Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 788: Stolen Fragrance in Sports Art Hall
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The light in the classroom turned off suddenly, and the whole class burst out with a harsh scream.
The head teacher's face looked abnormally hideous under the fluorescent light.
"Where are you watching horror movies? You are political students anyway. As materialistic people, what idealist horror movies do you watch? Don't watch it in the future." The head teacher walked over and turned off the video, attracting boo Sound.
"The class teacher is also true, I am afraid of watching ghost movies, and I am really speechless!" Philia murmured softly in her ear, making her hard to laugh.
"There are still fifteen minutes, everyone should go to the bathroom of this building to put on evening dresses." The head teacher pushed down his golden eyes, and paused before continuing: "I wanted everyone to go home. Once you go back to school, you can just wear the evening dress directly, but considering that the road is slippery on rainy days, let everyone stay at school. It is our turn to change the evening dress."
"Great! I'll tell you at the end of the summer, my evening dress is super beautiful, it can set off my perfect figure!" Philia said, taking the bag and showing it to her .
The head teacher noticed this, and a cold look flew over: "You two have so much to say, then wait for the other students to change it before you change it!"
"Huh?!" Philia pouted, and said pitifully: "I was wrong! Teacher!"
"All other students go to the bathroom, you two will wait for everyone to change!" said the head teacher in a non-negotiable tone.
Everyone was busy immediately, and the cute boy came to them and gloated and said, "Is it making you talk so much?"
"Go!" Philia rolled her eyes severely, and An Chuxia was worried that she would not be able to turn back.
The classroom quickly became empty, leaving only the two of them. Philia kept sighing, regretting why she had so much mouth just now.
"Dear Early Summer, I am so sorry for making you innocent to lie down with a gun." Philia said pretentiously, wiping non-existent tears.
An Chuxia's mouth bends: "It's okay, I don't mind."
Actually, what she wants to say is that she not only doesn't mind, but also thank her very much! Anyway, she doesn't have a dress to change, so it's better to take advantage of everyone to go to the sports hall, she is sneaking to the back of the team, so that everyone will not notice that she is wearing a school uniform.
After the other students changed into school uniforms, they didn't go back to the class and went straight to the gym. As a result, Philia was even more anxious and hurriedly pulled her to the bathroom.
In about a few minutes, the sound of the door opening sounded from the cubicle, and Philia, who was confused, never noticed that when she went to the bathroom, she didn't even hold the dress in her hand. After changing clothes quickly, Philia knocked on the door of An Chuxia and urged: "Early summer, is it all right? Seven o'clock has arrived, it is here!"
"Then what..." An Chuxia said hesitantly: "My dress is a bit difficult to wear, you should go first. After all, my process is cumbersome and it takes a long time to wear!"
Filia was silent for a second, and said with great loyalty: "No! I have to wait for you, am I the kind of person who abandons teammates for a party? No!"
Hearing this, An Chuxia almost collapsed in the cubicle. When did this girl become so loyal? Don't talk about loyalty like that at critical moments, okay?
She just wants to cry without tears!
Just as she was thinking about how to let Philia go first, Philia added: "However, since you sincerely want me to go first, then I will go first! You will come later. Find me!"
The voice fell, and the ground sounded hurriedly leaving footsteps, and the sound of footsteps drifted away. Only then did An Chuxia exhale heavily: "Finally gone!"
The mobile phone in her pocket turned on at this time. Fortunately, the soundproofing light in the bathroom was brighter, otherwise she would not have noticed a call coming in.
The screen showed that the phone was opened by Han Qilu.
"What are you doing?!" An Chuxia's tone couldn't help but bring some upset emotions.
The voice over there is a bit noisy. Upon hearing this, Han Qilu couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter with you? Where is the person?"
"Where else? Hiding in the bathroom!" An Chuxia said muffledly, opened the soundproof door, and walked out of the depressed bathroom.
"Are you angry?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "I'm waiting for you at the door of your classroom. Come here quickly."
Hearing this, An Chuxia was stunned, hung up the phone, and walked quickly to the classroom.
Before I walked to the classroom, I saw a bright spot like a firefly flashing, and there was still a smell of smoke in the air.
An Chuxia walked over a few steps and snatched the cigarette between Han Qilu's fingertips: "I told you so many times, don't smoke, don't smoke, why don't you listen?!"
Han Qilu shrugged innocently, and said pitifully like a small animal: "I didn't smoke. Look at what you have in your hand."
An Chuxia looked down subconsciously.
Huh! It's really not a cigarette, it's a cigar! She just said why the smoke is so thick? !
