Chapter 224: Her Royal Highness the Sea Princess is a Heartthrob (9)
Intermediate magic theory course.
Zuo Qianjin listened absentmindedly, his mind not on the textbook in front of him. From the corner of his eye, he would glance to the other side, at Qiao Xi.
She seemed to be listening very attentively.
Zuo Qianjin thought so as he looked at her profile.
It was the same during the freshman ceremony. No matter what she did, this seemingly gentle girl was always serious.
And beside her.
The second prince of Lemuria sleeping on his desk was a little...
Zuo Qianjin didn't know either.
With their background in ancient civilization, why would they come to the magic academy?
But this is just right, at least he won't miss his savior.
Even if the other party said that he didn't need to repay anything, Zuo Qianjin still wanted to do something. And after telling his mother yesterday, his mother seriously asked him to invite the girl to dinner to express his gratitude.
Just a meal.
At least it's a token of my appreciation, right?
I finally made it to the end of get out of class.
Annie slapped Zuo Qianjin's desk, and finally made the absent-minded boy look away.
Zuo Qianjin looked at the pointy-eared blonde girl in front of him.
Feeling a little disappointed for no reason, he picked up the magic book on the desk and blocked Annie's face.
"What are you doing?"
Annie pushed aside the magic book blocking her view and gave him a look of disdain: "Why are you asking? If you want to know him, just chase him!"
Zuo Qianjin was stunned.
Hesitating and struggling, avoiding her gaze, the boy opened his lips but ultimately said nothing.
I noticed that the boy was silent.
Anne folded her arms across her chest, looking down at him and said, "Hey, don't tell me you don't even have the courage to thank me, you coward."
"You...! Just go."
Zuo Qianjin was also successfully angered by the arrogant girl in front of him. He immediately pulled out a chair, stood up and left the classroom to chase Qiao Xi who had already walked away from Horn.
Watching the boy's back as he walked away.
Decisive and resolute.
Anne stood there in silence for a moment, her hand involuntarily raised to touch her heart.
She dropped her eyelids.
Her thick eyelashes slightly covered her beautiful light blue eyes, hiding her embarrassment and loss.
"Why don't you chase after her yourself?"
Another sneering voice suddenly came, interrupting Anne's thoughts.
Anne turned her head sharply.
I found that the boy with animal ears had sat on the window frame at some point. He was leaning on one leg with his knee raised, his elbow supporting his chin as if bored, his eyelids lazily half-closed.
But he couldn't hide his beast-like gaze.
Blatant and passionate, like a nimble cheetah hiding in the jungle, ready to bite someone's neck at any time.
"Simon, you haven't gone back yet?"
Annie quickly composed herself, put on a smile and waved hello to him.
She hated such looks.
Rather, I really disliked the Orcs. They were just rough and savage people, even if I could rise to the top and join them as one of the four great families.
Deep down, there is still untamed savagery in his bones.
It is different from the beautiful elves who are born with the blessing of nature, and it is also different from the demons who are born with an affinity for the magic of the dark abyss.
Nor are they the wise Apocalypse tribe who lead the world.
Although she didn't like it very much, her friendly smile didn't show any disgust, not even the slightest bit.
Simon glanced at her.
The boy jumped down easily, picked up the bag that had been left in the classroom, threw it casually over his shoulder, and walked straight past her without even glancing at her.
As they passed each other, Anne's body stiffened.
“So fake.”
The sarcastic voice that floated by her ears was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.
The hands hanging at my sides involuntarily clenched into fists.
The resentment and anger in her heart almost burst out in an instant, but when Anne turned around and was about to lose her temper, Simon was no longer in the classroom.
Fake……
This word touched her sore spot.
Anne lowered her head and bit her lip, and finally loosened her clenched hands.
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