Green tea bitch himself is shameless, is the average level of prenatal education?

Ruan Qiao felt a little dizzy.

She should...had no auditory hallucinations.

Lin Zhan finished his phone without saying a word, and the other side of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and he hurriedly hung up.

He whispered, stuffed his phone back into Ruan Qiao's hand, and threw two words lightly: "It's boring."

Ruan Qiao subconsciously lowered her head and stared at the phone screen stupidly.

It took a while before she digested what had just happened.

This Chaotian pepper actually helped him fight the lamb girl, and he was not angry and said something amazing.

The little lamb girl seemed to be scolded.

Searchlights lit up in the dark playground.

Both of them fell silent.

A sports student who was in a team of sports ran past his side, causing a gust of wind, and the hem of his skirt rippled slightly.

Ruan Qiao tied his hair around his ears and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Lin Zhan also opened his eyes. Looking at something else, he bent his hand to cover his lips, coughed, and handed the little yellow flower out of his other hand.

"Your notebook is returned to you."

Ruan Qiao paused and took it silently.

Lin Zhan's eyes were running around the playground, and his voice sounded a little careless, "What, I'm sorry, I just wanted to tease you, I really didn't see anything, just that page..."

He covered his lips unconsciously, coughed again, and then changed the topic, "Also, you are too bullying the weak and afraid of being tough. You are still so arrogant in the classroom. People call us to come to the door, why are you trying to fight her like a quail?"

“…”

Ruan Qiao pursed her lips and did not answer.

She glanced at her phone and it was almost half past seven, so she asked, "Are you still going to the board game club?"

Lin Zhan: "Go, of course."

The two walked all the way to the board game club's activity classroom. Lin Zhan said a few words from time to time, and Ruan Qiao also gave him face and said a few words.

After all, he just avenged himself.

I have to admit that Lin Zhan’s words to scold the little lamb girl really made her heart. She may have been through these words, but she will definitely not be able to say them.

Besides, he was beaten by himself in the classroom at that time.

Mingsi, Nandao, don’t be ashamed? So many people didn’t get angry when they saw it. It can be said that they are quite friendly.

***

Today's board game club activity is werewolf killing.

Although everyone can play, it is the first time they will kill each other together. Considering the running-in issue, they still use the most traditional Four Wolves, Four Gods, and Four Civilian Boards.

Ruan Qiao and Lin Zhan happened to sit directly opposite each other.

In the first game, Ruan Qiao got a witch card. In today's rules, the witch cannot save himself.

Lin Zhan was killed on the first night.

Ruan Qiao opened her eyes and saw Lin Zhan being killed, thinking: How hated is he?

“…The player who died last night was him. Does the witch use the antidote?”

God asks questions according to the process.

Ruan Qiao raised his thumbs up and used.

Everyone is a good person who can play, and speaks based on logic and does not look down on face.

Soon, there was only one wolf and one god left on the scene.

In the border slaughter rules, kill all werewolves, the gods and villagers will win. Kill all the gods or all villagers, the werewolves will win.

This round of speeches is particularly important.

Ruan Qiao had already made some judgment in her heart. She was the last god left, and the president who spoke first jumped out to recognize the witch...

Although there is a possibility of carrying a knife, Ruan Qiao feels that their situation has not yet reached such a high-end level.

She decided that the president was the last wolf.

When it was her turn to speak, she decided to jump to the identity of the person she said, "Sorry, I am a witch, and the first night I died was No. 3." She looked at Lin Zhan and continued, "I saved him."

Lin Zhan supported his head and looked back, looking careless.

After Ruan Qiao danced to the witch, she gave Lin Zhan a silver water, and then she argued that the president was the last wolf.

She thought this game should be a win.

After all, Lin Zhan, the person who was speaking at the ticket position, was his own silver water.

But when it was Lin Zhan's turn to speak, he snapped his fingers, his eyes fell on Ruan Qiao, his voice lazy, "Everyone vote with me to vote No. 7."??

Ruan Qiao was silent on the surface, but a big trough lay beneath her heart.

Silver water reverses?!

*&%@#&*@#!

From the moment Lin Zhan pointed his finger at her, Ruan Qiao knew that if he lost, he lost, he lost, and Lin Zhan was the last wolf! An invincible Wolverine!

You can do anything like cheating and deceiving the antidote to be a Wolverine identity! Shameless!

She really underestimated their ability to kill in the face, a little angry!

Immediately after the second, third, and fourth...

As soon as Lin Zhan spoke, he said, "I think No. 7 is a wolf."

"No. 7 will self-destruct."

"The whole vote is seven."

"Issue No. 7 not done well."

"The seventh has already had a chat."

...

You just started talking about it! It exploded, you exploded into a different firework!

Lin Zhan’s way of playing is simply too rogue. The little guilt caused by beating people and the gratitude caused by helping are now replaced by a small flame of anger.

The face-to-face killing activity ends.

Ruan Qiao glared at Lin Zhan without a trace and was about to leave.

Lin Zhan also stood up.

Several acquaintances from the international department wanted to pull him out to play, but he refused casually, leaned sideways away from the crowd leaving the seat, and walked out of the classroom.

After all, it was autumn and the night was cool.

On the long and empty tree-lined avenue, the street lights are warm yellow and the shadows of the trees are mottled.

Ruan Qiao was wearing a thin dress, a little cold. She unconsciously picked up her arms and put them together.

Someone called her behind, "Hey, sister persimmon."

Ruan Qiao paused and didn't look back.

"Hey, Ruan Qiao."

Ruan Qiao took two steps, but stopped and turned around.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Lin Zhan who was walking towards her not far away, thinking to herself: This person is smart. He knows it's cold at night and has added a shirt.

"What's up?"

Lin Zhan didn't say anything, carrying a schoolbag and a shoulder strap, walked forward while taking off his shirt.

Ruan Qiao was stunned. Oh my god, what did he want to do?! Could it be that he wants to dress himself?

Ruan Qiao's head was empty and she looked at Lin Zhan stupidly.

I saw Lin Zhan take off his shirt and get closer and closer...

He had the smell of lime on his body and had a light tobacco smell.

The fine and soft linen ash rubbed against the neck, a little itchy.

Lin Zhan wrapped around her waist, tied a beautiful bow on her shirt sleeve, and then slowly stepped back.

After a while, Ruan Qiao looked down at the shirt around her waist.

She was still a little confused about the situation.

The next second, a slight and fine pain came from the abdomen, as if a warm current was constantly going down—
To be continued...