The Anarchic Consort Chapter 292: Transfer student 1

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Qing Zhan thought that this was not meant for herself. He raised his head and looked at Shang Nangonglie's eyes, and realized that he was indeed talking to her. After thinking about it, he said: "The princess is good to me. "

"Really." Nangonglie sneered: "So you don't plan to come back again?"

Go back? Qing Zhan Liu frowned, didn't he want to see her the last time?

Helian Weiwei smiled lazily: "Of course not to go back, classmate, don't forget, Qingzhan is my person now. Please also ask this classmate to sit down and don't disturb us in class."

"Excuse me in class?" Nangonglie's eyes were cold, but the evil spirit remained on his face: "This is the first time I heard that Miss Helian will attend class seriously."

Helian Weiwei didn't speak, only put her hand on Qing Zhan's shoulder, and gently curled her thin lips toward Nangonglie.

Nangong Lie didn’t look at her, but focused on the little book boy. Seeing that she didn’t mean to help him at all, her hands under the long sleeves tightened, and the smile on the corner of her mouth grew thicker. Get up: "Whatever you want." Where you love to go, if you are bullied in the future, it is best not to come back!

Swish!

Nangonglie turned over the scroll extremely loudly, which made the official lady who had come in with him bit her lips in fear: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Nangong Lie curled his lips and smiled, with a soothing voice in his voice: "Are you scared?"

The official lady glanced at the little book boy: "A little bit."

"Sorry~IndoMTL.com~." Nangonglie is still Nangonglie.

It's just that the official lady doesn't understand how the chill on his body came from.

Qing Zhan didn't speak from beginning to end, took out the brushes Helian Weiwei needed, and placed them conscientiously, in a calm mood.

Helian Weiwei looked at these two people with a low voice: "If you don't want to stay here to watch these, just go shopping outside. It doesn't matter. I always like to sleep in class, and I don't need you to suffer here. "

Qing Zhan paused with his fingers, then raised his head and said: "I'm with the princess."

"Then don't look like crying." Helian Weiwei stretched out her hand, rubbed her head, and smiled faintly: "It's just a man. There may be very few other things in this world. , There are many men, especially in Taibai College. Take a look and tell me which one you are interested in."

Qing Zhan said: "Tell the princess what to do."

"Research, and then quickly take it." Helian Weiwei's voice is very soft, with a lazy taste: "I have a lot of brothers, I will introduce you to know when the time comes, and there are a few good ones."

Qing Zhan: ...Why, it sounds like a female bandit is fighting against Zhaixianggong?

No matter how small the voice is here, as a genius sacrificial priest can hear the movement here, and the clenched hands tightly follow.

"The best way to forget your last relationship is to meet a new man." Helian Weiwei smiled: "Qing Zhan, you always have to start again."

Start over?

Qing Zhan paused and said: "I will go."

When Nangonglie heard those two words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered subconsciously.

He seemed to want to say something more, when he saw the Master come in with a smile, his white robe made him look like a cheerful Maitreya Buddha.

"Quiet, be quiet!" The Master raised his arm, and then said: "A new student is here today. Welcome everyone."

As soon as his voice fell, a slender man walked in.

Almost, the moment the man walked in, his surroundings seemed to be emptied and became especially quiet, as if he could hear the echo even when a needle dropped.

Helian Weiwei looked up and immediately understood why everyone became so quiet.

The man is so outstanding, not only outstanding, he can compete with Bailijiajue.

His ivory-white banquet all his life, his dark blue hair is draped over his shoulders like brocade, without a trace of variegated collar, there is a face that dumps all beings like jade, and the star-like eyebrows are like the first melting spring snow. Forcibly suppressed the light in this room.

He has a gentle smile on his mouth, as if he is walking out of an ancient painting, with a faint fragrance of medicine, which makes people feel that just looking at him will defile him, but he can't help thinking. To be close.

However, this face is familiar to Helian Weiwei.

Although I don't see it very often, I have also escaped in the other party's carriage before.

Even Wu Xiu on her body can't get rid of the other party.

Heh.

The dignified son Wushuang came to be a freshman, and he was also arranged in the courtyard...

Helian Weiwei's mouth raised up, interesting.

"God, who is this?"

Sure enough, exclamations rang out one after another.

The master glanced around the stunned students in the seat, and stroked his glasses: "This classmate was admitted to the hospital late due to physical reasons. Okay, now let the new classmate introduce himself."

After the master said, he glanced at the man beside him, and the man nodded slightly and stepped forward slowly.

"I'm Jing Boshuang." A faint smile appeared on the man's lips, and a low voice like running water gurgled out.

Jing Baishuang?

It's just these faint five words, but it seems like a stone is thrown in still water, and there is a sudden wave of waves.

The originally quiet hall suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.

Everyone is whispering to each other what they know.

In the circle of Beijing, haven't you heard of the surname Jing?

Is it from the place again?

That's the same as the other two people in the hospital...

As everyone thought, they couldn't help but focus on Baili Jiajue and Nangong Lie.

I saw the two people, one lazily supporting his chin, his side indifferent, his slender fingers and the brown ancient scroll in his hand formed a sharp contrast, the brilliance fell down, and he was extremely handsome.

The other one put his hand on the back of the chair, raised an evil eyebrow, and his eyes fell on the man who claimed to be "Jing Baishuang".

Then, his legs were raised, blocking the man's path.

The man seemed to have a very good temper, but his eyes were gleaming, and he glanced at Nangonglie: "It's been a long time." After thinking about it, he still gave the other party a safer title: "Seventh son. "

Nangong Lie is ranked seventh in the family. Few people know about this.

People heard his name, and their eyes were surprised: "These two people actually know each other?"

"Long time no see, twin sons." Nangonglie retracted his legs playfully: "I didn't expect you to come to the academy too."

Young Master Wushuang hooked his lower lip and coughed softly. His body looked very bad, but this didn't make his aura appear to be weakened at all, but he was warm and indifferent with irresistible indifference. : "Even Seventh Young Master can come, why can't I come?"