Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 153 Don't be too happy!

Mo Hanxuan gently pulled her hair out: "What are you blaming me for? You threw me down and kissed me!"

The warm breath sprayed on Tang Qianxia's neck, which was a little itchy. Tang Qianxia shrank her neck, and her heart skipped a beat.

The image of herself accidentally throwing Mo Hanxuan down flashed before her eyes. It was true that she kissed him, but she just touched the corner of his mouth.

Tang Qianxia pursed her lips in embarrassment, pretending to be justified: "Who... who told you to snatch my earphones?!"

"Then you will kiss my young master?" Mo Hanxuan leaned in front of her and whispered in her ear softly.

Tang Qianxia's heart was beating wildly.

Mo Hanxuan's voice is so suave!

Tang Qianxia pushed him away and pouted shyly to explain: "I told you it wasn't intentional!"

Who knew that Mo Hanxuan raised his lips evilly: "Is that intentional?"

Tang Qianxia's face turned redder now.

Mo Hanxuan must have teased her on purpose!
"no!"

"If not, why are you blushing?" Mo Hanxuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her chubby face, his eyes were full of doting.

"Hmph, who said I'm blushing? I'm just angry!"

"Oh."

"Hurry up and return the earphones to me." Tang Qianxia reached out to him again and asked him to take the earphones.

Mo Hanxuan directly took out the earphones and handed them to her. Just as Tang Qianxia wanted to take them, Mo Hanxuan cunningly put them back.

Tang Qianxia was angry: "Will you give it to me?!"

Mo Hanxuan raised his chin: "It's fine for me to return it to you, you have to be responsible to me first."

"Responsible for what?"

"Okay, Tang Qianxia, ​​have you learned how to renege on debts now?"

"What account?"

"You kissed me just now, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

Tang Qianxia was speechless, why didn't Mo Hanxuan open which pot and which pot did he lift?

"I just bumped into it by accident, and I didn't kiss you... on the mouth..." Tang Qianxia lowered her head in embarrassment.

There was a glint of black belly in Mo Hanxuan's eyes.

"Oh, but Grandpa has seen it, how do you ask Master Ben to explain it?"

Tang Qianxia looked up at him.

"Or, how about this, you let the young master kiss me back and we'll be even."

"..."

How could there be such a shameless guy? !
"Mo Hanxuan, are you mentally ill?"

"It's a little sick, but...you will be my young master's woman sooner or later, so what if you kiss me? Huh?"

"..."

Tang Qianxia ignored him and stood up, pretending nothing happened.

Tang Qianxia ran to the stairs angrily, really didn't want to stay with him for a minute.

Looking at Tang Qianxia's fleeing back, Mo Hanxuan raised his lips and smiled, and he took the earphones and put them on.

Listening to the music Tang Qianxia listened to.

Tang Qianxia ran back to the room, locked the door, turned on the computer and turned on the music. She didn't know what she was going to sing. The simple singing didn't show her strength, but it was too difficult and a bit...

Tang Qianxia scratched her head irritably and finally chose a more lyrical song.

It's Friday in a blink of an eye.

As soon as Tang Qianxia reached the classroom, she was blocked by Sun Tongxi.

Tang Qianxia looked helpless: "Please let me go."

Sun Yimo hugged her hands and remained unmoved.

She looked at Tang Qianxia's clean face with shame and arrogance: "I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible before the election starts, or you will lose face when the time comes."

"Thank you for your kind reminder, but you may not be the one who will be ashamed." Tang Qianxia raised her lips and smiled innocently at her.

Sun Yimo's side hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and her long nails dug deep into her flesh.

She bit her lip and stared at Tang Qianxia: "Really? If you beat me, I will take your surname Tang Qianxia!"

"Okay, then you have to do what you say!" Tang Qianxia patted her on the shoulder and walked in directly.

She came over to make fun of herself before the game even started, Tang Qianxia shook her head helplessly.

Sun Yimo turned her head to look at Tang Qianxia, ​​then angrily turned and went back to the classroom.

She won't lose to Tang Qianxia!

It's election time.

Zhao Yuying stepped on the high-heeled shoes and walked up to the podium and glanced at the people in the classroom: "Today, our class will choose one of Tang Qianxia and Sun Yimo to represent our class to the party. For the sake of fairness, everyone It’s all about fair and just voting.”

The people in the audience looked at each other and discussed who would win.

"Sun Yimo will win!"

"Me too! How could Tang Qianxia win our Yimo?!"

"That's right, I guess classmate Yi Mo wins!"

……

Are these people so eager to draw conclusions before the campaign even started?

Tang Qianxia twitched her lips speechlessly.

Obviously most people in the class support Sun Yimo, only a small number of students support Tang Qianxia.

Sun Yimo glanced at Tang Qianxia triumphantly with sideways eyes. I am afraid that Tang Qianxia had already lost before the game started. With so many people supporting her, even if it was not the one who won, it would only be her, Sun Yimo, not her. Tang Qianxia!
"I don't think there is any need to compare, Tang Qianxia must have lost badly."

"I also think that our Yi Mo is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"If she lost face in the competition, she might as well quit without having to."

Some people even said to tell Tang Qianxia not to compare.

Tang Qianxia was speechless, these people must have underestimated her, right?

"Oh, hasn't the campaign started yet? Everyone stop talking nonsense, I believe Qianxia should perform better than me."

Sun Yimo pretended to be considerate and helped Tang Qianxia speak.

It made everyone stand in line.

"Oh, classmate Yi Mo is so understanding."

"Yes, you have to work hard."

"We believe in you!"

Tang Qianxia unscrewed the bottle cap and drank some water to moisten her throat.

She really wanted to chuckle.

"Okay, the campaign can begin." Zhao Yuying patted the table.

The classroom fell silent.

"Student Sun Yimo and Tang Qianxia are invited to come to the stage to draw the order of election."

Tang Qianxia stood up and walked onto the stage.

Sun Yimo looked at Tang Qianxia confidently: "I have accepted."

Tang Qianxia smiled without saying a word.

"Two students draw a ball from here, and the one who draws one will start the performance first."

Neither Sun Yimo nor Tang Qianxia was humble enough to touch the ball directly.

Sun Yimo took a look at her own ball, and sure enough she got the 'one' that she wished for.

"I am number one." Just let Tang Qianxia see how strong she is!

After all, she glanced sideways at Tang Qianxia with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

She just asked Tang Qianxia to look at her, so that she would know how unbearable she was, and this would just hit her confidence, and let her see who was the one who had the last laugh.

(End of this chapter)