The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 42 Aristocratic School Little Poor (5)

  Su Qinghuan didn't expect Ling Yihan to hate people from the police station so much, and even drag her to run with her regardless of her cleanliness.

  They are victims, why hide?

  Su Qinghuan could not figure out the reason, but seeing that Ling Yihan looked obviously unhappy, she also quickened her pace without deliberately dragging her back.

  ...

  This figure is too fat, and it is not easy to walk through this narrow alley. Su Qinghuan was fine at first, but later felt like a giant rice dumpling being dragged by people, and she couldn't breathe all the way.

  When the two people ran for about ten minutes, they finally got rid of the people chasing behind them.

  Ling Yihan quickly let go of the girl's arm, he frowned and stared at the hand he had previously pulled, showing a clear disgust in his expression.

  Su Qinghuan was panting and leaning on the wall. Seeing the boy’s obsessive-compulsive disorder, he immediately teased.

   "Are you as it is? Don't you just pulled my hand, you look like you want to chop off your arm."

  "..."

  The young man looked at her vaguely, his delicate eyebrows were full of indifference.

   "You are very noisy."

  Su Qinghuan smiled indifferently, took out the previous pack of handkerchief paper and handed it to him.

   "Okay, I'm noisy, why don't you be as calm and elegant as the schoolmaster? If you really dislike the hand that just touched me, just wipe it with a tissue."

  When Su Qinghuan touched his thoughts, the boy's eyes became darker and darker, as if no light could penetrate.

  It is rare for him to seriously look at the XXL school uniform on Su Qinghuan.

  "Are you also a student of Xingchen High School?"

  "..."

  The little fox was taken aback when he heard the words.

  Since the teaching director spoke under the national flag, the original owner’s name is now well-known throughout the school, and Ling Yihan is still Gu Feifan’s friend. Would he not know these rumors at all?

  ...

  The girl thought for two seconds, and a touch of self-deprecating appeared on her chubby face.

   "My name is Su Qinghuan, and I am a student in Class C. Some time ago, because of your brother's concern about extraordinary things, I was considered notorious in the stars."

  Ling Yihan looked at her calmly, his eyes condensed slightly.

"Oh it's you."

  In the past few days, there has been a lot of rumors in the school that there was a fat and ugly girl who was chasing Feihua. Ling Yihan vaguely knew about this, but had never been interested in it.

  ...

  Su Qinghuan looked at Ling Yihan's indifferent expression, and guessed that he must have no idea what Gu Feifei was betting on chasing Bai Xiaoxiao.

  The little fox asked tentatively.

  "You are Gu Feifan’s friend, do you think I’m a toad-you want to eat swan meat?"

  Ling Yihan looked at Su Qinghuan sideways, and saw the mediocre and fatty girl staring at him scorchingly, her apricot eyes were unexpectedly clear, with a hint of stubbornness.

  He couldn't help but think of the weeds growing on the cliff, maybe not as beautiful as the flowers carefully cultivated in the greenhouse, but the majestic vitality is unmatched by the greenhouse flowers.

  ...

   "That is your own business, it has nothing to do with me."

  Ling Yihan's thin lips pressed slightly, showing a bit of indifference.

  He and Gu Feifei have been in the same school since childhood, and the two are family friends. They have a good relationship, but because of Bai Xiaoxiao, they are not as close as they used to be.

  Ling Yihan has always known that Gu Feifei likes Bai Xiaoxiao. For the women his brother likes, Ling Yihan stays away from him. He is indifferent to Bai Xiaoxiao, but the other party has to stick to it, which is really disgusting.

  ...

   Thinking of this, the wrinkles between the boy's eyebrows deepened.

   Su Qinghuan noticed Ling Yihan's distraction, and waved at him cheeky.

  "Hey, if my pursuit of Gu Feifan has nothing to do with you, then if I pursue you, is it related to you?"

  "..."

  Ling Yihan glanced at Su Qinghuan with the look of snake essence.

  "Treat early if you are sick."

  Ling Yihan only thinks that Su Qinghuan is a superficial face control, and there are not too many girls who like him and Gu Feihua at the same time in the school, who makes this an era of looking at faces.

  Throwing aside these words, the boy quickly walked towards the school, alienated and indifferent from his back.

  ...

  Su Qinghuan gritted her teeth and followed, the fat girl quickly stopped in front of him.

   "You are not allowed to go!"

  She didn't care about her image, she almost swept her eyes and nose and all her tears came out, her face was extremely embarrassed, only her eyes were astonishingly bright.

   "Ling Yihan! I will be your girlfriend!"

   "I will become beautiful and excellent, so that all people who look down on me will dig their eyes!"

  ...

  If it weren’t for Su Qinghuan’s kicking the punk fruit knife for him today, Ling Yihan would owe her a favor, and I’m afraid he wouldn’t stand here and listen to these nonsense.

   "You are really noisy."

  The thin lips of the young man lifted slightly, his voice is always cold, and there is no meaning of disgust or love.

  "You wanted to pursue me because you were rejected by Gu Feihua?"

  ...

  The teenager thought that Su Qinghuan would deny it because there are too many duplicity people in this age.

  Unexpectedly, the girl in front of her nodded dullly and did not hide her thoughts at all.

   "Forget it, I'm looking for a guy who is better and more handsome than him. After all, you are the only one in Xingchen High School."

  The girl looked at him too brightly, and Ling Yihan didn't know why she felt uncomfortable.

  "..."

  A very utilitarian answer, but better than a false lie.

  Ling Yihan suddenly felt that Su Qinghuan was a little bit interesting. Most people in this world wear masks, and this little fat man in front of him is rare to be real.

   "Why do you think I will promise you?"

  Su Qinghuan made a fist with a firm expression.

   "I will prove it to you, I am absolutely worthy of you!"

  "..."

  It is very cheap to make promises in this era, and Ling Yihan will not be moved by such silly words. He retracted his gaze and continued to stride forward.

  Su Qinghuan hurriedly caught up again.

   "I know you don't believe me, can we be friends first?"

   "I never make friends with the weak."

  The boy’s voice is cold.

   "I will get the first place in the school! It proves that I am not worse than you."

  This guarantee, rushed straight into the sky.

  ...

  First in the school?

  Do you want to test him?

  However, he is almost graduating from high school, and no one has ever shaken Ling Yihan's throne as the number one in grade.

  The teenager only felt that Su Qinghuan was writing a blank check. When he walked to the gate of the school, he signed the letter in the guard room, and the two went back to the class.

  Ling Yihan looked back at the girl’s chubby figure, turned on the phone, and checked Su Qinghuan’s monthly test results.

  In the past six months, it was worse than once, dropping from 30th grade to 100%.

  It is rare for Ling Yihan to have such a deep impression on a person, but after checking the results, his eyes became more and more cold.

  —Sure enough, I am making a promise.

  ...

  Just after the school lunch break, the class bell hasn’t sounded yet.

  Su Qinghuan walked to the door of Class C. The original lively classroom was suddenly quiet, and many people looked at her with a weird smile while whispering.

  At this moment, a girl with an exceptionally beautiful appearance came over with a very caring expression.

   "Qinghuan, where did you go this morning? I didn't even hear your request for leave."

  (End of this chapter)