Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao slept very restlessly.

In the dream, it seemed to be entangled by a big snake. The body covered with delicate scales tightly bound the young man's body in a distorted posture, and the places where the cold snake letter swept were ignited with a manic and unbearable anger. fire.

A sticky liquid is left on the skin, and every finger crevice is polluted.

The big snake got tighter and tighter.

The temperature around him is also rising.

I'm going to be eaten.Ruan Yao was thinking in a daze in her dream.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the dazzling light shone directly on the thin red eyelids, stirring up a layer of water.

"Are you awake?" Chu Lingyi had already dressed neatly, and was looking at Ruan Yao with eyes like iron trash.

Ruan Yao gasped and jumped up from the bed: "What time is it?"

"06:30, you can sleep for another 15 minutes." Chen Lingyi looked down at his watch, "If you are late, be careful not to be caught by the discipline inspection committee."

At 06:30, the sky outside was still dim, and the building was still covered with a layer of thin gray clouds.

Ruan Yao, who had trouble getting up, groaned in pain and fell on the bed.

"Brother Tongzi, I'm so tired from work." Ruan Yao murmured weakly.

Why do goblins have to go seven in the morning and ten in the evening!

The system conjured up a bottle of cool oil and handed it to Ruan Yao thoughtfully: "The host can use this to refresh himself."

Ruan Yao's originally confused and half-closed eyes widened suddenly, and the system knew best what the stingy bag was thinking and comforted him, "Don't worry, you only need one point for a bottle."

The Peach Blossom Fairy, who looked so wealthy but was actually impoverished, breathed a sigh of relief.

Ruan Yao, who forced herself to wake up, was in a trance. When she got up from the bed, she still stumbled, her left foot mixed with her right foot and she fell onto the quilt.

The boy with delicate facial features was sleepy and his eyes were hazy. The large T-shirt was completely crooked, revealing more than half of his snow-white round shoulders. He knelt on the soft quilt with a confused face, and his long legs, which had been covered under the quilt all night, were covered with a layer of crimson. .

Seeing such a dream-provoking scene early in the morning required a very strong control for a young boy like Chen Lingyi.

Chen Lingyi clenched his back molars tightly, and his jawline was as straight and sharp as a string.

"Ruan Yao, did you do it on purpose?"

"Huh?" Ruan Yao, who was completely out of shape, tilted her head like sleepwalking, not understanding the situation.

The pampered young master just yawned lazily, and stretched out a white palm towards Chen Lingyi: "Give me the clothes."

Ruan Yao's tone was full of the usual domineering arrogance, but the ending was drawn out, lightly scratching at the tip of Chen Lingyi's heart, and then whirled away.

Chen Lingyi's eyes were dark, but due to time constraints, he couldn't do anything to him, so the veins on his forehead burst out.

He grabbed Ruan Yao's hand and pulled it in his direction. Ruan Yao's posture was unstable, so she fell onto Chu Lingyi's body.

The boy who had just woken up was covered with a reassuring warm fragrance, and when the jet-black hair brushed the side of his neck, there was a slight itchy feeling of coolness.

Ruan Yao was taken aback, and hugged Chen Lingyi with hands and feet.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Lingyi let him hold her, and said calmly, "Do you want me to change your clothes for you?"

He embraced Ruan Yao with one hand, and pressed against Ruan Yao's ear: "It's not impossible."

Ruan Yao hurriedly hugged her uniform: "You care too much!"

He didn't want to stay in the same space with this bad thing anymore, so he rushed into the bathroom with a "chuck".

"Huh?" Ruan Yao, who was in a hurry to change clothes, was surprised to find that there were some strange white marks on her pajama pants.

It seems that a long time has passed, and the whole pool of liquid presents a translucent state.

Ruan Yao didn't understand what it was for a while, and sniffed it in front of her nose in a daze.

Ruan Yao: "..."

Yue.

As for the pungent smell, no matter how innocent Ruan Yao was, she could realize what it was.

"I actually... did this kind of thing on his bed?" Ruan Yao's voice trembled.

He held up the pair of trousers in disbelief, and looked down at his clean thigh suspiciously.

Although it is normal for adolescent boys to have this situation, it would be embarrassing to sleep in the same bed as someone else!

Although the system stared at Ruan Yao all night, but due to the limitations of the world, he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only frantically signal by flashing a small red light.

He also remembered the dream he had of being entangled by a big snake, saying that the snake master Yin, could it be that he was really arrogant to such an extent?

If Chu Lingyi found out, Ruan Yao trembled, feeling that she had already foreseen her tragic ending.

After Ruan Yao changed into her uniform, she guiltily hid the pair of trousers behind her back, trying to stuff them into her bag when Chen Lingyi wasn't paying attention.

Anyway, take it back and wash it.

However, you can't hide from it, and you can't hide from it in this life.

Chen Lingyi's eyes were particularly sharp: "What's hiding behind you?"

Ruan Yao blushed, and suddenly thought of a more justifiable excuse while thinking about it, and he spoke quickly to cover up his unnaturalness: "Your pants are of good taste, I like them, how much are they, I'll take them back."

