Raiders' weak school grass is the big devil

It was gloomy outside, and the heavy rain seemed to never end.

In such a weather, it is a blessing to be able to stay in a warm and comfortable interior.

But someone was crying, whining, telling her unknown grievances.

This cartoony living room can be roughly divided into three camps.

The crying girl in the middle of the living room was comforted by a stunning girl next to her, and Hai Wanwan was also among the comforters.

There are also boys lying on the mat playing games in the rest area, their faces are full of boredom.

The last one was Xin Qi who sat by the bay window and wiped her hair with her head down after taking a shower.

He was wearing a gentle white shirt, his face was gentle, and his light-colored chestnut hair fell down meekly, fluttering with the white towel he used to wipe his hair.

The crying girl kept glancing at him, and even when she was sad, she couldn't ignore the beauty by the window.

This man is really good-looking.

Every move is gentle and clear like a spring breeze.

And this figure, thin and yet powerful.

Under the white shirt must be the abdominal muscles that ordinary boys don't have.

Xin Qi held the towel on his head, seemingly forgot to wipe it, and looked out of the window at the rain curtain, the city covered by heavy rain, and the scene of entanglement with strangers an hour ago was still in front of his eyes.

"Where do you touch, let go." Under the rain cloth that everyone didn't know, that cold voice was full of seductive embarrassment.

"Woooooooo..."

He never knew he could be so impatient.

There are all kinds of chattering voices in my ears, Xi Baishuang's gentle comfort, Hai Wanwan's mischievous interruption, and a strange girl sobbing softly.

"Huyington...Fanyang City...Chishen..."

He keenly grasped these few words, quickly got out of the bay window, and walked towards the center of the living room.

"Are you a Whitington student?"

"Yes..." Xia Hezi responded blankly.

The other two girls looked at him curiously, and even Qiu Shaohong, who was playing games, looked over playfully.

Xin Qi didn't realize it, tilted his head and looked at Xia Hezi seriously for a while, and when the latter's face gradually warmed up, he sat down at the table with his arms crossed: "What kind of school is Whitington?"

He asked sincerely, and Xia Hezi unconsciously answered seriously: "There is a boy I like over there."

"That's great." Xin Qi uttered a specious and meaningless word, and then asked with a serious face, "Can I study in your school?"

Xia Hezi: "Huh?" Huh?

"What's wrong with Xin Qi?" The three heads got together, and Qiu Shaohong asked first.

Xi Baishuang smiled and invited Xia Hezi back to the guest room to rest, then turned back: "Maybe this is a good thing." No matter what Xin Qi suddenly cared about.

Qiu Shaohong clicked his tongue: "There are ghosts."

"Are we really going to go to school with Xin Qi?" Hai Wanwan was most concerned about this.

"Anyway, don't let me see Xin Qi's half-dead face again, whether he wants to go to school or fall in love." Qiu Shaohong didn't care, "Also, it's not us, it's you."

Hai Wanwan: "Huh?"

Xi Baishuang said: "I can help with the admission procedures." Sorry, they still have something to do, so they won't participate in this excitement.

"Damn, it's rare that Xin Qi is a little bit more energetic after he comes back, don't you want to watch him shut up again, can you bear it?"

Hai Wanwan: "Huh?"

Qiu Shaohong: "Please, don't let him think about a dead person anymore. Please, some god please take Xin Qi away. I really don't want to see his mournful face that I can't love anymore!" It didn't work either.

Hai Wanwan felt that this time it was going to be her crying face.

"I, no, want, go, go to school!"

On a sunny day after the rain, Hai Wanwan walked with Xin Qi on the beautiful campus and swore like this.

Xia Hezi hurried out to greet her: "You guys are here, it's still early for class, shall I show you around?"

Xin Qi nodded: "Thank you."

Hai Wanwan mumbled and walked behind.

Behind the school gate, there are two handsome boys walking together.

Chen Xiaotong caught up with Chi Zhen who was in front: "Ah Yuan, why didn't you wait for me today?"

The black-haired boy with a shoulder bag glanced indifferently: "We are not on the way."

Chen Xiaotong hesitated, walked in front of Chi Zhen, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Yuan, you can move here and live with me."

The black pupils under the cold glasses glanced at him coldly, and Chi Zhen walked around him without hesitation.

"Ah..." Chen Xiaotong paused, and chased after him: "?"

Chi Zhen suddenly stopped and looked at the basketball court on the side of the road.

