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Xia Xinyu threw herself on his legs, waving her white-socked feet coquettishly. She knew she couldn't grab him, so she wanted to play the emotional card and said coquettishly: "Look at this, I will be shy. Please be considerate." As for me, after all, everyone wants to look the best in front of their partner."

"Okay Xinbao, there's really no need to be shy. After seeing every bit of the past, I will only love you more."

With that said, Chen Yuan gently rubbed Xia Xinyu, who was lying on top of him and wearing jeans, with his hands.

"Ah... disgusting." Xia Xinyu could only sigh and was forced to bear it, and then said leisurely, "In this case, please rub your waist for me. My butt is not sore."

"Okay."

Moving his hand three inches upward, Chen Yuan began to rub Xia Xinyu's waist to relieve her from the fatigue caused by studying for too long.

Xia Xinyu turned her head slightly, looked at the smiling Chen Yuan, and asked warily: "Are you still watching?"

In response, Chen Yuan said generously: "No, I am sending a message."

.........

"I really don't want to go back to school."

Sunday, afternoon.

He Sijiao, who was eating snacks outside, sighed sadly.

"Jiao, can you be sweet for me?" Zhou Yu suddenly asked with a smile.

In this regard, He Sijiao was particularly disdainful and said: "Don't say such stupid things, don't even think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female voice came from Zhou Yu's cell phone: "No, I want to go with you!"

As soon as the voice message finished playing, He Sijiao suddenly held the phone, then grabbed Zhou Yu's collar and stared at him with red cheeks: "Swallow the phone!"

Chapter 290: The Saints of Famous Families Arrive at the Demon Sect

All schools' New Year's Day parties are in the afternoon.

In the morning of that day, classes continued naturally.

Some schools even delayed their afternoon classes because of the New Year's Day party. They wanted to make up for the missed classes in the afternoon after the party.

You think so, Si Zi?

Class 1 of No. 4 Middle School, a class filled with all the four masters of the Gold Label.

In the fourth class in the morning, everyone was actually a little distracted.

So after halfway through the class, the English teacher asked the students to do their own questions.

While He Xuan was doing the questions, the girl at the table beside her poked her arm with a pen and whispered: "Xuan, are you ready for the New Year's Day party in the afternoon?"

"why?"

He Xuan asked calmly without raising her head.

"Isn't your father the principal of No. 11 Middle School?" The classmate asked with great interest, "Didn't he ask you to go back to his school to watch the party?"

Many people know that He Xuan is the daughter of the principal of No. 11 Middle School, but she did not say it herself.

The reason why this identity was exposed was mainly because some leaders of the school were friends with the principal of No. 11 Middle School and often greeted her with a smile, so everyone was guessing which leader's child she was. After digging deeper, this identity naturally surfaced.

Then, everyone asked puzzledly, since your father is the principal of No.11 Middle School, why don't you go to No.11 Middle School?

He Xuan knew what answers these people wanted to hear.

It's just that the Fourth Middle School and the Eleventh Middle School are not at the same level of schools. Of course, you have to choose a better one.

Those teacher leaders will also ask this question, and the answer they want is still this.

This became a topic of conversation at a dinner table and reception: Although the principal of No. 11 Middle School often rubs against our school, he still knows from the bottom of his heart that he can't compete with her. Otherwise, why would he send his daughter to No. 4 Middle School?

She understands it all.

However, she won't give them the answer they want.

They won't be given the chance to tease Lao He either.

So the unified reply is: No. 4 Middle School is close to home.

Then some interested people asked, if the No.11 Middle School is close to home, should I go to the No.11 Middle School?

um, yes.

"He didn't say this, and he probably didn't want me to skip class." He Xuan replied.

"Hey, our No. 4 Middle School party is so hot. I want to get some credit from you and go to the No. 11 Middle School party to watch the party." Then the girl sighed.

"Why?" He Xuan smiled.

"I heard from my classmate in the 11th Middle School that she participated in this year's audition. The show was very interesting. Moreover, there were many handsome guys." When talking about this and thinking about her own school, the girl felt her hormones burst out for her. It was a pity, "Thinking about our school, even the male host has to choose a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes with a Chinese character face."

