<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 There is one self-study class left in the afternoon.
 Bi Ming took a bite of the creamy chestnut rice stick that Tang Bei stuffed to her, and the tip of her rosy tongue stretched out, and lightly licked off a little bit of debris from her lips.
 It is obviously a temptation, but the movements are brisk like a small animal, with a bit of playfulness unique to a girl.
 Pei Jingshuo held her face sideways, unaware that he had been staring at the girl for a long time.
 Bi Ming is well aware of the importance of atmosphere, and stared at her biology book with her eyes fixed, as if she didn't notice the burning gaze on her side.
 The pull between men and women has a lot to pay attention to.
 The first is to control the rhythm, too easy to get will always give people a "cheap" feeling.
 What Bi Ming wants is not "fast food" that can be together on impulse for three or five days, but the most simple and pure feelings of a teenager, so it takes a little more work.
 In order to train the precious little sister Yin Han to be her most loyal vicious dog, Bi Ming is very patient.
 In the eyes of others, the girl's cheeks were flushed with a light red due to the heat of the heat, the cheeks of the girl who answered the questions quietly and well, her nose bridge seemed to be coated with a beautiful halo, and her eyelashes were drooping, like a quiet black flower, covering the Eyes contemplating the subject.
 It looks softer than Monet's oil paintings.
 When Pei Jingshuo usually arrives at the self-study class, he either sleeps or slips away, but at this moment, he rarely picks up a pen and paper, without writing a word, his eyes are looking at his deskmate with impunity.
 It's just that the atmosphere was used to break it, and Ran Le in front suddenly turned back:
 "Shuo Shuo, do you want to fight tonight?"
 "!" The black-haired boy glanced sharply at his friend, full of displeasure at being harassed.
 Seeing his friend's posture, Ran Le couldn't help but leaned back with a "squeak", cold sweat oozing from his back.
 Bi Ming also raised her eyes, very puzzled.
 "Fight you..." Pei Jingshuo was about to scold him, but he swallowed the second half of the sentence as if he was worried, "Ran Le, you have nothing to beat."
 "Brother, don't mess with me!" Ran Le saw that he was so angry that he was rubbing his fists, and quickly looked at Bi Ming, "Math class representative, take care of him!"
 Bi Ming was confused, but seeing Pei Jingshuo's dark face, he could only persuade him softly: "The squad leader will remember the name later, be careful."
 This is cleverly said.
 If Bi Ming's mouth was an indiscriminate "don't hit people", then Pei Jingshuo's temper was probably blocked.
 But what she said was, "Be careful," and her position changed instantly.
 Pei Jingshuo was like a cat with frizzy fur. After being smoothed out by the owner, he immediately withdrew from the attacking state.
 "You care about me so much?" He raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes locked on her.
 Bi Ming "nervously" looked away: "Who, who cares about you? If the squad leader deducts points, a group will be punished."
 The voice was very fast, as if he was deliberately covering up something.
 "Oh, that's it." Seeing that she didn't dare to look at him, Pei Jingshuo couldn't help his brows, and suddenly burst into a smile.
 Ran Le, who was eavesdropping, breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he didn't need to be beaten.
 This world really is "one thing down one thing", I didn't expect the math class to suppress the big devil with just two words.
 In fact, for Bi Ming, this is a very simple thing.
 Because Pei Jingshuo is like a cold and sensitive little leopard, as long as he touches his fur, he is still very good.
 After a while, the little leopard was lying on the table, sniffing the faint fragrance of jasmine flowers on the same table, and narrowed his eyes lazily.
 For some reason, I always smelled a soothing smell when I was next to the girl.
 In this regard, Bi Ming can only be said to be the charm of money.
 After all, an expensive perfume specially designed for girls only needs a little spray behind the ears and wrists, enough to linger for hours, and to confuse straight men into thinking they are sitting next to a little fairy with her own body fragrance.
