Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 29 God's Judgment: The Lame Duck
"Wow! It's the Zero Club!!"

"Ahhhhh!!! Master Ze, look here."

"Help me take a look, makeup makeup..."

"Feifei, my goddess, yes."

"But... that... who is being suppressed by Mrs. Ke?"

"It can't be the spy of Zero Point!"

"I look more like a prisoner..."

The Xingou students wearing uniforms stepped aside one after another, and those gossips jumped into my ears like a death talisman, making my ears itchy and unbearable.

What kind of prisoner, the words are so ugly, they won't use their imagination!Like...the imprisoned princess!
"What imprisoned princess, you can figure it out, do you think she looks like a princess?" In the crowd, a sausage mouth pointed at a small head, panting like a buffalo and accused.

"Hmph! That's right, she walks like a lame duck, she's so ugly."

Ahhhhh! ! !Enough is enough... lame duck, duck! !I immediately burned three times high, and the furious person was indeed irrational, and his whole body was full of strength.

All of a sudden, he broke free from Meng Chike's restraint, rushed to those sausage mouths who spoke without thinking, and twisted his brows into twists.

No, no, no, no...Xia Yexing, you are Lin Daiyu, sister of Daiyu, calm down.

I changed my mind, and the fist raised in the air slowly landed on the hair of the sausage mouth that exudes a strong smell of hairspray, and the corner of the mouth of "Beloved" was bent, and said with a charming smile:

"It's easy to say, I'm a freshman! I'm not qualified to be called a duck!"

I deliberately accentuated the duck, turned around 180 degrees slightly, and stood outside the mouth of the sausage with straight legs long enough to draw a diameter of more than one meter, pretending to be cute and pitiful.

"He... he's called..."

Please, is it going to be a bit too much, why does it seem... It seems that both men and women have been injured internally by me, oops... No matter, you have to do a full set of acting.

Looking at the hundreds of pairs of silly eyes at the scene, I tossed my long hair coquettishly and bowed my head slightly:

"People call... called..."

"What's your name?" I only dragged my voice on purpose, but I didn't expect everyone to ask in unison.

"Ah lah..." The corner of my mouth twitched twice with a serious feeling, the eyeball was cut into a straight line, and the eyeball slid twice, I despised myself fiercely.

"Have you played enough?" Sweating coldly, the always simple voice behind me made me feel like I was in the North Pole, and I could already imagine Meng Chike's dangerous bright red at this time.

(End of this chapter)