Sylvie and Her New Owner

Looking at her concerned expression as she walked over quickly with brown sugar water, she shouldn't be the cold type.

The students in Class [-] wondered why each of them treats other classes as their own. If they accidentally enter the wrong class, they will die of embarrassment, and they will be laughed at for a year if they sit in the wrong seat.

Hill sat on his seat and looked at the door subconsciously—very well, Si Kongqing still didn't come, otherwise he couldn't explain clearly.

"Here for you," Mo Xue put the cup on Hill's table, "I heard that you...are in pain..."

"You don't need to say it, really," Hill covered his face, "I already have it, you see."

She brought up Si Kongqing's thermos and spread her hands, "Thank you anyway, by the way, how do you know I'm in pain...then what?"

Mo Xue was silent.

After a while, she took out her mobile phone and said, "I added a fan group of your school."

Hill was startled, and wanted to get closer to see who was the group leader, but Mo Xue quickly took him back.

"In the group... there are many people in your class who say you are not feeling well."

Mo Xue explained concisely.

Hill held the cup and swallowed: "This group is all from our school?"

She seems to have seen 800 people online just now, the group name is also called "Sikongxi's Husband", and the group portrait is her wedding poster posted by the service department at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Mo Xue nodded.

- It's over.

Hill slumped on the table in despair.

The whole school knew that she had dysmenorrhea.

Mo Xue left, leaving brown sugar water behind. Hill hadn't finished the last glass, and looking at this glass, his stomach felt a little bloated.

Half price for the second cup?

The class bell rang, but she lost her mind to attend the class.With so many people peeping into her life, she now looks like a spy to everyone.No, she had to get into that group, and only by knowing herself and the enemy could she win all battles.

She secretly took out her mobile phone, thinking that luckily she spotted the group name.

"Sikong Xi's husband".

If she knew who the group leader was, she would definitely find out and beat her up.

She operated on the table and found the group, but was prompted that "this group can only be invited by the group owner".

What a group!

The group announcement reads, "This group is the Sikong Xi fan group, support Sikong Xi, and welcome all alumni to eat porridge."If you want to join the group, please add the group owner first. The real-name system is adopted in the group to facilitate communication among alumni.This group will be engaged in voluntary reporting guides, graduation job recommendations, and internships in world-renowned companies during the summer vacation. There are senior graduates from famous schools giving advice, and excellent teachers of various subjects answering questions.As long as you support Sikong Xi, we will be with you. 』

Hill: "..."

This is not like a fan group!It's obviously an alumni exchange meeting, right?There is still a teacher in it? !

She couldn't imagine the scene where her classmates and the class teacher discussed her happily together.

The obvious benefits in the group announcement are clearly to lure people into the group.If she was an ordinary student, she would definitely join. With multiple friends and multiple paths, who wouldn't want to have more security in the future?Not to mention those alumni who graduated from the university.

The group owner is obviously a trumpet, not to mention that there is no real name system, and there is also a svip to quickly upgrade.She clicked to add friends, and four questions popped up.

Name, class, gender, student number.

Use someone else's?But she doesn't know other people's student numbers, and she is still in class.

Hill hesitated and filled in his information.

ten minutes later.

"The other party rejected your friend request"

"Fuck."

She cursed softly.

She gave up.

Actually nothing, right?It was just an alumni group with the name of a fan group, maybe it was set up like this because the group owner had a good impression of her. Generally speaking, it seemed useless for her to get involved.

The other party rejected her friend application, which means that the other party not only refuses to pull her into the group, but also doesn't care about her friend status-the other party has a crush on her, and this is just a trumpet, which means... the large account of the group leader There is a high probability that she has friends.

Moreover, he was able to invite so many university seniors, elite teachers and business related personnel... so capable...

Ok.

She suddenly guessed who the group leader was.

She added friends again, and this time changed the answers to the questions to "Shousi Kongqing", "Pull me into the group", "GKD", "GKD".

"You are already friends, let's chat now!" 』

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After Si Kongqing put the phone on the table to hide the pile of books, he glanced at the teacher on the podium, and then started chatting with peace of mind.

