Master of Ninja World

Zhiban Yixia held his head in pain, because Wuchen's words awakened his most painful memory.

As Wuchen said, it was the same in the past. It was because Zhiban was kidnapped in the summer, which dragged down his sister Zhiban Qiandong.

"Wow!"

Weaver, who couldn't bear the blow, broke through the door like a mad summer, and disappeared in an instant.

"What do you mean?!" Zhiban Qiandong's eyes showed a cold light.

"Didn't you ask me to do this?" Wuchen smiled mysteriously, and said: "In the past, you wanted me to exercise freckles for a summer, did you forget?"

"You called exercise?!" Zhiban Qiandong's beautiful eyes breathed fire.

"Is not it?"

Being stared fiercely by Qiandong Weaver, most people will be frightened, except that the dust-free place is still astonished, and said in an unpredictable tone: "Humans, only when they are destroyed, can people become strong stand up!"

"Cracked reasoning."

Zhiban Qiandong sneered, and said angrily: "You did it on purpose..."

Wuchen was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhiban Qiandong, and directly pulled her over, letting her fall softly in his arms.

"You are too presumptuous!"

Zhiban Qiandong was furious, and hit Wuchen's cheek with a fist.

"Have you forgotten who your master is?"

Wuchen easily defuses the attacking fist, and overwhelming Weaver Qiandong under the bed, when he was about to go further, he suddenly remembered something.

Looking back, Huang Lingyin was looking at them blankly.

"Little girl, don't you go back to class?" Wuchen scolded loudly, deliberately frightening, "In our school, you will also be expelled for being late!"

"You are shameless!"

Huang Lingyin stared at Wuchen angrily. This guy is too shameless. When there is such a regulation, Wuchen clearly made it himself.

"But you really let me leave? Are you sure? Gang, Gang, just now..." Huang Lingyin's face flushed, her body was squeezed, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "It wasn't you who let me take off my clothes. Is it serving you?"

When she said the last sentence, Huang Lingyin seemed to have exhausted all her courage, and she hurriedly lowered her head and dared not look at Wuchen.

"This kid..."

Wuchen heard the words and touched his chin, stared at Huang Lingyin, looked again, shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I was planning to fly you and Qiandong together, but take a closer look, your ass is too small , No chest, no fart at all! I am not Lolicon, wait until you are developing for ten years before you come to me!"

"you!"

Zhiban Qiandong almost jumped up when he heard this, but Wuchen was clutching tightly, the power gap between the two was too great.

"Hurry up?!"

The dust-free eyeballs glared, and Huang Lingyin, who was frightened, didn't dare to speak, and ran off.

"I guess I went to look for weaving for a summer, right?"

Seeing the girl's back, Wuchen let go of Weaver Qiandong and couldn't help laughing secretly. Huang Lingyin would definitely tell the kid what happened just now.

"One summer, one summer, don't be mad." Wuchen went to the sofa and poured himself a cup of hot tea. He couldn't help thinking about weaving a summer if I knew that I would double fly weaving. What is the face of Qiandonghui.

"Are you comfortable now?" Zhiban Qiandong sorted out the slightly messy clothes, the blush on his face flashed away.

For a moment, she was indeed a little flustered, afraid and even a little expectant.

In Zhiban Qiandong's heart, Wuchen is an extremely contradictory existence, not only an object who wants to surpass and defeats, but also a longing idol.

Zhiban Qiandong’s strength comes from dust-free, and she is deeply grateful for this, and she and Zhi-tan Yixia were abandoned by their parents since they were young. The person who took care of them was dust-free, and the two said I'm already starving to death.

Because weaving Qiandong looked forward to being dust-free, but the younger brother of a certain sister-in-law was also envious and jealous. As a result, the relationship between the two parties deteriorated.

On the other hand, weaving Qiandong is entangled in that the relationship between dust-free and weaving in a summer is so bad that it can be called water and fire. After a long time, it will inevitably cause big problems, and Wuchen often teases weaving for a summer. The boy was half to death with anger at every turn, and the two sides went to war almost as soon as they met...

"correct."

The conversation suddenly changed, Wuchen changed the subject decisively, and asked: "I heard that our school is coming to students again. It seems that they are from a big family in France, right?"

This reminded him of a certain girl pretending to be a man.

"There is one from France, but..." Zhiban Qiandong thought through his thoughts and said with a headache: "There is another one, from country D, who was a former student of mine."

"Are you a student?"

Wuchen's eyes gleamed slightly, and he asked, "Could it be Lavra Budiwey?"

"Have you heard of her?" Zhiban Qiandong was slightly surprised.

"Of course, cyborg, the kid has a lot of crooked brains to beat me, how can I not know."

Wuchen talked about it, and some of the content was not only heard, but it was even clearer than Weaver Qiandong knew.