The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 237 237: Are you not angry anymore?

  Lu Ziheng forgot, the knowledge in the books is too much to say, but in the end it is different from reality.

  He can't organize beautiful words, and when it comes time to need a mouth to defend himself, his vocabulary gradually decreases, and he is too stupid to say a word.

  The lights of the underground club interlaced, and the halo hit Lu Ziheng's body. The boy's appearance became more and more attractive.

  Even if Zhou Zihan, who is a bit nervous, is in the crowd, it is difficult to get rid of the appreciation of beauty.

  The rumors about Lu Ziheng in A have always existed.

  The center of most of the messages is what looks like an indignation, no matter what, academic performance is still something they will never get. The only thing that can make A middle school students feel that the creator is fair is Lu Ziheng’s family.

  "Are you dreaming?"

  The girl’s voice was very soft, and the boy seemed to think of something. He freed up a hand and took Shen Qinghuan to the dressing room.

During   , they met many people who wanted to go home because of the exit.

  Because Lu Ziheng fought well, the owner of the club took the initiative to prepare a separate dressing room for him.

   Quietly in the room, only the sound of the wind whistling outside and the sound of each other’s breathing can be heard.

Lu Ziheng's figure quickly softened. His hands were on the wall behind Shen Qinghuan. He lowered his head with the sadness that Shen Qinghuan was familiar with: "Xiao Qinghuan. Brother, this is to make money to subsidize the family. "

"Zihan doesn't know, but it doesn't mean I don't know. This is an underground club, your money" Shen Qinghuan said, red eyes, "I know you have your pride, but I don't want to be with you just now. At that time, she became a little widow. There is more money and less money, and there is no end to it, and you know the money."

"You want to say that the money is not bright." Lu Ziheng's thin lips raised a somewhat thin smile, "Xiao Qinghuan. In the imperial capital where every inch of land is rich in gold, not everyone was born with a golden key, everyone's Although struggle will not be the meaning of struggle, it shouldn't be taken anyway."

"I didn't say the source of the money." Shen Qinghuan interrupted Lu Ziheng's misunderstanding. She took out the band-aids she had just bought from her pocket. She didn't watch the boxing in the first half, but it was in Zhou Zihan's photo. In the dim light, Lu Ziheng's injured face was seen.

   "I don't want to live a life of fear. I am someone who will live my whole life in the future. This time he just broke his face and bleeds. What about next time?"

   is still a few centimeters away, it will hurt the eyes.

  The eyeball is already very fragile, if it is.

  Shen Qinghuan trembled and fell into a warm and powerful embrace.

"Big brother is not good." Lu Ziheng hugged Shen Qinghuan's thin back. He finally understood the reason for the little girl's anger, and the lack of confidence in his heart almost made him mistake the little girl for disgusting his black income. My brother worried Xiao Qinghuan, there is no next time."

   "Men's words, deceitful ghosts." Shen Qinghuan lay on Lu Ziheng's shoulders and said boredly: "Didn't you say that the good mobile phone is dead?"

  Lu Ziheng let go of Shen Qinghuan, he swore in front of her, his eyes were filled with sincerity: "If Lu Ziheng has anything to hide from Shen Qinghuan in the future, let him"

   "Don't say unlucky words." The index finger and **** of the girl's right hand pressed against Lu Ziheng's lips, blocking the boy's statement.

  Lu Ziheng bent down and looked at Shen Qinghuan, "Are you not angry?"

  (End of this chapter)