In the sunny morning after the rain, the warm sunshine shines through the branches of cherry blossoms, and a white figure seems to leap against the light.

He is tall and slender, with a basketball in his hands. When the breeze blows, a narrow and delicate waist is exposed under the white shirt.

Bang, hollow three-pointer.

It's them again.

Chen Xiaotong's gaze sank, and then he looked at Chi Zhen, who followed the white figure to the playground below.

On the shaded football field, the vigorous boys and girls cooperated seamlessly. The black and white football swam nimbly at their feet, and they were kicked into the goal in a short while.

Sunshine, sweat, white shirts of teenagers, silver bells and laughter of girls, everything is full of youthful breath.

So glaring.

Gulu Gulu, the football rolled to one person's feet, and a pair of girls' hands picked it up.

Boom, Hai Wan straightened up and bumped into something like a wall.

Ouch, what is the wall? It is clearly the chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Hai Wanwan rubbed his head and grinned, his smile was innocent and innocent only for girls.

She is just over 1.5 meters tall, and Chen Xiaotong, who is 1.8 meters eight, has to lower her head to see the top of her head.

Compared with his cold and masculine face, this small face with his head up is more bright like the sun.

Really dazzling.

Like Chi Zhen, Chen Xiaotong turned around and left.

"Tsk, it's really big." The pectoral muscles.

"What's so big?" Xin Qi asked at the football field.

"You don't need to know the pure Xin Zai." Hai Wanwan said while holding the football.

"By the way, don't you think that guy looks familiar?"

"You mean late?"

Hai Wanwan sighed: "I mean that stinky big guy, what have you been thinking about all day, Xin Qi."

Xin Qi blushed, but fortunately his face was already red because of the exercise just now: "The brave man of Jingmen?"

Among the brave men of the eight schools, three are mainly from Asia. He should know all the brave men of the Shengmen and Hurtmen, but he doesn't know much about the Jingmen.

"So is little Chi Zhen?"

Xin Qi: "Little... Chi Zhen?"

"Nicknames, nicknames, don't worry about such details." Hai Wanwan waved his hand.

In the night attack incident two days ago, the witnesses whose memories should be erased have already been dealt with.

Xin Qi is not responsible for any special treatment among them.

Like Chi Zhen, because of his connection with Chen Xiaotong, the hero of the Jingmen, he doesn't need to erase his memory.

But it seems... Chi Zhen didn't know about Chen Xiaotong's identity.

"Then, everyone, come and welcome our new classmates, Xin Qien... and Hai Wanwan." The long-haired male teacher on the podium raised his hand and applauded symbolically.

Sparse applause sounded from below.

"Mr. Changqing, thank you." Xin Qi walked into the classroom and briefly introduced himself.

Hai Wanwan was weak: "My name is Wanwan..."

Xia Hezi in the second row was a little excited, and her applause was the most enthusiastic.

Hai Wanwan and Xin Qi are here, she already has friends in this school.

Changqing pressed the corner of his lower lip, and looked at a person in the audience calmly.

Chen Xiaotong nodded slightly, and said to Chi Zhen next to him, "Look?"

Chi Zhen, who was wearing the school's crimson western-style school uniform, seemed to have lost the coldness of the rainy night, with a faint aura of abstinence on her body, her black eyes under the rimless glasses stared at the podium without blinking, and suddenly turned her back Lean on.

Close your eyes, as if closing your eyes to rest your mind.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Chen Xiaotong sat back and turned his cold face to the person making faces at him on the stage.

"Then, the new classmate seems to know Xia Hezi, can I sit next to her?"

"Broad is wide." Hai Wanwan thought he hadn't been noticed, quickly left Xin Qi and ran to Xia Hezi's seat.

"Then the rest..."

Xin Qi walked down the podium with a shoulder bag on his back, and a dark shadow cast on the last row of the first group.

A deep voice rang out from the classroom that suddenly fell silent. The shirt under Chen Xiaotong's school uniform was rolled up on his shoulders, revealing two smooth, muscular arms: "What do you mean?"

"I want to be your tablemate, is that okay?" Xin Qi tilted his head slightly, looking innocent.

As soon as Chi Zhen opened his eyes, he saw such a jade-like face, it was too gentle, even the lines of the face were soft, the almond eyes with brownish amber pupils were innocent and clear like a child.

His gaze was so firm.

"You..." Chen Xiaotong, who was completely ignored, stood up suddenly, and the table and chairs were suddenly moved, making a sharp noise of scratching the floor.