An Chuxia took a deep breath, stared at Han Qilu fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "You owe it! Is there any difference between cigarettes and cigars?"
The voice fell, and the cigarette in her hand, oh no, it should be said that it was a cigar, and she threw it directly from upstairs, and the flashing bright spot quickly disappeared.
"Huh!" Han Qilu moved forward with a little regret: "That's behike!"
"What Baker is not Baker." An Chuxia rolled her eyes: "Cigars and cigarettes are not good for the lungs. Why are you still not listening after telling you so many times? Xiao Mingluo has quit smoking, you What?"
Han Qilu curled his lips and said jokingly: "Do you really believe that he quit smoking? You go and smell it now, he also smells of behike."
An Chuxia frowned suspiciously, and couldn't help asking: "What the **** is behike?"
"It's just the name of a cigar. It costs US$18,860 per box." Han Qilu finished speaking, looked at her with a sigh, and said, "An Chuxia, when you throw it, you really don’t feel soft at all. A box is four. Ten sticks, what you throw is a wad of RMB!"
An Chuxia swallowed fiercely. She reads little, can she not scare her? Cigars are not gold. How can there be such expensive cigars?
She just felt that the blood in her whole body was clamoring: Go and pick it up, pick it up!
"Forget it! My wife is qualified to splurge. Let's go, let's go to the gym." Han Qilu didn't mind the behike who was thrown away just now, stretched out her cool little hand and walked to the stairs. .
"Don't go, I don't want to go!" An Chuxia stopped and looked at Han Qilu reluctantly.
Wait! What did she see? !
Only then did she realize that Han Qilu was wearing a classic black suit! A dark blue tie made him even more heroic.
This guy is so harmonious no matter what he wears, he is a natural clothes rack.
"Why didn't you go?" Han Qilu looked at her questioningly and asked.
"Why did you say?!" An Chuxia was almost mad: "You told me not to wear an evening dress, but you changed the suit yourself!"
Han Qilu's eyes were innocent, and he opened his hands and said seriously: "I didn't say I won't change?"
She was... speechless!
In the end, she was forcibly pulled by Han Qilu to the Sports Art Center. The sports art hall is already full of people, and it is as lively as the last opening ceremony. The difference is that last time the audience were all dressed in school uniforms, only those who performed on stage changed their clothes or skirts. But this time everyone was wearing beautiful or handsome clothes, all of them dazzling, and she was the only one in the audience wearing school uniforms.
Perhaps, this is also a kind of scenery? She can only comfort herself in this way.
But fortunately, everyone's eyes were on the huge stage at this time. The "models" wearing beautiful skirts and clothes made of "scrap" did not notice her.
And Han Qilu is not a person who likes to attract everyone's attention, so she took her to the back corner.
"Han Qilu." An Chuxia stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear and said, "Let’s go ahead of time when we watch it. Tell the teacher, the teacher will definitely let us go."
Seems to tease her intentionally, Han Qilu refused: "No."
"Why?!" An Chuxia couldn't help stomping her foot, but she was helpless to be afraid of attracting attention, and she didn't dare to stom her feet too loudly, let alone how tangled!
"There is no why." Han Qilu raised his lips slightly: "You don't want to know which place your class got?"
An Chuxia was about to speak, the next music sounded, and the next batch of models entered. Six models lined up in two rows, and everyone's body was covered with cans!
The original so-called use of waste to make clothes is like this...
An Chuxia lost consciousness for a while, and even Han Qilu took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek and she didn't respond in time.
When he recovered, Han Qilu was already smiling triumphantly.
"Rogue!" An Chuxia glared at him pretentiously.
Han Qilu opened his hands with a face of injustice: "If I am a rogue, what about him?"
After Han Qilu finished speaking, his eyes fell behind the basketball hoop. The lights on the scene were all concentrated on the stage, and the lights under the stage were turned to the darkest. And behind the basketball hoop, there happened to be another big shadow. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see anyone behind it.
And it's still two people, two people... stacked together!
An Chuxia's eyes widened in surprise. Why are the two stacked together?
She subconsciously asked: "What are those two people doing? Why do they seem to be..."
"Kissing." Han Qilu said straightforwardly without embarrassment, turning his head to look at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc of exclaiming dreamily: "My young master looks like a cat's claw in his heart. Or, you Help solve my physical needs?"
An Chuxia glared angrily: "If you talk nonsense, I'm going to punch someone."
Han Qilu pretended to be afraid, and stretched out **** to make a "seal" action. At this moment, the two people in the dark corner finally separated.
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