 When the girls were still discussing which brand of shower gel is better, or spraying with a mess of adult perfumes, Bi Ming had already selected the most suitable fragrance for the original owner. Type scented shower and body lotions that bring out the pure beauty of this body.
 Only by carefully designing every detail of the body, can the "personality" be shaped impeccably. Bi Ming has a lot of experience in this, not to mention that the original owner was in the youth of cardamom, and she was young and beautiful no matter how she dressed.
 The light of the setting sun spilled into the classroom from the open window, and a jumping orange halo enveloped her side face, her long and curly eyelashes drooped gently, and the raised hair at her ears fell in a messy way. But she didn't notice it at all, but held the pen intently and left graceful handwriting on the test paper.
 The boy's half-squinted eyes kept this scene in mind.
 There were always rustling conversations in the self-study class in the classroom, but he couldn't hear anything except the rustling sound of her writing.
 ***
 The annual school sports meet starts next week.
 In a previous life, Yin Han remembered that it was this school sports meeting that promoted the love affair between Pei Jingshuo and Ruan Xiaoan.
 Ruan Xiaoan was not good at sports, but he was taken to be a strong man and reported for an endurance run of 1,200. During the game, she was out of physical strength and fell in the middle of the game, and was carried to the school doctor's office by Pei Jingshuo, who was watching the game.
 News of the two dating soon came out.
 This time, Yin Han made up his mind to grab this long-distance running opportunity back.
 However, as soon as she entered the classroom, she saw a scene that made her want to roll her eyes.
 In the aisle of the last row, the boy holding the homework book had a stern brow with a smile, and the girl who was standing beside him on tiptoe but couldn't grab the homework was flushed with pink cheeks.
 In her impression, Pei Jingshuo has never shown such a childish expression to the opposite sex.
 She hooked her lips mockingly. Is this the unique magnetic field between male and female protagonists?
 "Is it fun to grab my math homework, Pei Jingshuo?"
 "It's all said to borrow me to copy it, who told you not to." The young man looked down at Bi Ming who was in front of him, and tapped her on the head with the workbook.
 Bi Ming covered her head, narrowed her eyes, and took two steps forward: "Give it back to me!" While speaking, her foot "unintentionally" stepped on the other's shoe.
 "Hi-" Pei Jingshuo gasped, took two steps back, and grabbed the things in his hand.
 "Yes, I'm sorry..." The girl blinked worriedly, holding her homework book very innocently, "When I'm in a hurry...Are you all right?"
 Pei Jingshuo finally managed to say two words: "It's okay." She must not have done it on purpose, or because of her own cheap hands.
 Ran Le, who was watching the excitement in the front row, silently gave Bi Ming a thumbs up.
 Bi Ming pursed her lips and seemed a little guilty: "That... Pei Jingshuo, if it hurts, I, I have safflower oil in my bag."
 "No, it's not a big problem." The boy lost face, the snow-white limited-edition sneakers had black footprints, and his face was a little stinky.
 After a while, he felt his arm being poked.
 Turning his head, a small and portable bottle of safflower oil lay beside him, with a small note under it.
 A pink post-it note, at first glance, it is his deskmate.
 [Sorry (&gt;people&lt;) It will be much better to paint with this. ps. You can’t copy homework, but I can teach you if you can’t~]
 The girl's delicate handwriting and the pink card made Pei Jingshuo's chest tightness dissipated in an instant.
 He turned his head to look at her, but saw that the other party was counting the math homework that he had received, which was her responsibility as a class representative.
 "Hello, Ruan Xiaoan." He called her name.
 "Huh?" The girl looked at him sideways.
 "Didn't you say you want to teach me—" The corners of his lips twitched, "When will it start?"
 Bi Ming's voice was soft and slow: "Wait a moment when I hand over this pile of homework to the teacher."
 Tang Bei, who was across the aisle next to him, squeezed his fist.
