt a little strange.

After checking the stool and confirming its safety, he sat down with doubts.

When I took out the things in the drawer, I touched a few things that seemed to be moving.

It turned out that it was waiting for me here, but when I took it out, I found that it was just a Xiaoqiang.

An Ran looked at Xiaoqiang in his hand, and looked around with malicious eyes.

An Ran asked silently from the bottom of her heart: "Should I yell now and run away in fright?"

【Yes, but can you call it out? ] The 533 system suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten that his own host is not afraid of these things at all.

An Ran: "I've never taken a role like a dumb girl either!"

533 system [Then first, you throw away the thing in your hand first, don't play with it in your hand, ok? 】

"Hey." An Ran pretended to be scared, and threw Xiaoqiang into the sky in fright.

It turned out that Xiaoqiang who was thrown into the sky spread out the strong and powerful wings behind him, fluttered and flew.

Fuck!Still can fly?

After the flying Xiaoqiang traveled around the classroom for a week, he landed on other girls.

"Ah-ah-"

The sharp screams sounded one after another in Nuo Da's classroom, which was very ear-piercing.

Books were thrown all over the place, seats were bumped a lot, girls started to hide around, and it became a mess.

An Ran covered his sobbing mouth, his eyes rolled around, looking at the chaotic scene caused by a small strong.

While no one was paying attention, he silently shrunk his body and sat on the bench obediently.

He took out a bottle of juice from his schoolbag, and drank leisurely in small sips.

The wicked An Ran stretched out his sinful hand, and grabbed the cockroaches they put in his desk drawer one by one.

An Ran looked down at the cockroach that was the size of two coins in his palm.

To be honest, I have never seen such a big cockroach. It is said that only the south has this thing. The most amazing thing is that it can fly, so amazing.

An Ran secretly raised his arms and released the remaining three cockroaches.

The scene became even more chaotic, and even the class teacher who came in later could hardly control the scene.

The time of the last class was spent on catching cockroaches, and at the end of the class, everyone in the class had to hand in a [-]-word self-criticism.

(End of this chapter)