Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Qin Yan looked firmly into the sad eyes of the young man, then whispered in his ear with a voice that only two people could hear, "I didn't misunderstand, but you still need to fight less in the future, I don't want to There's a back table with a broken leg and a broken hand."

She raised her eyes with a smile, and his silly look was reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly thought of something, Qin Yan blinked his clear eyes, and added: "Unless someone wants to bully you, you can't bear it at such a time, you must protect yourself!"

There are exceptions to everything, and you can't generalize.

Get started when it's time to get started.

Suddenly being pulled out of the abyss, Zuo Fan's heart trembled slightly, and he hugged the extremely bright little girl in front of him.

Lying on her shoulder, the scent of milk that she once smelled scrambled to linger in her nostrils.

Zuo Wang was like a kitten or puppy, Qin Yan was tickled by him and tried to avoid it.

"What are you doing, it's so itchy..."

He hugged the little girl and did not let go, like a cheating gambler: "The banquet smells really good."

"It's so fragrant and sweet." He sniffed and said.

Like a delicious pastry, the one without milk makes you want to eat it in one bite.

Qin Yan flinched, probably guessing his current mental activity, and dared not move.

Zuo Wang was afraid of scaring people, so he quickly put a safe distance away from her.

"Let's go, I will take you home."

Qin Yan nodded blankly, and walked forward with her schoolbag on her back.

Every few seconds, she glanced back behind her.

The black shadow of the young man was stretched long by the street lamps, and it was accompanied by a slightly shorter shadow, not near or far, exactly two or three meters away, never changing.

When there was only one street left from the gate of the community, Qin Yan stood still and said goodbye to him.

"I'm here, thank you for sending me here..."

The moment she turned to leave, the pupils of the youth's black ink eyes were slightly deep, and her tone was casual: "Banquet."

"Ah? What's wrong?"

He was copying his pocket, his voice was low and magnetic.

"Good night."

Qin Yan waved to him obediently, and smiled sweetly: "Good night, Zuo Wang."

The dark clouds dispersed at some point, revealing a crescent moon, and the earth was covered with a layer of silver.

The night sky is dotted with stars, like bright diamonds, extraordinarily dazzling.

Wisps of soft moonlight fell on the girl's hair, and the faint light was hazy and sacred.

Everything was silent, Zuo Wang stopped for a long time.

Several windows in the community lit up one after another, and none of them were covered by curtains.

It is impossible to guess which of the lights was turned on by Qin Yan.

All the lights are extinguished, and everything returns to the dark night.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking silently.

Good dreams.

The first time they arrived at school on Monday, the students in class seven consciously packed up all their belongings and moved tables, chairs and benches according to the new seating chart enlarged by the projector.

Lefty is very depressed.

Not only did he sit in the first row next to the podium, enjoying the teaching form closest to the teacher, but he also separated from the little girl.

As the lucky one, Zuo Wang was in the C position in the first row, but Qin Yan moved to the back of the classroom.

One end of the world, one cape.

Very extreme.

The only luck that can barely be counted is that they are in the same row.

But strictly speaking, Qin Yan is not the person farthest from the blackboard, because there is an empty desk and chair behind her, which is specially used by the trainee teachers who are studying in class.

Wang Mingzhou's math test is uninterrupted every week, and it has basically become a routine for Class Seven. They have all adapted to this kind of high-intensity training.