"Isn't it bad to have a Chinese character face?"

"People like young freshmen or cool-looking ones, like An Qixuan."

"If you want to go, just go and ask for a day off or something." He Xuan said.

"With the principal's daughter here, I feel more confident."

"No, the principal's daughter has no face at all in Eleven Middle School." He Xuan made a 'no' gesture.

"Wouldn't there be a cool plot where all the school leaders know you and then laugh and say hello to you?"

"You should have said this earlier."

Hearing this, He Xuan said generously: "After you sneak into No. 11 Middle School, I will send your photo to Lao He and ask all the leaders of the school to shake hands with you and express condolences."

"what?"

When the girl thought of that scene, her scalp felt numb: "You devil!"

"Tsk, let's do the question, what do you say?"

At this time, the female teacher on the podium suddenly looked over and gave a serious reminder.

After being scolded, the girl quickly lowered her head and did not dare to beep again.

And He Xuan also stuck out her tongue at her deskmate with an expression of "Look, I'm going to get scolded." Then she also immersed herself in writing the question.

Dismissal.

"Let's go eat."

"You really can't take me to No. 11 Middle School?"

He Xuan's deskmate looked at her eagerly, his eyes full of longing for the holy land.

After He Xuan thought for a while, she folded her hands in front of her chest and made a somewhat arrogant expression: "Then please beg me."

"Please, beauty He." The deskmate clasped his hands together and spoke in a humble tone.

"OK." He Xuan made a gesture, nodded, and then said, "Okay, I'll tell Lao He to let you go."

"What? You must be going with me. There's no point in me going alone."

"But I don't want to go." He Xuan said calmly.

"Just think of it as accompanying me." The classmate thought very much, but was afraid of running away alone, so he said humbly, "I will be your maid in the future."

"...Do you know what a maid is? Just talk nonsense." He Xuan couldn't complain.

"Ah? What is that...isn't it related to lesbians?"

"Of course not. One look at it shows that I haven't seen enough of "Dream of Red Mansions"."

After He Xuan finished complaining with a smile, she was suddenly stunned for a moment: "Wait a minute, you think it has something to do with lesbians, so you still want to be my intercourse girl?"

"Hey, Tie Tie." The girl made a gesture to kiss her face.

"No."

Then, He Xuan seriously refused.

Although her deskmate is an otaku with a bit of a two-dimensional character, who follows Korean pop and anime, and her usual speech has a kind of... emotional tension that ordinary people like her can't understand, but she doesn't cooperate.

Fortunately, my deskmate has a good personality and won’t be upset if he is rejected.

Maybe, this is the home girl.

The girl still looked at him eagerly and begged, "I won't do it, but please take me there."

"This..." He Xuan actually didn't care, but the other party wanted to go to this extent.

Plus, I can really help with this.

Just go to No. 11 Middle School and you will be greeted by many teachers...

It would be nice if it could be done quietly and without Lao He knowing.

But don't let him know, he will be sad when he finds out.

In the end, she decided to just go with it.

Then he raised his hand and pointed forward: "Then let's go."

"That's great, I love you." The classmate showed his starry eyes gratefully, "Let's go to the eleventh middle school..."

"Shh." He Xuan put her finger on her lips, told her to stop, and then whispered, "Go to the bathroom first."

"Ok."

Just like that, the two of them walked outside the classroom.

"Shi Yi, let's sing the chorus for the last time. Come quickly after you finish your meal."

Because everyone else ate together in the cafeteria, it was not like Shi Yi's parent bringing food, so everyone warned him before leaving.

"OK, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Shi nodded, and then took out a comic from his schoolbag, preparing to take it to the flower bed to eat and read, but at this time, He Xuan happened to pass by...

She saw her actions.

After all, this was a forbidden book that could not be read, so he was still a little cautious and collected it a little bit.

Hey, number one in grade... No, Haidong's number one academic god is still reading Xianshu?