The "Sodrula Temple Incident" was successfully resolved.

Yes, the temple of the shit stove is called the Temple of Sodrula by the scholars of the empire..... The name of the same shit stove is translated from. In short, this time the matter was successfully solved.

The so-called perfection means that the enemy's purpose has not been achieved, the prisoners who committed the kidnapping were also shot dead, and the number of students has not decreased. As for the casualties of the army, the losses of the base, and the destruction of temple cultural relics and monuments, they are all ignored.

An Xiaoyu returned to Sanqian College. Due to the student's injuries, the school decided to give students from the two classes of the Mecha Department a few days off.

Ran Ye personally went to the door of the temple and picked up all the students. Seeing their injuries, her face was full of care. An Xiaoyu looked at her expression and felt warm. Wei Qingxuan and the others were also rescued. After all, the first Wei family was still the first sequence. If he was killed, the people behind Huo Xing and the others could not afford it.

After returning to school, An Xiaoyu finally saw the administrator.

He was still sitting in the small pavilion in front of the girls' dormitory. Because it was getting closer to autumn, the weather was a little cold in the morning and evening. He also put a pot of chrysanthemum tea on his hand, and An Xiao said without saying a word.

I know that this experience is very important to me, and I also know that thanks to my state of mind and experience against the enemy, my future practice will be much smoother. However, I am still very angry!

An Xiao walked to the pavilion in a tone and stood beside the administrator with dust. Seeing that he had no reaction, he shook his hair and shook it again and again. Large areas of loess spread out and fell a whole layer on the amber water surface of the glass teapot.

The administrator looked at her like a kitten with fur.

An Xiaoyu stood there, staring at the administrator with tired blood in her eyes, stubbornly holding her tears in her tears, her throat hurting so hard that she couldn't say a word. She just watched like this, for what she was actually for? She didn't know, or she just wanted an answer, no matter what.

"Come on." The administrator waved, greeting An Xiaoyu as usual.

An Xiaoyu seemed to be nailed, not moving at all.

The administrator smiled and shook his head, finally stood up, and hugged An Xiaoyu in her incredible eyes.

Her face was tightly pressed against the administrator's chest, feeling the caressing on her head. She used to feel like she was petting a cat, but now she has become so gentle and warm. An Xiaoyu can hardly believe what is the situation now?

An Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, but the administrator did hug her and hadn't let it go.

She thought of the dazzling sunflower, the warm wind that day, the man she loved at the beginning, and the desire for warmth.

I don’t know how many times she suppressed her desires, because Chi Mo, because of dreams, because of the cruelty of the world, because of the object she yearned for, what an unreliable old thing she turned her impulse into reason, until now.

The administrator's hug was so warm that An Xiaoyu felt the sunny comfort of the Jiuxi Tribe in the temple.

What answers and explanations have become false at this time. An Xiaoyu wrinkled his nose. How long has he thought about it, how long has he been waiting for it, and how many grievances he felt, isn’t it just because of such a time?

For such a person, he took the initiative to hug himself.

Tears that could not help but surged from An Xiaoyu's eyes, and crossed her face full of dust, leaving two tears with dirt. However, before the tears were dried, new tears flowed out again. An Xiaoyu felt that her mind had been blank and had been drained, and all turned into tears, left on the administrator's chest.

"Wow——" An Xiaoyu cried out.

The first cry came out, and she vomited all the strength on her body. She couldn't stand firmly. She lay tightly on the administrator, crying loudly, while crying, muttering something that only she could understand.

The administrator hugged her tighter to prevent her from slipping from her body to the ground. He sighed softly, reached out to pat An Xiaoyu's back, and comforted her: "Okay, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore."

An Xiaoyu nodded with a sob and said, "Don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore."

But tears kept flowing out, their eyes were swollen, and their throats were hoarse.

People around the girls' dormitory looked at An Xiaoyu and the administrator. Many people knew that An Xiaoyu was a freshman in the mecha department. The relationship between the two was very ambiguous and unclear. Today they were about to break the window paper? So why did they cry so sadly?

Unable to see those surprised eyes or those gossipy expressions, An Xiaoyu put down all her defenses and burdens, lay on the administrator and cried enough, cried until her breath was uneven, and her eyes couldn't open. She just lay in her arms and fell asleep.

The administrator carried An Xiaoyu to his lap, sat in the pavilion, looked up at the stars and moon in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking. The person who was peeking was stunned and suddenly found that the two people who were clearly in the pavilion just now disappeared in the blink of an eye?

The two girls crawled out from behind the bushes and rubbed their eyes hard. The people in the pavilion were indeed gone! They ran to the pavilion and looked around, confused, divine teleportation, illusion, ghosts, ghosts!

When they were puzzled, the administrator had already taken An Xiaoyu back to her dormitory, and did not alarm anyone. Shao Jiaxian had not returned to the dormitory yet, and he didn't know where to go. The sound of walking occasionally came from the corridor, and the room was as quiet as deep blue.

The administrator put An Xiaoyu on the bed without any movement. The girl's body was gone. The worn training clothes were gone and they were replaced with pink pajamas. The tears on her face disappeared, leaving only red and swollen eyes. The wound on her forehead disappeared, and her bangs were on her thin eyebrows, which was a little charming.

