Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 480 The Bamboo Horse Turns into a Demon, Please Advice (21)

Under Xiang Yi's devil training, when the bell rang for the end of all subjects, Gu Ling was not sad at all.

Because she knows how to do them. They are all the questions that Xiang Yi specially picked out and told her. The routines are all the same.

She stood up, stretched her waist, and was ready to go to Xiang Dashen to thank Xiang Dashen with her bag on her back.

But she didn't see the boy who always had a smile on the corner of his mouth in the music classroom, but when she turned around, she saw a boy who she thought she had seen somewhere before.

Maybe it was passing by one time on campus, or maybe it happened to take a second look when the canteen was crowded.

The boy obviously stared at her for a few seconds, his handsome face was gentle, not too dazzling, but just right.

Gu Ling couldn't help feeling secretly that there are still many beautiful boys in S.

Suddenly, someone pushed her shoulder hard, and Gu Ling turned her head to see Xiang Yi with a sullen face: "What are you looking for, are you looking for him or me?"

What he said was full of sourness, Gu Ling smiled instead of anger, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, rubbing her little hands like a dog leg:
"Looking for you, looking for you, looking for you."

The boy who didn't know his name had a complicated expression on his downcast eyes.

"How was the exam?" Xiang Yi asked casually, took her schoolbag habitually, and went downstairs.

Gu Ling smiled slyly: "It's okay, I think you can barely consider declaring that I'm your favorite student."

Xiang Yi rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something again, the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, and his eyes looked at Gu Ling shudderingly.

"Do you have to redeem the previous agreement?" He asked.

Gu Ling frowned and recalled that damned agreement: "Girlfriend?"

"Huh?" When he needed to resolve the embarrassment, he surprisingly seldom talked.

But Gu Ling took a look at her schoolbag strap that was twisted to deform by him, and she decided to forgive him for being nervous.

"Then you have to know that I may not be as interesting as you think."

"I know."

"My temper is not very good either."

"I know."

"I don't have the concept of time yet." Qu Bingran twirled the corner of her clothes with her fingers, really afraid that she would poke a big hole in the school uniform.

Xiang Yi's eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc: "Okay, I know, I don't mind."

He used the word all, which made Gu Ling a little unhappy, as if she had many shortcomings that needed his forgiveness.

Then, her lips moved: "Then..."

"Master Xiang, someone is looking for you at the school gate!" A male student interrupted Gu Ling panting.

Xiang Yi's face was as cold as ice: "Didn't you see I'm busy? Don't bother idlers."

The male classmate tremblingly took out a pendant from his pocket and showed it to him. At that moment, Gu Ling was sure that she saw the trace of the iceberg melting on Xiang Yi's face.

I feel a little depressed.

Xiang Yi patted her on the head and said with a smile, "You wait for me here, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

Then he didn't wait for her to finish answering that important question, he turned around and ran out with the male classmate.

Gu Ling looked at the school gate where the crowd gathered, and she immediately saw the female classmate in the center of the crowd who was not wearing a school uniform.

I can't see her clearly from a distance, but her skin is fair and she has a good figure.

After a while, Xiang Yi pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of her.

Gu Ling didn't want to watch anymore. How could Xiang Yi not have other girls in the time that the original owner missed?

Isn't it just a girl?

She also didn't understand why she was hit so easily.

She put the notebook that Xiang Yi had sorted out for her for several afternoons back to the music classroom, and she left a note.

Xiang Yi excitedly came back to look for Qu Bingran, but ran all over the corridors, but there was no small figure, only the exercise book she left in the music classroom.

Only one sentence was written on the post-it note:

"I also often like to break my promise."

Although I want to promise you, it must be after you completely only like me.

(End of this chapter)