Chen Lingyi's eyes turned around in the trousers and Ruan Yao's evasive eyes with special meaning, and finally decided not to tease him, and said mercifully, "That's it, then it's fine."

He said a number casually, Ruan Yao stuffed his trousers into his schoolbag and ran away.

Ruan Yao walked away in a panic, and Chu Lingyi looked at his back and sighed with regret: "I wanted to take it for washing."

Ruan Yao's foot suddenly slipped and almost fell flat on the ground.

Chen Lingyi, just wait for me!

Ruan Yao leaned on the railing in a nonchalant manner, and made an international friendly gesture to someone in her heart.

The morning self-study time for the second year of high school is [-]:[-].

Ruan Yao had never stepped into the classroom so punctually before, and the disciplinary committee member couldn't help showing a hellish expression when standing at the door of the class.

The young master of the Ruan family sat down angrily on his seat with a pretty face.

Immediately, someone came over and graciously helped him hang up his schoolbag, and the books he needed for class had already been neatly arranged on the table.

Ruan Yao often feels that she can only rely on "bullying" her classmates to barely maintain her bully personality.

The classmate who secretly hid under the table and played with his mobile phone sometimes quietly raised his head to glance at Ruan Yao, and then quickly lowered his fingers to type like flying fingers.

——Princess Smelly Face is too cute.

——Today's princess's beauty show 【Photo】【Photo】

——Sihasha, I really want to be a beauty's licking dog!

——Just think about it before, the classmates haven’t had enough fun yet, today is also a day to help the princess with homework [Love] [Love]

The first class early in the morning was chemistry class. Wen Siyan was the head teacher, so no matter how scared the students were of chemistry, they had to bite the bullet and pretend that they were paying attention to the class.

Ruan Yao started to feel sleepy from the first second Wen Siyan spoke.

He looked around and found a great secret.

As an outstanding student representative, an invincible transfer student, Chu Lingyi, who ranked first in all subjects, was actually in a daze.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and stared at a point on the podium.

Ruan Yao followed his gaze curiously, but couldn't see anything except Wen Siyan's hand and chalk writing on the blackboard.

It seems that Ruan Yao rarely finds the protagonist's idiot villain who made a mistake, his face has an uncontrollable arc, and he plans to laugh at him for a while.

"Ruan Yao, don't be distracted."

The boy was imagining how to embarrass Chen Lingyi, when the teacher called his name unexpectedly.

The eloquent man on the podium walked up to him at some point and reminded him in a low voice to do the class exercises quickly.

Ruan Yao hurriedly picked up the pen and said "oh" twice.

"I see that you are not in a good condition today, come to my office after class later, and I have something to tell you by the way." Wen Siyan smiled softly at Ruan Yao.

Ruan Yao's eyes were full of confusion: "Okay."

Interrupted by Wen Siyan, Ruan Yao straightened her back and listened carefully to two full sections of the scriptures, which are enough for a plant to learn redox reactions, and walked swayingly after class.

Wen Siyan is the head teacher, and his office is in the innermost part of the corridor.

When Ruan Yao stood at the door and raised her hand to knock on the door, she heard several teachers chatting inside:

"Why does Teacher Wen care so much about Ruan Yao?"

"He doesn't need to pay attention, anyway, his family has paved the way for him."

"Whatever he does, we will be unlucky if we make him unhappy, hahaha."

"Just ignore it."

The corners of Ruan Yao's mouth straightened into a straight line, and he knocked on the door indifferently: "Teacher, I'm here."

There was a sudden silence in the office.

Wen Siyan sat at his desk, his gold-rimmed glasses flashed pale for a moment under the light.

"Come in." Wen Siyan laughed.

"I came to call you. Apart from feeling that you are not in a good state recently, I still want to ask for your opinion. Next week is a party between the school and other schools. Would you like to represent our school on a stage?"

Ruan Yao's grades in cultural subjects are not good, but dancing is better than others: "Yes."

Wen Siyan then let out a long breath: "That's really great, it solved a big problem."

"Teacher, when did you start growing flowers?" Ruan Yao has always been sensitive to plants. In fact, he noticed a vase on Wen Siyan's desk as soon as he entered the office.

Celadon texture, narrow bottle mouth.

A bouquet of graceful and beautiful white camellia.

Probably Wen Siyan had just been watered, and there was a drop of crystal dew rolling on the petals, refracting colorful rays of light in the sunlight.

"Oh, this." Wen Siyan smiled and let the reflection of the lens block his vision, "I think it's very beautiful recently."

"Does Ruan Yao know what the flower language of White Camellia is?"

Ruan Yao scratched her head: "I don't know." He didn't even understand his own flower language, let alone other people of the same race.

Wen Siyan was wearing a gray suit today, and Ruan Yao keenly noticed that there was a small scratch on his right hand protruding from the flat cuff.

Doing chemical experiments seems dangerous.

Ruan Yao thought in a daze.

The author has something to say:

White camellia flower language: How can you underestimate my love.