Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Two pure white and clean gardenias were picked by Rong Huang and fell into Rong Huang's white and tender hands.

The white gardenias and the little girl's fair fingertips set off each other, and it was hard to tell who was whiter.

Rong Huang shook the jiojio, raised his arms, and brought the gardenia flowers to Zong Yu's eyes, and said happily, Zong Zong, I'll give it to you.

Before Zong Jie could free up a hand to catch the gardenia, the naughty little girl twisted her wrist and pinned the gardenia to the boy's ear.

Flowers for beauty.

While Zong Ju was in a daze, the little girl's laughter, like a cat's, reached his ears.

Zong Jie felt the petals that were too soft by his ears, and felt a little uncomfortable, but thought that the little girl picked the flower herself, so he hesitated for a moment and did not take it off.

The two passed by the students returning home from school on the trail, and they attracted a look of surprise, envy or jealousy.

The rich gardenia fragrance envelops the little girl's laughter and spreads far away.

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No. 2 Middle School's school rules are not so strict, and it doesn't matter whether you wear a school uniform or not.

Rong Huang and Zong Yu easily entered the No. 2 Middle School and all the way to the basketball court.

There are already many people around the basketball court, most of them are girls, and there are people from the first and second middle schools.

Rong Huang was dragged by Zong Jue to move forward with difficulty in the crowd, and was knocked on the shoulder and stepped on the instep from time to time.

Rong Huang's instep hurt a little from being trampled on, she frowned and grabbed the corner of Zong Ju's clothes, shaking it.

Zong Jie noticed this, frowned and protected the petite Rong Huang in front of him, and led her through the crowd all the way to the place where the No. 1 Middle School basketball team was.

Seeing Zong Jie appearing, Yuan Kang took out a bottle of sports drink from the box and threw it to Zong Jie. When he saw Rong Huang beside Zong Jie, he immediately smiled.

The god of learning is here. Yuan Kang raised his voice and pointed to a stool, This is the seat we reserved for you, with a great view.

Rong Huang took Zong Yi's sports drink, took a sip naturally and then returned it to Zong Yi, as if he didn't see the winks among the basketball players of No. 1 Middle School, and greeted them with a smile.

There was a basketball match between No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School last month, and Rong Huang also went to watch it. He knew these basketball players quite well.

Xue Shen, you don't know, since you left, no one in our freshman year can suppress Zong Ju, a pervert. Yuan Kang's tone was full of regret, and he kept dribbling the ball with his hands.

Most of the students in the No. 1 Middle School were promoted from the junior high school, and they are familiar with each other. Zong Yi has been sitting firmly on the throne of the first since the beginning of the junior high school, and has never been down.

At that time, Rong Huang pushed Zong Yi from the number one position, and they were happy for a long time, but they found out that these two were a young couple, which made them very angry.

Sure enough, studying well is playing with studying well, and falling in love is also the same.

Scumbags like them are only worthy of eating chicken with the king forever.

Rong Huang sat down on the stool unceremoniously, bent her lips and smiled, her gaze scanned the basketball court, and finally settled on one spot.

In the farthest corner of the north, stood two girls.

One was tall and slender, and the school uniform skirt on the lower body was lifted up half a finger length cautiously, revealing a slender thigh.

Next to her was a girl with very long bangs, which almost covered her eyebrows and eyes.

Compared with the former, the latter can be said to have no advantages, almost being annihilated in the crowd.

But Rong Huang knew that the latter was the heroine Sang Lingxuan.

The heroine of Mary Su's novel is either an ugly duckling's counterattack or a good one from the beginning to the finale.