first marriage in the world

Competitions are all about the mentality of a child. As a person who has experienced it, Ding Qiao can only adapt to changes. He can just say that he has never learned before. Why make everyone blush, although he thinks that children's temper It comes and goes quickly, but there is no guarantee that the children in this world are different, maybe they are trained by their parents to love to hold grudges, and he will suffer.

Before the afternoon class, Ding Qiao began to play a pitiful role. Everyone asked him why, and he said that he was in poor health since he was a child, and he usually had to do housework. Embarrassed in class.

The messengers with a sense of justice, er, no, the little friends immediately patted their little chests and said that they would take good care of him in class.

But when it comes to the real class, no one can save anyone. The string of Buddhist beads on the little monk's neck was taken off by the powerful physical education teacher. His reason was "what kind of jewelry do children wear, so they can't study hard in class", that is obviously someone else. The status symbol of the little monk, but Ding Qiao still smiled in his heart, ha ha.

For things he doesn't understand, he still just listens and doesn't say anything. After all, he is still a new resident, probably better than a newborn baby who can't speak.

The class officially started at [-]:[-] in the afternoon. Since the sun outside was still easy to make people dizzy, his first martial arts class was held indoors.

The content of the class is basically to lay the foundation for the body. The learning is all about martial arts knowledge within the scope of the school, knowing all kinds of weapons. Ding Qiao is a new student, and the teacher does not know how his physique is. , the requirements for him are not too high. After one class, the teacher finally understood why their class teacher told him to take care of this new kid. His physique is so poor that he should not go to literature class. Well, what's the matter with Lai Wenwu?

The teacher can only sigh from the bottom of his heart. Parents who have too high expectations will easily be disappointed. I don’t know what kind of mentality his parents have in sending him to school.If you want to ask Ding Qiao, he can only choke speechlessly. You can't just guess what the leader is thinking.

Ding Qiao just needs to stand aside and put on a show while the other students are doing zama stance and boxing. He is a freshman, and he is a poor student who has never practiced martial arts.

The Devil's Cult is indeed a terrifying and oppressive place, well, they have to stay away from the Devil's Cult when they grow up.

Finally, before Ding Qiao was so tired that he almost collapsed, the teacher announced that the get out of class was over. Ding Qiao was so sore that he could barely lift his legs. He wanted to die on the ground right now and never get up again.

But there was a kind little monk who couldn't even die on the ground. Halal helped him back to the classroom and kept reminding him to exercise well.

After Halal helped Ding Qiao back to his seat, he continued: "We are now in the second year of junior high school, and every year there will be a martial arts competition every year. The top ten students will have generous rewards. If they get No.1, they can become The credits are added to the total credits, and early graduation is possible.”

Ding Qiao thumped his sore leg and said, "You really know a lot about Halal."

Halal smiled proudly: "I am the squad leader, so I must know."

Therefore, the squad leader is a hard-working character no matter where he is in the era or in which world. This is Ding Qiao's own understanding. As for what the squad leaders who get fun from being the squad leader think, he doesn't know. He is the one who is suffering now. Okay.

When he was hesitating whether to drag his legs to climb the long steps to go home, he heard a red ring-like thing flashing in his schoolbag, and when he took it out, he heard the cold and cold voice of the leader. A ruthless and ruthless voice came out.

"Wait for me at the gazebo, I will be there in 5 minutes." The leader ordered.

Your sister, I'm not your subordinate, okay? Ding Qiao pretended to be surprised: "Ah? You want to come?" Why did you come? It's really annoying. Just let Minister Xu send someone to pick him up and go back to sleep.

The leader said in a tone that it is your great honor for me to pick you up: "Nonsense, hurry up."

Ding Qiao could only say, "Oh, good."

Qingzhen, who was packing her schoolbag at the side, winked at him: "Brother from the Devil's Cult? I feel so fierce."

Ding Qiao just wanted to say that he wasn't his brother, so in order to slander the leader's reputation, he decided not to explain: "Hey, they are all like this, just get used to it." You probably haven't seen the leader's ferocity before, he is really honored ah!

It was still 4 minutes before we arrived at the gazebo. Ding Qiao quickly packed up his cute schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom, making other students think that he had something to do. They are not calm.

As for Halal, what Halal thought of was: "Ding Qiao, aren't your legs very sore and painful?"

The little girl from the Nine Poison Sect took out a spider the size of her palm from the black box and said, "He is a member of the Devil Sect. He wants to drive home. It is normal for him to run fast, you idiot monk."

Halal thought for a moment: "It seems so, but I'm not an idiot, okay?" He patted his head.

The little girl of the Nine Poison Sect glared at him and continued to feed the little friend in her hand. The little monk looked at it, and then slipped out of the classroom to eat in the cafeteria silently. The Nine Poison Sect might be even more terrifying.

