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A red silk bodice,
The intriguing and graceful body,
Professional skirts that wrap around the hips,
Showing slender legs, black net stockings,
"Squeaky" high-heeled shoes.
(1)
High school sophomore (2) class.
? A red silk tight top, a thought-provoking graceful body, a professional short skirt that wraps tightly around the buttocks, revealing slender legs, black net stockings, and squeaky high-heeled shoes.
Jiang Yaya lowered her head, followed step by step, and secretly looked at the new class teacher Miss Yang from under her eyelashes.
The new head teacher's attire - so sexy!
The classroom is very lively.
I haven't seen you for a holiday, and the students have endless things to say.
"Where did you go during the summer vacation? Mommy and I went to Europe for a tour." Purse said.
"Oh, I'm back in England. I spent a week on Uncle Earl's cruise ship. It's boring." Shan Linna sighed pretendingly.
She is a Chinese-English mixed race, but unfortunately, she is not as beautiful as other mixed races.
"I really envy you, our 32nd branch just happened to be listed, so I had to go to Milan alone to buy fashion." Another girl interjected.
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On a table against the wall, a young girl sat quietly.
Her cheeks were crystal clear, her eyes were clear and calm, as if there were no waves.
With a calm temperament and independence from the world, everything that is noisy has nothing to do with her.
She just sat there with her head slightly turned out of the window.
The golden ribbon on the beautiful hair flutters in the wind.
"Shh, look, look, Guiling Gao is here." Shan Linna saw a person walking by the window with sharp eyes.
"Really, her clothes are so low-cut." Wallet exclaimed.
"When the campus is a fashion show hall? Huh!" Jinsman snorted coldly, she was in a very bad mood now.
"Miss Yang is so feminine!" A certain boy whistled and laughed loudly.
? Yang Guiling stood still at the door of the classroom, glanced at the whole class, cleared her throat: "We have a new student in our class, let's get to know each other."
Jiang Yaya took a deep breath, adjusted her glasses, and walked onto the podium.
Seeing everyone watching, she was a little nervous, her mouth was half-opened, and she didn't know where to start.
At this moment, a boy asked loudly: "Hey, bumpkin, where did you get transferred from?"
?Wringing her fingers, Jiang Yaya's eyes under the thin lenses opened wide. This kind of rude ridicule made her chest instantly ignite with anger.
Purse bag rubbed his eyes and looked at the podium, and pushed Shan Linna next to her, but Shan Linna curled her lips in disinterest, her face full of contempt.
"Hi everyone, my name is Jiang Yaya, I'm 17 years old, you can call me Yaya" Without saying a few words, Jiang Yaya obviously felt a series of stern gazes, they were like strict inspectors coming from He looked her up and down.
Yaya?
In the last row in the corner of the classroom, a teenager couldn't help but raise his eyes, his pupils were dark.
Like a stone buried underground for a long time, cold and heavy with melancholy.
Yaya the name made his heart tighten suddenly.
Jiang Yaya held back her unhappiness a bit, took a breath, and smiled.
They were laughing at her, she knew it. They wanted to wait to see the joke, and she knew that.
Although I have never really gotten along with these rich ladies and young masters, I have seen a lot of self-righteous people like this on TV.
"My former school is unknown, so I don't care if I don't mention it. It's a great honor to come to Shengxiang. Please take care of me in the future." After speaking, I bowed formally, with a big smile on my face, and put aside the strange feeling of being scrutinized. in the back of the head.
She is Jiang Yaya! Now that she has decided to step into this school again, she is not afraid of anything.
In the last row of the classroom, there were dark eyes staring at her without blinking, deeper melancholy, as if confirming something, slender fingers unconsciously turning the pen.
Kingsman pouted her red lips and asked arrogantly: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? What does your family do?"
what for?
Jiang Yaya continued to grin at the corners of her mouth, muttering to herself, does it really mean "self-reported family" if you really have to tell what you do at home?
"You idiot, I just want to ask what kind of business your father does, what political figure is he? Is it a family business?"?, One more word of self-introduction will become a trick for these young masters to play with. She simply shut up, showing a stubbornness on the line of her lips.
who is it? Whose sight is pulling her nerves like an invisible thread?
