[Net King] Once crossed, crashed into the arms of the uncle

To Mr. Atobe, Mingo girl is a very strange person.Before getting in touch with her, the title of Princess Ice Empress made him feel that the girl should be an elegant and delicate girl. After a few times of real contact, he found out—what kind of gentle and delicate is a mustache!Unconstrained thinking and often shocking statements have the magic power to make people collapse.

The uncle has never been a person who holds grudges. It just so happens that he wants to take her for a while, then——haha.

A light blue envelope and a bouquet of bright white roses were spread out on a clean desk. When the girl walked into the classroom, the first reaction she saw was that it was a threatening letter!The second reaction is that this is a challenge letter!

"Sasha, what is this?" Seto Yui came after him, looking at the things on the girl's table in surprise.

Yamada Kenichi guessed what it was at a glance. He pushed his glasses and put his gaze on the heroine, wanting to see her reaction.

"Sasha? What are you doing?" Seto Yui shook her hand in front of the girl's eyes.

"I'm wondering if I've left anything in someone else's hands recently." She nodded seriously, and circled her desk twice.

"what?"

"In this way, there will be nothing wrong with a duel with others."

"Aha?"

"I think Qisha misunderstood that this is a challenge letter or something." Yamada Kenichi realized a big drop of sweat in the back of his head, and he would not have thought of the fact with the thinking of his deskmate.

"Is someone writing a challenge book like this?" Seto Yui felt her forehead bulge, and tried hard to maintain a normal mind.

"Isn't it?" At this time, the students hadn't arrived yet, and there were only about ten people in the classroom including Qisha girl and her friends. Minghu Qisha at least had the title of Princess Ice Emperor, with exquisite appearance and personality. Gentle, occasionally receiving love letters should also be.Therefore, not many people pay attention to them at the moment.

Last night by the lake, colorful lights

bloom like a flower

Three or five couples of lovers, holding hands, hugging

By the cold lake in late autumn

Deduce the fiery passion of summer

Longing to hand in hand with you, intoxicated together

in the colorful night

With the rustling autumn wind, smear

Prosperity, pain and happiness

Let the everlasting love quietly revive

Winter is coming, let me be for you

Hold on to the loneliness of a winter without flowers

Reminiscing about happy times over and over again

A little bit of restoration of the lingering spring and summer season

Waiting for the flowering period of spring together

A modern love poem, the beautiful font makes people feel good. The girl turned her head and saw that her deskmate and friends were exchanging the knowledge learned yesterday in a friendly manner, and folded the paper and put it in her pocket.

Seto Yui and Yamada Kenichi looked at each other, and read from each other's eyes, "They haven't finished watching yet! Don't accept it so fast!" The girl put away this message, so it's possible that they still Can't you force it?

It's not that the girl has never received a love letter, but it's the first time she has experienced it generously placed directly on her desk.However, this is not important, just take a time to refuse when you are free.

The vase that was supposed to hold red roses was now filled with white roses. Keigo Atobe looked at the decorations in the office with some doubts. Uncle, he always put red roses. What happened to the janitor today?

"Senior, aren't the roses beautiful?" The Qisha girl pushed the door open with a smile on her face. Seeing that Jingwu Atobu had been staring at the roses in the vase, she said a little proudly.

"You changed it, huh?" Touching the fascinating tear mole at the corner of his eye with his finger, Mr. Atobe was a little puzzled. He knew exactly what kind of person this girl was. Could it be——had some strange idea? Responding to him? !

"Yes, there are a lot anyway, so I'll give some to seniors." The flower language of white roses is 'noble, pure love', and Keigo Atobe is a noble boy who likes roses. It doesn't matter to him.

"A little too much?"

"Ah, I mean I bought too much. Senior is a person who knows roses very well, so I'll bring you some." As if thinking of something, the girl flattered her calmly.

"My uncle still prefers red roses, so don't buy white roses next time." Forget it, the uncle still has a lot of things to do, so I won't pursue this meaningless question. The appearance is not disgusting.

"Okay." Obediently put the document on the uncle's desk, and then left.The girl is a child who is very good at living, look!She felt that it was a pity to throw away the roses, so the waste was used as decorations.

Sometimes, taking a step back really opens up the horizon.

A long time later, after the uncle and Er Que achieved a positive result, the uncle expressed his interest in the girl's purchase of white roses, and then he gave the girl a cold shoulder for 10 minutes.

Another quiet and comfortable office hour slipped away like this. The girl rubbed her sore shoulders, looked at the files that were still in the hills, and was very sad-why did the school have so many things to deal with?Then I sincerely expressed my admiration to Uncle Atobe in my heart, just like the torrential river, the flood of the Yellow River is out of control.

"It is said that capitalists are inhumane. It seems that senior Atobe is even better than blue!"

Because of Yushi Ninzu’s visit, the uncle Atobe was going to enjoy the afternoon tea time with his friends, thinking of the girl’s white rose in the morning, the uncle decided to pick up the girl by the way, but he heard such a sentence unexpectedly.

"Xiaojing, don't you want to call me a primary school girl?" Renzu Yushi's peach blossom eyes slightly raised, his elegant and handsome gentleman appearance is no different than so many young girls.

"My uncle is better than blue in her heart. If this is the case, I can't let down the newcomer's heart, can I? Ah well." With a dangerously upward tone, Jingwu Atobe instantly became a bright beauty.

"Pfft——Xiaojing is very vengeful." Renzu Yushi chuckled and caught up with his friend's angry footsteps.

Sometimes, cheap talk is a disease that needs to be cured!

There are also some green campuses, which are still breathtakingly beautiful under the setting sun.

The teenagers and girls under the big tree looked at each other, forming a peaceful picture.

"Student, thank you for your poems and roses. But, I'm sorry, I don't plan to start a new relationship just yet." Japanese people are troublesome, especially when they have to bow at every turn!

"Meito-san, I can—"

"Maybe I didn't say it clearly. What I mean is-it's impossible for me and you. Understand?"

"Well, sorry to bother you."

"It doesn't matter, by the way, there is something wrong with your poem. It is autumn now, and last night was also autumn. You wrote summer in front of it, and then you wrote autumn in the next sentence. The seasons change too fast, which is unscientific."

Or "..." You can say this kind of thing—girl, do you have any romantic cells? !