The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

With a slight smile and drooping eyes, she kneaded the leaves in her hands into a ball, and tossed them lightly and accurately into the trash can beside the boulevard.

Mu Changying walked briskly towards class one.

She gently pushed open the classroom door, and the originally noisy classroom was silent for a few seconds before a heated discussion erupted.

Damn, lean... When did our class have such a beautiful little fairy?

That little face is so white and tender, I really want to squeeze it and kiss it!

Look at your frustration, get out of here! This little fairy is mine and no one will try to snatch it away.

Xianxian, look quickly, this little sister is the one we met downstairs just now!

Oh my god, it's really her! Is she a transfer student? She looks so small.

A group of schoolmasters turned into aunts in the vegetable market, their voices almost knocked off the roof.

Sitting on the seat with her eyes closed, Gu Qingyun slightly frowned, opened her eyes and looked towards the door of the classroom.

The delicate little girl is wearing a fresh school uniform.

She wears playful double ponytails and a pair of low Martin boots on her feet.

The small face is full of collagen without makeup, and the eyes are clear and pure, as pure as an elf walking out of a fairy tale.

Snapped--

Lu Qingyun's face panicked as if she had seen a ghost, and she pushed the water glass on the table to the ground with a push.

Why...why is it so similar...no...it's exactly the same!

What's wrong with you? You have such a bad complexion, don't you feel jealous when you see a beautiful girl?

This little fairy is covered by me, Fu Zixian, don't make any crooked ideas!

The girl standing on the side folded her arms around her chest, staring at Gu Qingyun coldly, with a strong warning written all over her small face.

I... I'm just a little uncomfortable.

Lu Qingyun smiled softly, and knelt down to pick up the glass shards on the ground.

At this time, a pair of Martin boots came into view, and the sight moved up to the pair of dazzlingly white long legs.

Mu Changying looked down at Gu Qingyun condescendingly, the corners of his mouth raised into a flowery smile.

Student, let me pick it up for you.

Thank you, but no... no, I can do it myself.

She didn't ignore it, but squatted down and picked up the piece of glass closest to Gu Qingyun.

The moment she passed by, Mu Changying's delicate lips parted slightly, and she murmured in a low voice.

Chunhua, I crawled out of hell to find you, are you happy?

After she finished speaking, she stood up, holding a shard of glass in her slender green fingers.

The sunlight outside the window refracted in and shone on it, exuding a faint cold light that made one's heart suddenly cold.

Thank you... thank you.

Lu Qingyun's face was as pale as thin paper, and waves of turbulence arose in her heart.

She couldn't tell whether it was the same hallucination as last time or the resurrection of the dead.

Mu Changying raised her eyebrows lightly, resting her chin with one hand, and said in a vague way, You don't have to thank me so early...

Because, these are all things that require you to pay the price.

Tch, the tone is so dry, if you don't know it, you might think someone forced you to say it.

Fu Zixian rolled her eyes in displeasure. Even though she had been with this woman for a year, she still couldn't like it.

The real daughter of the Gu family exudes the aura of a high-end white lotus all over her body.

It's not just a matter of a day or two that Miss Fu can't get used to Gu Er, and the girls in the class are no strangers to it.

Girls can selectively ignore or even applaud secretly, but boys can't tolerate the goddess being bullied.

Fu Zixian, be careful what you say, don't think that the young master is afraid to beat you.

I think you are just jealous that you are not as good as Goddess Gu, that's why you pick things up all day long!

As the saying goes, ugly people do more strange things, and there is still truth to this saying.