After walking to the gazebo, Ding Qiao hugged the red pillars of the gazebo and panted heavily. He was exhausted and his legs were still sore. Will he die from overwork again? When will this fate of death from overwork come to an end.

Seeing that no one came to the gazebo, Ding Qiao sat on the stone bench of the gazebo and lay down on the table to rest, then closed his eyes, since he woke up at six o'clock in the morning and has barely rested, he is so sleepy, so sleepy.

Thus, under the gentle breeze, Ding Qiao unexpectedly fell asleep.

As the leader of the Demon Cult, Cang Lingtian is very busy. He not only has to hold meetings, but also reviews documents. For him, the things he doesn't like to do are annoying and make him irritable.

When he was about to go home after finishing his work, he looked at the map and found that he was not far from Ding Qiao's school. He could take a detour to pick him up after school. I don't know if he has made any progress after the first day of class. .

To be honest, regarding Ding Qiao's body test results from the doctor, he was not optimistic about Ding Qiao at all. As for why he impulsively chose Ding Qiao as the wife of the leader, well, it was probably because the weather was not bad that day.

He ordered Li Lei to drive the car to the gazebo of the school. Cang Lingtian jumped out of the car and walked towards the gazebo. At first he thought that Ding Qiao hadn't arrived yet, and the anger in his heart began to grow, but after a while he saw him lying on the stone table sleeping Sweet fellow, although his anger was vented at this moment, he had no idea how Ding Qiao would casually fall asleep outside, how much defensive awareness he had, didn't he know that he was the wife of the leader!

The more he thought about it, the more complicated the leader of the church did not wake Ding Qiao up, but he took off his schoolbag and hugged Ding Qiao horizontally. After getting into the car, he didn't say anything else. As for Ding Qiao who was sleeping soundly I didn't think about whether the leader would appear.

His fate is good, so the leader appeared, and he hasn't beaten him yet.

It didn't take too long to return to the Demon Cult. Ding Qiao was directly carried out of the car by Cang Lingtian. No matter how calm Li Lei was, he still acted as if he hadn't seen anything. Normally, the leader shouldn't kick his wife far away. What's going on, take him directly back to the master bedroom now.

Master, what about the matter of throwing the wife to Xu Changqing?What about letting the lady fend for herself?

Could it be that the leader has been too lonely for many years and needs to find someone to raise him?Anyway, he is not short of food and small money. So far, he still thinks it is quite expensive to raise a young wife. Can the school you enter through the back door not be expensive? Sponsorship fees are a must. It is really not that easy to train a leader’s wife Save your money, especially if this little lady is still a little neurotic.

Cang Lingtian didn't like others entering his private space, so he didn't put Ding Qiao on his bed, but threw him on the sofa, and the maidservant who followed immediately came in with a blanket and put Ding Qiao on his bed. They don't know what the leader is going to do now, but it is a fact that his wife has entered the leader's private space. As servants, they can only wait and see what happens.

There was still more than an hour before dinner time. Ding Qiao dreamed that he had eaten soft and fragrant steamed fish, but when he was about to eat it, he found that he had bitten nothing, so he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, there was no smell or environment he was familiar with. He suddenly sat up and found that there was only one person with his back turned to him who was reading a book with his head bowed. He could tell who it was from the side, and what kind of face did he have? I can't even forget it, it's too vicious.

So now he woke up at the leader's residence?Ding Qiao thought so.

He didn't say anything immediately, but he felt that the breath behind him was not right. Cang Lingtian slowly turned his head, and met Ding Qiao's curious eyes.

Perhaps it was because he had never seen awe or fear in Ding Qiao's eyes, so he let him stay, wondering why he was not afraid of himself at all, but it would be interesting to find out slowly.

Ding Qiao: "..."

Cang Lingtian: "..."

Both of them were speechless, but it was Ding Qiao who finally spoke: "Master, where is this?"

Cang Lingtian threw the book aside and said, "My residence."

Ding Qiao: "..."

The point is not this, but why he appeared here. He remembered that he fell asleep on his stomach in the gazebo of the school, and then woke up at the teacher's residence.

Oh, by the way, he was waiting for the leader to come before he fell asleep.

Suddenly, a voice that he heard yesterday came from his ear: "Hey, hey, you have to try to stay here. After I recover my ability, your body will return to its original appearance!"

His original appearance?What is his original appearance?Could it be that his current appearance has shrunk?Isn't he a dwarf?Can Qing Lingsui stop appearing anytime and anywhere? It's very embarrassing for him!

Seeing that Ding Qiao was in a daze, Cang Lingtian walked up to him and poked him on the forehead: "Today I will teach you how to write with a brush."

Ding Qiao rubbed his eyes and looked up at him: "Why is it calligraphy?"

Cang Lingtian pointed to the open textbook on the coffee table: "Written by the dog's paw."

Ding Qiao, who wanted to cover his face, quickly closed the textbook: "..."

It's not his fault that the words are too ugly!