The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

Chapter 416: The Devil's Prisoner Bird (27)

Chapter 416 The Devil’s Prisoner Bird (27)

Hearing the cold and sweet voice, Su Qinghuan was confused for a moment. As soon as she raised her head, an upside-down face of sentient beings was reflected in her sight.

The other party's long body jade stood in front of her, his expression was faint, and there was a cold cedar scent like Ji Ran himself, the breath pierced into the human lungs like a thread.

Su Qinghuan knew that it was because Ji Ran took the initiative to stand beside her, and also bowed his head to stare at her. Although Fu Siling was not far away in a position like Ji Ran, he could not smell it at all.

Su Qinghuan has an inexplicable sense of swelling in her heart.

——The goddess loved by scumbags. Anyhow, she is more willing to contact herself, but keeps her away from others.

Although Su Qinghuan didn't know what was so proud of, but when Ji Ran called herself Susu, Su Qinghuan found that she seemed not as weird as she had originally imagined.

……

Su Qinghuan raised her hand gently and coughed a little embarrassedly.

"Student Ji Ran, is this too hasty..."

"Don't rush, your grades are better than me, just help me."

Ji Ran’s righteous words.

In fact, Class A does not arrange seats completely according to grades, and I don’t know what the head teacher thinks. Although the original master’s grades are still excellent, there is still a distance from the master Fu Siling.

Of course, the book "Master Devil's Humble Maid" is definitely to arrange the male and female protagonists together.

Su Qinghuan saw Ji Ran staring at herself with a smile, watching Ji Ranqing’s cold and enchanting amber pupils only reflect his own figure, Su Qinghuan’s heart beat uncomfortably.

It is strange to say that coldness and charm are completely opposite words.

But when it was put on Ji Ran, it didn't violate the slightest.

Maybe she herself is some kind of strange pronoun.

Because Ji Ran's whole body is a mixture of complicated vocabulary such as illness, loneliness, and so on.

……

Perhaps because Su Qinghuan did not agree for a long time, Ji Ran directly stretched out her hand, her hand is slender and white, and when the joints are slightly curved, she has a wonderful arc like a pianist.

Ji Ran reached out and nodded Su Qinghuan’s forehead.

"That's it, Su Su, I will apply to the class teacher when the class teacher comes over."

If you change to someone else, you will definitely not dare to say that you can get what you want.

But who is Ji Ran.

As the granddaughter of Mr. Ji's favorite, the teacher of Chen'an High School has nothing but pity and love for her.

Such a beauty with a noble background and congenital diseases, it was too late for them to hold it in their palms.

This is why Ji Ran misses class if she wants to miss class, and attends class if she wants to go to class.

So that some people would start to wonder whether Ji Ran’s 60-point score was given to Ji Ran by his class teacher and substitute teachers.

Otherwise, how could someone be so coincidental that in addition to special test papers such as language, Ji Ran can test on the score line of 60 for every subject?

And Ji Ran has a very famous thing, that is, if she takes a Chinese exam, she never writes.

The 800-character composition can be described as a place where countless students struggle, but Ji Ran is arrogant and willful, but everyone can't help her.

……

Fu Siling saw Ji Ran stretch out his hand over Su Qinghuan’s nose. For a moment, Fu Siling almost suspected that there was something abnormal between the two girls.

Fu Siling had a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Even if she doesn't like Su Qinghuan, the village girl, but Su Qinghuan is used to entertain him in this way, and he does not have his own existence in his eyes, which is really extra uncomfortable.

Fu Siling's eyes were stained with coldness like icy edges.

"Two of you, have you all forgotten completely? I am the one who Su Qinghuan is at the same table."

Ji Ran seems to have only noticed the existence of Fu Siling now.

Ji Ran glanced at Fu Siling, her smile when she looked at Su Qinghuan instantly closed, her eyes were a kind of indifference and indifference that overlooked everything.

"Student Fu, you are already ranked first in the class. You shouldn’t need to ask Susu for your homework. I don’t think you two are too familiar with each other, not even friends. I and Susu Is it more appropriate to be at the same table?"

Fu Siling became more and more uncomfortable when he heard Ji Ran take a mouthful of Susu.

Surrounding the world, Fu Siling's face was darkened to the bottom of the pot, thinking that Fu Siling was jealous of Su Qinghuan's ability to take the school's attention.

But Fu Siling looked sharp.

"Ji Ran, it's in the third year of high school. If you need tutoring, it may not be good to delay Su Qinghuan's spare time. Why don't you ask a tutor to come more simply?"

"You can't worry, Susu and I are now roommates next door. The two of us are already very close. I believe Susu won't mind taking time to tutor me."

Ji Ran has a light look on his face, but a touch of provocation is hidden in his amber eyes.

For a moment, Fu Siling almost doubted whether this school girl liked women.

Fu Siling frowned.

"Su Qinghuan, what do you think?"

Two people kicked the ball to oneself at the same time.

Su Qinghuan is a bit embarrassing and spiritual.

And the surrounding students are even more envious and jealous.

Who would have thought that an ordinary Su Qinghuan could one day be scrambled to be at the same table by the school flowers and school grass?

If you follow the stage of the idol drama, it should be the school flower and the school grass together. But looking at the appearance of Fu Siling and Ji Ran, the smell of gunpowder is strong, but there is no feeling of admiration at all.

……

Su Qinghuan hesitated for half a second.

Of course she didn’t want to sit with Fu Siling.

Just after knowing the true face of Ji Ran, I saw that the woman had the guts to kill the person who touched the porcelain. To be honest, Su Qinghuan still felt that Ji Ran’s mental illness was completely beyond the scope of normal people’s understanding.

"I... can I choose neither?"

"no!"

Ji Ran and Fu Siling spoke almost in unison.

Ji Ran glanced at Fu Siling in disgust.

She stared at Su Qinghuan with enthusiasm.

The beautifully skinned Ji Ran bowed her head, her eyes pressed a rare sullen expression, and the danger in it was self-evident.

"Susu, don't you want to sit with me?"

"……"

"She had said that she didn't want to choose either, didn't she just want to sit with you?"

Fu Siling made a mockery.

But Ji Ran just shook his head coldly.

"To shut up."