her little sweet orange

Chapter 47 She, I Covered

The next day.

After the second get out of class, the familiar bell rang through the radio.

All classes are arranged in an orderly manner from the teaching building to the wide playground.

Standing behind Chen Miao, Lin Yu said quietly, "I found out that Ji Guangran was among Dina and the others."

Chen Miao leaned back: "How should I say it?"

Lin Yu looked left and right for a while, and made sure there was no teacher inspecting: "I heard from other female students that Ji Guangran's uncle is the dean, and she has the key to the dean's office—and I also found out that some days Ji Guangran and Chu Ling walked very close, do you think this is a real blow to you?"

Chen Miao curled her lips, and elbowed Cheng Huai who was on the side: "Look, they are all your rotten peach blossoms, Chu Ling, Ji Guangran, and Dina. The school is saying that our relationship is not good, They really did anything to get your attention, tsk, I really died innocently."

Cheng Huai tilted his head, pursed his lips, and looked at the bright and charming girl beside him: "I'm sorry."

Seeing that Cheng Huai was serious, Chen Miao grinned and patted Cheng Huai's shoulder: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. I did have a grudge against that Dina before, so I can't blame you all haha."

Cheng Huai looked ahead quietly without speaking.

After the "touching" majestic ambitions of the school leaders, the flag-raising ceremony finally ushered in.

Lin Yu pushed Chen Miao: "Miao Miao, it's time for you and Cheng Huai to raise the flag this week, get ready."

Chen Miao remembered it.

She turned around and nodded, tugging at Cheng Huai's sleeve: "Let's go."

Cheng Huai and Chen Miao walked around the back of the flag stand from outside the playground, waiting for the school host to announce the start of raising the red flag.

Accompanied by passionate music, only the voice of the little host sounded: "Let the flag!"

Cheng Huai and Chen Miao walked in front, and there were four junior high school students who were guarding the flag.

"Raise the flag!"

When the national anthem sounded, Chen Miao and Cheng Huai raised the national flag together. The national flag was raised to an appropriate height. Chen Miao grabbed the corner of the flag and unfolded it diagonally upward.

After stopping her arms for a moment, she quickly returned to the normal posture.

The posture is not standard.

After all, I have been responsible for the appearance of the school since I was a child, and I am familiar with raising the national flag.

When the national anthem is over, stop.

Chen Miao and Cheng Huai also stepped down.

Cheng Huai held Chen Miao tightly and walked in the opposite direction.

Chen Miao opened her eyes slightly, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Huai pursed his lips and said nothing, his pretty peach eyes quietly looked ahead, and his knuckle fingers took the microphone of the frightened little host.

Cheng Huai passed her left hand with his right hand, wrapped his arms around her soft waist, and tightly embraced Chen Miao, who was a head shorter than him.

The low hoarse magnetic voice carried a bit of coldness, and it penetrated into every corner of the school through the microphone.

And in her ears, it was very clear, and she seemed to feel the vibration of his chest, which was numb, and even her heart throbbed a little.

"Chen Miao, she, I'm covered."

The coldness in his sharp eyes pierced through his bones, and he swept across the students on the playground.

Everyone seemed to be stared at by a ferocious wolf, and a thin layer of sweat formed on their foreheads, like a light on their backs.

Chen Miao looked up, she was very close to Cheng Huai.

Very close.

If you look up from this angle, you can just see the side face of the young man. The jet-black hair hangs softly on the forehead, the straight bridge of the nose is high, and the peach blossom eyes that make people fall into it if they are not careful...

The slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, the dark and deep eyes were still cold and cold, and the corners of the mouth slightly curled into a beautiful arc.

The cold white skin seems to be glowing white under the sun's light.

The outline of the side face is clear, and the wind and spirit are absolutely clear.

She fixedly looked at the boy's side face, with a suppressed smile in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)