The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The third year of high school has just started, and the afternoon classes are relatively easy.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the text message sent by Shen Zhu on the phone and hooked her fingers.

Zhang Zhuan immediately came to her, "Brother Shen, please order!"

The third and seventh classes of high school were not on the same floor as them, so Ling Qingxuan sorted out a few books and put them in his hands.

"Send it to Aya Ome."

Zhang Zhuan reacted immediately, "Eh? Okay!"

Brother Shen and that little sister, there is a situation.

Thinking of the scene where they were hugging the princess upstairs today, Zhang Zhuan's face turned red.

Brother Shen is so handsome even with a younger sister, wait, but why does it have to be Aya Qingmei?

Zhang Zhuan looked at the door of the seventh grade of high school, looked at his girl with some fear, and frowned: "What are you shaking, do I look like someone who likes to bully people!"

Shen Zhu: ...Yes!

And so many people in the class were watching, Shen Zhu was almost out of breath.

Don't stare at him, it's because of Zhang Zhuan's appearance that you stare at him.

Aya Ome would just come over in person.

Shen Zhu lowered his head, extremely depressed.

Ahh... if only that didn't happen.

Zhang Zhuan sighed, "Brother Shen asked me to give it to you, take it, don't break it."

The textbook was back in Shen Zhu's hands, and he could finally go to class quietly.

Shen Zhu was about to turn around and leave when Zhang Zhuan shouted, "Hey, what's your relationship with Brother Shen? Could it be that you are in a relationship?"

Shen Zhu ran directly back to the classroom to his seat, and didn't hear what he said at all.

Zhang Zhuo: "Damn, such a big temper."

Forget it, forget it, Brother Shen's woman can't be fierce.

Shen Zhu sat in his seat, and in this unfamiliar environment, he finally found a little familiarity.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ling Qingxuan.

[Shen Bamboo: Thank you. 】

The legendary scumbag girl who caused trouble doesn't seem to be that bad.

【Aya Ome: You're welcome (づ￣3￣)づ]

Shen Bamboo:  …

This person, how can he be so frivolous, he really can't make a direct conclusion.

On the other side, Ling Qingxuan looked at the emoji on the text message, and the cold air rushed into the space.

[Emmm, doesn’t the host think adding an emoji will be cute? 】

You don't want those pig trotters?

【……I'm wrong! ! ! 】

Ling Qingxuan leaned back on the chair, and the tablemate inside pushed her glasses, "Shen Zhu, what's your situation with them?"

Well, she seems to be the monitor and study committee member at the same table, but she is always pushed by Shen Zhu, and she is the second in the whole grade.

"It's nothing, student Xue."

He usually doesn't chat with Shen Zhu... No, it should be said that Shen Zhu doesn't chat with anyone.

"You're a little weird." Xue Yan glanced at Ling Qingxuan's clean desktop.

The books for class are gone, not even the exercise book.

Where is this for lectures.

"I'm normal, don't worry." After Ling Qingxuan finished speaking, she lay down on the table and fell asleep.

Xue Yan: ...It's strange to die, okay?

...

[Shen Zhu: Aya-san, can you wait for me after school? 】

[Aya Ome: Hmm. 】

Since the third year of high school, evening self-study has been added, and students who do not want to go to school want to sneak out, such as Zhang Zhuan and the others.

"Brother Shen, do you want to go out to play together?"

Zhang Zhuan sincerely invited him, but his face was still a little embarrassed.

Ling Qingxuan righteously refused, "No, I want to learn."

Xue Yan: Do you think I'm blind!

Zhang Zhuan tried again, "Can't you really go out with us? I invite you out to play?"

"Don't go."

Zhang Zhuan skipped class with his younger brothers in a decadent manner.

When the self-study time came, Ling Qingxuan went to the third and seventh class of high school with an empty schoolbag.

This was the class with the worst grades. The original owner preferred to stay in this atmosphere at the time, so he was unwilling to change classes.

Just after the self-study, there were only a few scattered people in Class 7. Shen Zhu was sitting in his seat and doing exercises.

Ling Qingxuan walked to the vacant seat next to him and looked at him with her head half propped up.

He was completely immersed in the sea of ​​questions, and he didn't realize that there were more people around him.

After writing this page, Shen Zhu noticed Ling Qingxuan next to him when he was turning the page.

"Classmate Ling." Shen Zhu's eyes were slightly stunned, and he turned his eyes away after returning to his senses.

"Classmate Shen, what are you looking for from me?" Ling Qingxuan's posture remained unchanged, and her voice was low.

Shen Zhu touched his ears, "It's just... I don't know where your home is."

The original owner likes to go out and wave, so he pushed the shuttle bus. Ling Qingxuan has the memory of the original owner, as well as the information of Shen Zhu that zz occasionally revealed, but Shen Zhu has no memory of Ling Qingmei.

So don't know.

Ling Qingxuan thought for a while, "Call the driver and I'll take you out."

Shen Zhu took out his mobile phone and told the driver about the situation in a low voice.

Ling Qingxuan patted his head, but fortunately his social fear is not too serious.

Shen Zhu lowered his eyes and said nothing, before saying after a while, "Classmate Ling, you don't have a schoolbag."

"Didn't I bring you here?" Ling Qingxuan handed him the empty schoolbag, "It's easier for you to use your own."

Be attentive and considerate.

Shen Zhu felt that his adjective for her must be crazy.

Obviously those students were super brutal when she was fighting.

She... is still very irritable, don't mess with it, or she will beat herself.

Shen Zhu packed his satchel, and Ling Qingxuan went downstairs with him.

"Aya-san, what about you, your textbooks and homework..."

What kind of homework does the bad girl do, his words are superfluous, but now she is using the first body of her grade.

"You don't have to worry about this." Ling Qingxuan touched his head smoothly.

Shen Zhu hides slightly, "Classmate Ling, can you not touch me like this?"

"...No." Ling Qingxuan directly hooked his shoulder.

"I'm touching myself."

Well, it's a set of delusions.

No wonder boys like petite girls, it's really comfortable to hug them.

Shen Zhu blushed again.

It just so happened that the driver of Ling's house arrived, and the driver felt chills when he saw such a well-behaved Shen Zhu.

"Miss, get in the car." Who is the boy beside Miss, classmate?

Shen Zhu turned around and whispered, "Classmate Ling, your mother said that I can go to your class tomorrow."

"Um."

He tugged at his miniskirt, "...this, this dress, can I change it tomorrow?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded, "Yes."

"That……"

Ling Qingxuan couldn't help it, she pinched her face directly, "Just treat it like your own body, you can do whatever you want, you don't have to ask me about everything."

Shen Zhu was startled, "Classmate Ling, your face...pinched red..."

Ling Qingxuan was pinching the face of this body, and she really didn't feel it. It was only comfortable to hold the face with the soul of the little guy.

"Okay, go back quickly, see you tomorrow." Ling Qingxuan helped him open the car door, Shen Zhu sat in, and it took a while to close the car door.

"Aya-san, see you tomorrow."

After sending Shen Zhu away, Ling Qingxuan remembered that she was going back to Shen Zhu's house, um... the small house left by her deceased parents.

No one disturbed her, she felt okay, let's see how the bed is then.

Not far away, Ling Qingxuan walked with her hands in her pockets, and out of the corner of her eye saw some familiar people.