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Chapter 737 Dirty things

Even though Nan Qing said it tactfully, Tianni was not a fool and instantly understood that she was saying she was noisy.

Tianne's expression changed again and again, and finally she endured it.

"You think I talk so much to everyone? Do you think I care about other people?"

Nan Qing did not answer.

Tianni was so angry that she didn't want to speak anymore!

So a very strange phenomenon occurred throughout the day today, that is, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Empire and the girl who was very familiar with His Royal Highness the Son of God were walking together. The two were inseparable but had no communication throughout the day.

The other students were confused.

If Her Royal Highness the Princess is familiar with the blonde lady, why didn't she hear them talking?

If you're not familiar with them, why are we together all day long and sitting together in class?

But if you look closely, it seems that the princess is following the blond girl.

"What is her origin? Does anyone know her name?"

"I don't know. I've never heard of this person before. It's like she appeared out of nowhere."

Nan Qing turned a deaf ear to the sounds around her. Sopoya did not come to have dinner with her at noon today. It seemed that Sopoya was busy with matters in the temple.

The courses at Guangming Academy were really boring. They were all about the knowledge of Guangming's beliefs. Nan Qing listened to the classes perfunctorily. She learned these things very quickly.

Many people are curious about the identity of this thin blond girl, but no one knows her origins.

Everyone was talking quietly, and a young man in the crowd showed a contemptuous smile.

Isn't this the dirty thing?

Even washing your body cannot cover the odor and sourness inside your body.

Unexpectedly, she actually sneaked into Guangming Academy.

The presence of such people in Guangming Academy is simply desecrating this sacred place.

Ma Defu wanted to expose her identity and save Guangming Academy, but when he heard that this dirty guy actually knew the princess and the Son of God, he suddenly had other ideas.

In the evening, get out of class is over.

"Thank you Professor Pola, thank you for your hard work."

At the end of each teaching session, everyone would stand up and sincerely thank the professor.

Nan Qing picked up his books and followed the crowd out of the classroom. Tian An was still sorting the books. She was anxious: "Felina, wait for me, wait for me. I haven't finished packing my things yet. Just wait for me."

Let’s go back together.”

The more anxious you are, the more mess you are cleaning up. Her Royal Highness has never done any work.

Nan Qing left quickly, as if he didn't hear her words.

The auditorium where classes are held is far away from the girls' dormitory, and one has to walk through a forest and a lawn and lake.

As the sun set, Nan Qing walked slowly with his book in his arms.

"The heroine of the world is so perseverant, I have been following you for a whole day."

"She wants to use me to get close to Soboa."

Nan Qing knew it clearly.

In the original plot, the heroine relied on the golden finger to get close to Soboa. In fact, the heroine did not dare to use the golden finger unless it was absolutely necessary.

Now that Tianne has discovered that there are other ways to have a relationship with the Son of God, she is of course happy to do so.

Finally, no one was following him, so Nan Qing relaxed and walked back at a leisurely pace.

But as she walked, footsteps came from behind, and the rhythm of the footsteps followed hers.

Nan Qing stopped and turned around to see a young man with a malicious expression who looked a few years older than himself.

Ma Defu folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at her with disdain and disdain: "Dirty thing, I didn't expect you to be able to sneak into Guangming Academy. After you've been cleaned, you really look good."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Nan Qing knew that this was someone who knew the original owner.

Dirty things, garbage, many people used to call the original owner that.

Ma Defu came closer and then covered his nose in disgust: "You are still the same dirty thing. No matter how clean you are, you still stink. The smell of garbage is still in your bones."


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