I don't understand why she felt this weird feeling in an instant, but among several mocking gazes, she felt this most special gaze.
Her heart tightened inexplicably, and her big eyes met his.
The lens reflected light slightly, and at that moment, a chill that was brandishing chill spread from the top of the head.
No one saw the mist that suddenly rose in her eyes.
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Is it the him she knew? Mo Fan
The boy in that corner was looking down at the book, his slender fingers twirling the pen carelessly, as if he had never looked at the stage before, and seemed to be ignorant of everything that happened in the classroom.
He sat upright, frowned slightly, and read very intently.
Dark brown hair, thick and slightly curly, showing a faint halo under the reflection of the morning light.
However, the dark and night-like melancholy breath seemed to be a ghost.
It's him.
She will never forget his melancholy eyes, which can block all loneliness without saying a word.
It's him.
Jiang Yaya was stunned, her heart agitated.
Her feet were so heavy that she forgot how she got off the podium.
Mo Fan, Mo Fan why is he here?
The face that has been smiling has been frozen, as if it has suddenly fallen into the cold winter from spring.
? Shengxiang International Noble High School.
He and she met again
(3)
She sat beside him, her body was a little stiff and she couldn't help trembling slightly.
It really is him.
It was the melancholy boy who once made her muster up all the courage to confess, and made her follow behind him obediently like a puppy.
She almost thought that she had forgotten about him, since he left that school suddenly and inexplicably, there was no news about him, like the foam that evaporated in the air, disappeared without a trace
Once, she thought it was impossible for him to appear again!
But now, the sun slanted on the window sill, revealing dazzling golden edges, and he was sitting next to her, his dark brown hair had a silky luster.
In the whole class, only the seat next to him was vacant. When Miss Yang Xian pointed her finger, she had no choice but to bite the bullet nervously, and walked over while suppressing her restless heartbeat.
He didn't look at her, his eyes still stayed on the book, but the pen between his fingers quietly stopped turning.
In front of the window, the golden ribbon fluttered slightly in the morning breeze. The girl turned her head and smiled softly at her, and greeted her silently and friendly, but she didn't notice.
Because, her whole heart was beating hard, and her smile was unknowingly frozen by the melancholy drooping black eyelashes. Every time she saw his child-like lonely expression, she couldn't help but feel distressed.
Mo Fan, do you still remember me?
I am Jiang Yaya, the girl who always follows you and sees you happy and sad.
If you remember, why are you so indifferent?
If you don't remember, isn't it a bit strange that you are so indifferent?
Jiang Yaya tilted her head, stared at him without blinking, her thoughts stopped, she forgot the time and place, and looked at the familiar and strange boy in front of her in a trance, just like the fragrance in the summer air. Such unreality was once strongly etched into her heart
"Mo Fanis that you?" She asked softly.
Feeling the strong gaze, it seems that the naked skin is under the scorching sun, and even the blood flow is more hot. Unable to escape the entangled gaze even in this way, the boy finally couldn't resist, raised his eyelashes and glanced at her, and uttered three words from his throat: "Class is over."
It's his voice, Mo Fan!
Jiang Yaya's small face was unbelievable at first, and then completely transformed into surprise, her eyes sparkled.
"Mo Fan, it's really you! We are so destined to meet here! That day you"
"Class is over." It was still the same faint words, which made her excitedly open her small mouth and couldn't help but close her eyes, reflecting his slightly indifferent face.
With a lonely breath, alienated and indifferent, he quickly moved his eyes to the book, and his slightly trembling fingers revealed the excitement in his heart
(4)
Jiang Yaya Mo Fan didn't expect that she would reappear in his life without warning. This girl who used to follow her all day long seemed to have inexhaustible energy in her petite body, always smiling and treating everyone around her warmly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; Jiang Yaya Mo Fan didn't expect that she would appear in his life again without warning. This girl who used to follow her all day long seemed to have inexhaustible energy in her petite body, always smiling and treating everyone around her warmly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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