Sun Miaomiao was speechless, "You can really cause trouble."

Zhao Chenghuang on the side nodded slightly.

Yuan Ting said: "What's going on, tell me, I'm sure I won't tell it."

At half past six in the afternoon, sunset.

Zhang Yuanqing, who ate three catties of moonlight fish and boiled chicken in the cafeteria, returned to the boys' dormitory and entered room 404.

He took a shower, brushed his teeth, and stood by the window watching the sun sink into the horizon.

The male dormitory is surrounded by flowerbeds and trees, the environment is quiet, the fragrance of flowers floats in the air, and several little wild cats shuttle and play among the flowerbeds.

On the treetops, little squirrels are crawling around. The animals are not afraid of people, and they are very spiritual.

Zhang Yuanqing watched calmly, and before he knew it, it was getting dark.

The terrain of Qinfeng Academy is almost ready, and he plans to act tonight to open the stone gate at the bottom of the lake.

"Boom!"

At this time, the door of the room knocked.

Who is looking for me? Zhang Yuanqing opened the door, and the visitor surprised him.

It was the sexy and charming Song Man, who was holding a bottle of wine in her left hand and two goblets between her right fingers.

"Are you interested in inviting me in?" She raised the wine bottle as a signal, and smiled, revealing two dimples.

Sure enough, she is a wood demon who loves to reproduce, no, Beastmaster Zhang Yuanqing has a big head�the one above.

He didn't want to be entangled at this juncture.

The temperaments of wood demons and water ghosts are the most diverse and complex among the major professions.

Among them, some wood demons have surging vitality and a strong desire to reproduce.

The temperament of this teacher Song Man is enough to explain her type.

"Teacher Song Man, do you have a boyfriend?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

He wants to imply to the other party through his partner that he must learn to love himself.

Song Man shook her head, then smiled coquettishly and said:

"If you're willing to be my boyfriend, then I have it now."

You know how to flirt, you female sea king Zhang Yuanqing didn't change her face: "But I have a girlfriend."

Song Man didn't give up, she took a step forward, her plump and tender body was half-closed to Zhang Yuanqing, and said with a smile:

"This does not prevent us from enjoying Fengyue."

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head, his face turned cold:

"Teacher Song Man, I'm going to rest."

Song Man stared at him for a few seconds, then shrugged in disappointment, "If you need anything during these seven days, I'd be happy to spend the Spring Festival with you. Find me anytime." JrNovels.com