The soft voice directly broke the tense atmosphere in the class.

Then, a beautiful shadow carefully stepped into the door of the third and fifth class of senior high school.

The visitor is wearing a cream white T-shirt with open waist and short sleeves. The chest is crisp and the waist is slim. The lower body is wearing a tight light blue jeans shorts, revealing the slender legs like ivory. At the foot is a pair of pink and tender fashionable casual shoes.

This dress up perfectly sets off the attractive breath of vitality and youth of the girl.

If we say that Jiang Yufei is a lady like lady of the imperial family, but the visitors are full of youthful girl flavor.

With the girl will stand in the bridge of the nose that pair of big black fashion sunglasses off, suddenly exposed a melon seed pretty face.

The skin is white and tender, and the pink lips are moist. There is a band aid with colorful Hello Kitty pattern on the girl's face, which is more delicate and lovely.

Today, song Anqi wanted to sneak over to see if Meng ran had returned to school, but as soon as she entered the classroom, she found the room full of people.

The girl's eyes crossed Wu Haitao, the headmaster, Ms. Zhou, the student, and finally fell on the young man, who could not move any more.

"Brother Meng ran!"

As the girl's voice of surprise rang out, the band leader of Jianghua private high school, the big school flower, the band aid girl who was popular on the Internet, and the big star who made it to the final of the draft, was actually like a swallow throwing herself into the arms.

Meng ran had no choice but to open his arms and gently embrace the pretty girl. She felt the fragrance coming into her nose and nephrite in her arms.

This second, the classroom sounded like a piece of "click" sound, countless boys heartbroken

Including the high-level of the school, everyone was staring at this scene.

The hall was silent.

Meng ran only felt the sharp eyes on his face like a knife. He could kill himself a thousand times a hundred times.

Zhang Wei, who was lying on the window outside class five, saw this scene, and his eyes almost fell out.

"Angie, if you don't let go, I think all the boys in the school will come and fight with me."

Meng ran gave a bitter smile.

After hearing this, song Anqi looked around quietly and found that everyone was staring at herself without blinking. Her face turned red, just like a ripe red apple. It was lovely.

Is Meng ran see have a kind of can not help but want to bite the impulse.

Song Anqi quickly left Meng Ran's arms. Her two white hands were pinched together. Her face was full of anger. She looked down at the toe of her shoes. She was shy and wanted to get into the ground.

Meng ran saw the jealousy and ambiguity on the boy's face, but did not see the jealousy on Jiang Yufei's face.

At this time, song Anqi realized the high-level of the school and called out sweetly: "good principal, good director Wu."

Guo Shixun stroked his white beard with a kind smile on his face.

Song Anqi is now the gold lettered signboard of Jianghua private high school. These days, Guo Shixun's mobile phone has been almost exploded. Every few minutes, a media reporter calls to interview Jianghua and even more says he wants to make a special report for Jianghua.

Wu Haitao, the director of the discipline, who was very good at observing the words and expressions, saw that song Anqi looked at the big shareholder with doubts on his face, and quickly and enthusiastically introduced him:

"angel, this is the major shareholder of our school, Ms. Zhou. She is also a good wife to Director Zhao of your department. "

Song Anqi doubts: "then she is not Zhao Zheng's mother?"

Wu Haitao just wanted to talk, but he saw that the middle-aged woman was holding song angel's little hand kindly and said kindly:

"angel, just call me aunt Zhou. The little girl is so beautiful. No wonder she can become a big star. My family Zhao Zheng is your fan. Are you free at night? My aunt will invite you to dinner and let you two young people know each other. It's a perfect match. "

The more the fat female shareholder looked at Song angqi, the more pleasing she was. That look was simply taking song angel as her future daughter-in-law.

Song Anqi blushed, and was about to say no, but she heard:

"your son, a waste, deserves to know my sister?"

As soon as this speech was said, the whole classroom was once again dead, and the needle could be heard.