I heard that Qi Shao's family is cute and super sweet

Chapter 48 I came out with strength, please don't slander me

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It was almost eight o'clock when I arrived at school, and the preparatory bell had just rang, and the teacher was already in the classroom.

A Yao already regretted it when she walked to the door of the classroom.

This class is Chinese.

If you are late for Master Miejue's class, you will lose your skin if you don't die.

The little girl bowed her head depressed.

"Report." Ruan Ruan called out.

The girl raised her head slightly, and subconsciously straightened her back.

The Chinese teacher's eyes naturally fell on her, "Gu Yao?"

The little girl nodded.

"Late for class?" The Chinese teacher sneered, looked her up and down, looked cold, and looked over with cold eyes, "This class is standing outside."

She has always disliked students who are late like this, so going out and standing there is already showing mercy to her.

The little girl was dressed in a black and white school uniform, which made her small and exquisite. Her brown double ponytails were slightly curly, with a delicate and cute curve. Her bright eyes embedded under the slightly curly black eyelashes made her heart soft at first glance.

Hearing that she was about to go out and stand, the little Lolita yawned softly, put her schoolbag on the position as steadily as an old dog, and then waved her hand gracefully, without any embarrassment, she really went to stand obediently.

The delicate and undisciplined young man leaned against the wall, and when he heard the door opening, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at her with teasing eyes.

"Sister, is this here to be my companion?"

A Yao was so sleepy, she tilted her head in bewilderment, stared at him, and said in a soft voice, "I came out of my strength, please don't slander me."

Yan An: "..." Tsk.

Qi Qian, who was standing in the next class with her head bowed, couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard a familiar voice: "Gu Yao? You...?"

In her impression, Gu Yao has always been a good baby, and it is impossible for her to be punished to stand by the teacher.

The little girl tilted her head slowly, Qi Qian was in class one, she was in class two, and the two classes were very close to each other.

"Why were you punished to stand?" Qi Qian asked puzzled.

"Late." The girl's milk voice was full of sleepiness.

School is really hard and she wants to sleep.

Hearing this, Qi Qian touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment.

At the same time, I deeply blamed myself for not being human.

A Yao must have not slept well last night because she saved her, otherwise how could a good girl like Gu Yao be late.

"Sorry." She whispered.

This sentence is also an apology for the trouble I caused indiscriminately not long ago.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, blinked her soft almond eyes slightly, and shook her head: "It's okay."

You have money, you are a father.

What else can A Yao do?
Shouldn't he forgive her as generously as his old father?
The well-behaved and delicate girl in the black and white school uniform tilted her head, looked at the sky outside the window, her lips twitched slightly, her almond-shaped eyes curled up into a smile, and said brightly, "Sister Qi, the weather is fine today, shall we skip class together?"

Qi Qian almost didn't choke to death, and looked at her in disbelief, with a strong voice of doubt, "Skipping class? Just you?!"

A good girl, tell her to skip class?

A Yao hummed, tilted her head, pursed her lips and blinked her almond eyes, raised her bright eyes and white teeth, and asked softly, "Miss sister, do you want a date?"

Qi Qian said without hesitation, "Appointment!"

If you don't run away from class, you're a bastard!
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The two happily wandered outside all afternoon, and finally, when the sky was about to darken, A Yao dragged the reluctant Qi Qian to the bar where the accident happened yesterday.

At night, it is the time when there are the most people in the Charm Bar, and the deafening music, mixed with the singing of howling ghosts and wolves, sounds particularly irritating to the ears.

　Do you have a cute look? I feel like I’ve been on a stand-alone machine. It’s not the first time I’ve written a book, but it’s indeed the first time I’ve written this type of article. All the donors voted to reward me so much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)