Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 422: Is the wedding date approaching?

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Almost a month after she was admitted to the hospital, she hadn't seen Ye Fengyu for a long time.

If you have this free time to watch Ye Qingqian acting, it is better to see her Xiaoyu and care about Xiaoyu's body.

"Ye, classmate Ye has a bad temper, have we ever acted? Could it be that we made a mistake?"

"Isn't your Demon Class a waste class? Do you think that you have made a splash in the freshman training, and you are not a waste class? Now it is not that you are still punished by the instructor every day and can't even participate in training?"

"The Devil's Class is a waste class. I want to participate in a class confrontation competition in eight months. I don't know what face you used to say this."

"Sooner or later, Shangxuan Academy will be destroyed in the hands of you rubbish!"

One after another mocking voice, the surrounding students cast their eyes.

The location where they were standing happened to be not far from the gate of the courtyard.

The parents who came to pick up their sons and daughters also watched when they heard what these students said.

When the line of sight fell on Ye Qingluo, one after another was amazed by the girl's appearance.

But I heard that she was a student of the Demon Class. No matter how beautiful she was, she was obliterated by the three words of the Demon Class.

Ye Qingluo never cares about the eyes of others.

Ye Qingluo's eyes sank slightly, a cold arc of ridicule evoked at the corner of her mouth, she squeezed her hand and twisted her neck: "It looks like you miss the taste of my fist."

Listening to the creaking of Ye Qingluo's bones, these female students turned pale immediately, and subconsciously hid behind Ye Qingqian.

This move caused Ye Qingluo to sneer in sarcasm; "Even a piece of **** is scared to be like this, and you students of the Xuanyuan class are nothing but that."

After that, she passed these people and walked out of the courtyard.

Ye Qing's light and gentle eyebrows frowned, and she scolded these useless female students from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that Ye Qingluo had walked out of the courtyard gate, Ye Qingqian immediately chased him forward.

In the future, if you have time to speak to Ye Qingluo, you will hear a clear and moist voice in front of you; "Qingqian."

Ye Qing's heart trembled, her face was joyful, and she raised her beautiful eyes and looked towards the voice.

I saw Leng Fenghua standing in front of a luxurious carriage.

Before and after the carriage, there were also a row of Janitors.

It looks very eye-catching and cool.

Simply made a lot of face.

Two touches of shyness appeared on Ye Qing's shallow surface, and a pair of beautiful eyes was about to pinch out water.

The female student next to her covered her chest with her hands and joked: "Student Qing Qian, I said that His Royal Highness will come! You see, what a show!"

"His Royal Highness is really handsome and powerful, especially for Qingqian students, I can't fault it!"

"Qing Qian, your Royal Highness came to meet you in person at the academy, does it mean... your wedding date is approaching?"

Ye Qing's delicate and pretty face was even more blushing, and he stomped straight: "What are you talking nonsense."

With such a scolding, she shyly broke away from the female students' hands like a little girl, and ran towards Leng Fenghua.

The female students behind them knew that she was in a good mood at this time, so they were a little more courageous, and teased behind them: "Where are you talking nonsense, look at the excitement of seeing your sweetheart!"

"Hall, Your Highness..." Ye Qingqian ran forward, a pair of beautiful eyes wafting, and a bend of spring water was flowing.

She was panting, she seemed to hit something under her feet, and she staggered, her mouth exclaiming in exclamation.

Leng Fenghua stretched out her hand and happened to put Ye Qingqian into her arms.

"Slow down, run in such a hurry, let others see it, only if you don’t know the etiquette."

That said, the pampering in the tone is obvious.

Ye Qingqian's cheeks were red, her little hand gripped Leng Fenghua's clothes, her eyes lowered in shame: "Because Qian'er is in a hurry to see Your Highness..."