Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 3

The boy's silver hair fluttered in the breeze, and his narrow eyes were full of mockery. As soon as he lifted the skateboard, it fell into his hands. He walked up to Long Tingting, looked him up and down, and haha Laughed out loud.

There is irony in the laughter, which is obvious.

"Long Qianyao, you—"

Long Tingting touched the red and swollen corner of her mouth from the beating, and hissed, it really hurts so fucking badly!

But the pain in the body doesn't matter, it's really embarrassing for Long Qianyao, a deadly enemy, to see this.

Long Qianyao took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Long Tingting's dazed look. He threw the skateboard on the ground and stepped on it. She quickly dodged it.

"New classmate, I support you!" r
Looking at the hand that was quickly dodged away, he lost.

His eyes flashed, and the eyes he looked at Roland became meaningful, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he raised his hand, the skateboard in his hand fell to the ground, and the elegant figure walked away.

Seeing his smile, Roland was a little puzzled, and some ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, but she immediately put it behind him.

She looked indifferently at the man lying and sitting on the ground crying, threw her backpack back, and walked straight forward.

Long Tingting gritted her teeth and looked at her calmly leaving back, but she didn't dare to yell. After being beaten once, she didn't dare to say anything. She didn't owe a beating. What.

It's just that that bastard Long Qianyao took her photo, what if His Highness Xi Yan sees that ugly photo! !

She thumped the ground a few times in frustration.

Because this incident happened not far from the gate of the campus, even though it was foggy, there were still people coming and going, and it still attracted many people to stop.

"drive--"

An Moran withdrew her gaze from the car window, and asked the driver to drive in a deep voice.

The eyes under the black-framed glasses are full of interest, and the thin lips also slightly outline a beautiful arc.

It seems that the lifeless Shengge is about to become hot-blooded again...

Roland transferred from Yinglan Noble Academy and continued to study languages. Apart from Taekwondo, she prefers all kinds of languages. Now she has learned English in school, and she has taught herself law, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, etc. She really loves it. I really like the pronunciation of various languages.

As he walked to the building where he was studying, the sun also broke through the thick fog and shot out brilliant rays of light.

When she walked into her own classroom, she instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The air was oppressive and suffocating. Since her mother passed away, her nerves seemed to have become thinner, and she had become more and more sensitive.

There are all kinds of men and women in the classroom.

However, the only thing they have in common is that they all have malicious expressions on their faces, and everyone looks at her with sharp eyes like a knife, slashing at her every now and then.

Roland just stood still.

Looking at everything in front of her lightly, a cold light shone in her dark eyes, and her clenched hands slowly penetrated into her mood, which was actually not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

She just came here today, and encountered such things one after another. Although Shengge is an academy famous for its military power, it is impossible for her to encounter such things on the first day of her arrival.

(End of this chapter)