The ID of her group leader's account is obtained very casually, called "Lotus Pond Moonlight", not like a young and beautiful girl, but more like a [-]-year-old aunt.

Moonlight in the lotus pond: yes.

Hill sent a small angry expression, but felt that it was not enough, and sent a few bloody kitchen knives and skulls.

Moonlight in the lotus pond: That group has nothing.

Want to cover it up!

Hill: Then you pull me in!

Moonlight in the lotus pond: Another day.

Hill:? !

I just don't want to pull her!

Sikong Qing smiled. Although the group was an alumni exchange group, it was also filled with a large number of real fans. She often got some news about Hill in her class from here, and she also regarded this group as a backup job for Hill in the future. In the future, any talent needs can be selected from here.

Moonlight in the lotus pond: My mother’s client brought a few boxes of macarons from France and sent them to the school for you to try after class.

The topic was quickly taken awry. Although Hill didn't know what a macaron was, he felt that he couldn't lose face in front of Si Kongqing, so he replied:

"Oh."

Although he had the idea that "the Jiaqun business is not over yet", after class, Hill still ran over in a hurry.

Si Kongqing stood at the door of the classroom, holding a big box in his hand, smiled at her, turned and entered the stairwell.

Hill followed and looked at the box. It was big and flat, like a pizza box. When Si Kongqing opened it to her, she realized that it contained biscuits.

Colorful and cheap looking.

"Eat." Si Kongqing held the box and picked up a piece, "Would you like me to feed you?"

Hill looked behind, but no one came. After some ideological struggle, she stood still, pouted and said:

"Feed it if you want."

Sikong smiled: "I want to say hello, come on, open your mouth."

She opened her lips.

The smooth pink biscuit was stuffed into the mouth, along with delicate fingertips and soft fingertips - she probably knew the reason why Si Kongqing wanted to go to a place where no one was around to eat it.

The sweetness of almonds and chocolate remained between his teeth, and Hill looked at the box unsatisfied.Si Kongqing pulled out his finger, as if he was happy because he made Hill feel satisfied:

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious," Hill replied honestly, "but you won't be afraid of being seen and called stingy by your classmates if you hide here."

The corners of Sikong Qing's lips curled up into a beautiful arc, and he picked up another piece: "If you don't give it to others, I will feed it to you."

The words were a bit ambiguous, Hill took a bite of the biscuit, and silently accepted Si Kongqing's hand that started to fumble around her waist.

Hugging between lovers...is normal.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Hill asked vaguely with a biscuit in his mouth.

Sikong Qing said softly: "Macarons are known as 'girl's crisp breasts'."

Hill:?

Si Kongqing added: "We'll eat when we go home."

Hill understood, his face flushed red, his hands crossed his arms, and he became angry with embarrassment: "Don't even think about it!"

One side is a fake girl's breasts, and the other is a real girl's breasts.

Si Kongqing wanted it all.

"Is it your turn to feed me tonight?"

"Go to hell!"

Finally, Hill returned to the classroom with a box of leftover macarons.

She was already eye-catching, let alone holding a big box.The students gathered around one after another, took one away, and did not forget to say thank you to her and send it to Moments.

"Wow, this one seems to be brought from Paris," a girl exclaimed, "Isn't it expensive?"

A group of boys who were eating biscuits were taken aback for a moment. They thought it was just a few dozen yuan of biscuits, which were just a little fancy. They tasted it carefully, eh, it was really good.

It is inevitable that you will feel embarrassed if you eat something so expensive from others.

"Eat whatever you want." Although it hurts a bit, Sikong Xi is also a person who cares about face, "It's not very expensive."

She seemed to be pretending to be cowardly.

Before class, the cookies in the box were reduced one by one.

Girl's breasts?

The French are so romantic.

She lowered her head subconsciously, the ups and downs of her chest were thick and slender, and compared with the flat chest, she lacked the youthful charm of a girl, and her big breasts lacked the beauty of harmony in dressing. Her appearance was just right and beautiful.

"Go home and eat."