Sitting at the head of the bed, put An Xiaoyu's head on his knees, the administrator reached out and touched An Xiaoyu's face, feeling a little distressed.

But what can I do? The administrator blinked, asked himself, and asked the sky.

So, God answered him, there was no way.

Not long after, Shao Jiaxian pushed the door and walked in, humming a song. Just as he was about to turn on the light, he saw the two legs hanging on the edge of An Xiaoyu's bed.

She was already a little skilled in this situation. She retracted her hand pressed on the light switch and walked to the bed with a slight foot. The administrator smiled at her and said silently: "I'll stay here for a while."

Shao Jiaxian looked embarrassed. Where are you here and I going?

As a result, the administrator raised his hand and a golden note appeared between his index finger and middle finger: "The whole audience of "Savior Cooked Cooked 30% off."

The little girl's eyes lit up and she was surprised to take it, but suddenly she reacted: "But...    ..."

But I still have to come back to sleep...

The administrator twisted his two fingers and rubbed another black card behind the three-fold coupon: "The VIP 10-hour experience card of Dynasty Club."

"make a deal!"

Watching the little girl running out jumping out, the administrator's mood returned to happiness. Now it is no better than before. What does it matter if there is no way? He believes that An Xiaoyu can face the difficulties he encountered alone, even if he blames him and hates him, as long as...

The administrator looked down at An Xiaoyu's peaceful sleeping face and suddenly showed a sly smile.

The next morning, the sun shone into the window of the dormitory. Shao Jiaxian, who had spent the whole night outside, lay on the bed without any ladylike demeanor. She slept soundly. An Xiaoyu finally woke up and opened her eyes.

Sitting up from the bed and looking at the sunlight outside the window, the eyes turned and it hurt. Yesterday, I almost burst into tears. An Xiaoyu felt a little blushed when she thought about it.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face and had eye care. Without changing my clothes, I went downstairs and planned to have a normal lunch for a long time.

During the two weeks of military training, I first went hungry in the forest, and then I was all covered with the set meals of the soldiers in the army. They were simply not eaten by humans. I don’t know how much worse than the sick rice at the Shahai Base.

Thinking of this, An Xiaoyu began to look forward to the food in the dormitory cafeteria frantically. Her stomach, which had not eaten for two days, was roaring, and it sounded particularly loud. An Xiaoyu's face turned red and she looked around. Sure enough, the person next to her walked over and turned his head to look at her.

Being heard!

Lowering his head, An Xiaoyu rushed into the elevator. While no one went downstairs, he rushed to the cafeteria to make a quick meal, sat down and ate full, leaned on the chair to nourish his spirits, felt the warmth of strength and blood filling every corner of his body again, and then stood up satisfied, holding the plate and planning to leave.

After delivering the plate to the recycling room, An Xiaoyu turned around, but saw several people suddenly turning their heads, as if they were peeking just now, but when she turned her head, they avoided their sight. But even if they avoided it, some people still couldn't help but look at her.

What the hell?

An Xiaoyu wondered, touched her face, confirmed that no rice grains were left, and turned around and walked away.

After leaving the cafeteria, I saw Aunt Zhang walking out from behind the small window, moving a chair to bask in the sun at the door, so I raised my hand and said hello. Aunt Zhang leaned on the back of the chair, said hello, and took out an e-book.

An Xiaoyu smiled and planned to go back to the dormitory to change his clothes, and then go out for a walk. As a result, before he could enter the elevator, he heard Aunt Zhang calling her from behind: "Xiaoyu?"

An Xiaoyu turned her head and said, "Aunt Zhang, what's the matter?"

Aunt Zhang looked a little embarrassed, and she watched An Xiaoyu walk over, as if she was considering her words.

An Xiaoyu wondered, what happened?

Aunt Zhang thought about it and finally said earnestly: "Xiaoyu...    ..."

"Um?"

"It is a good thing for young people to show off their personality. I know that you are young and people of my age can no longer keep up with the trend."

What's the thing? An Xiaoyu thought, but she could only continue her words and said, "No, Aunt Zhang, you are still young, how can you not keep up with the trend."

Aunt Zhang coughed dryly and continued, "That, your pajamas are good, did you buy them yourself?"

"Ah? Ah...                                                            

Aunt Zhang looked at her strangely and finally said: "It is best to wear clothes with words behind you, just put them in the house...     ..."

"What?" An Xiaoyu was stunned.

"I'm not saying that the clothes are bad, don't get me wrong... " Aunt Zhang hurriedly explained: "I just said, if someone thinks you are so... and then that... you just... "

I wiped it? An Xiaoyu instantly understood something and took out the terminal to take a photo from the back. As a result, two huge words were found in the back of the pajamas, which clearly stated - "*"!

I fucking!

"Aunt Zhang, listen to my explanation. This is not my dress... No, this is my dress, but the words behind it were not written by me!"

OK, it's not clear.

An Xiaoyu changed her clothes and threw her pajamas on the administrator's face. The administrator picked them up and saw them happy: "The clothes are good!"

"Good, you guys! Did you do it?"

"No!" the administrator swears: "Absolutely not, what I wrote is clearly 'restrictive'."

An Xiaoyu's mind made a sharp turn and almost got out of the way by him.

"Restricted" and "*"... It's indeed a bit like it!

However, no matter how good you look, you are introverted or introverted, and * is still * after all!

Don't try to fool me!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!