 Damn, he originally planned to ask Bi Ming a few physics questions between classes, and Pei Jingshuo usually doesn't hand in his homework, why is he rushing to be a student today?
 The next second, he heard Yin Han by his side sneer a few times, gloomy and scary.
 He couldn't help being curious, he secretly glanced sideways, good guy, the girl's eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
 "Green tea bitch, pretending to be disgusting."
 The voice was so soft that only Tang Bei next to him could hear a few words.
 He frowned, although he didn't know what Yin Han was complaining about suddenly, it was so ugly.
 After Bi Ming left the classroom with the pile of homework, it happened that the representative of the physical education class tapped the blackboard a few times with a measuring ruler, making the whole noisy classroom quiet.
 "Listen, everyone, the number of applicants for next week's school sports meeting is not complete, the men's and women's 1,200-meter endurance run, as well as relay running and pole vault... If you haven't signed up for the event, come to me as soon as possible, or I will It's mandatory."
 Yin Han knew that there would still be a shortage of women's places in endurance running, and finally arranged for Ruan Xiaoan to be on top.
 She gritted her teeth, looked at Pei Jingshuo with an indifferent face not far away, and stood up: "I signed up for the 1,200-meter long-distance running!"
 The people in the classroom were startled by her.
 "Hanhan, are you serious?" Yin Han's girlfriends cast strange looks.
 The 1,200-meter endurance run is something that most girls will not report, because even if it is a normal jogging, this distance can already make people tired, let alone racing with others.
 And Yin Han is not an expert in sports, and usually does not show any track and field talent in physical education class. This decision is indeed unexpected.
 "I'm going to challenge myself, can't I?" Yin Han smiled, looking at Pei Jingshuo who was looking at him provocatively.
 With a confident and proud gesture, the bright and incomparable girl seemed to want to prove something.
 Pei Jingshuo, who simply glanced at her: ...
 He didn't care about Yin Han's decision, and simply ignored Qingmei's fiery gaze.
 "Brother Shuo, why is she staring at you when she signed up for her?" Ran Le in the front row was also puzzled.
 "I don't know." The boy withdrew his gaze and kicked his friend's chair boredly. "By the way, go ask Xu Yang, is there any shortage of women for 1,200 meters?"
 Xu Yang is the representative of the physical education class on the podium.
 "What do you mean by women?" Ran Le was confused, "Isn't the event we signed up for men's relay running?"
 "If you ask, just ask, stop talking nonsense." Pei Jingshuo frowned impatiently.
 Ran Le shrugged helplessly, rushed up to exchange a few words with the PE representative, and then swaggered back.
 "After Yin Han reported it, the women's 1,200 meters are already full."
 Pei Jingshuo let out an "um", then lay back on the table with a languid look.
 "No, big brother, what do you want?" Ran Le died of curiosity, "What's the use of knowing this?"
 "It's useless, just ask." Pei Jingshuo said perfunctorily.
 "Come on, cross the river and demolish the bridge." Ran Le's fingers trembled, and he couldn't believe that he was "throwing away when he ran out".
 "Why, do you have an opinion?" The young man looked at his friend and snorted coldly.
 "No—" Ran Le resolutely confessed, "Shuo Shuo, how can I have any opinion on you?"
 But he was also really curious as to why his friend cared so much about the woman Qian2.
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 As a senior Green Tea, Bi Ming recently became addicted to watching love variety shows and she found a very interesting phenomenon:
 As long as the girls are more popular and people can’t find any real black spots, they like to call them “Green Tea”.
 As long as you don’t like a girl, using “Tea” to describe the other party seems to be able to win back a city and humiliate her maliciously.
 No matter what the character of the girl is; innocent, lively, gentle, kind, or bright and generous, as long as they use the word “Tea” to label the other party, they can scold her to their heart’s content.
 “She is also green tea?” Bi Ming watched the sour netizens in the comment area jumping up and down to scold the most beautiful and well behaved girl in the show as ‘Green tea girl,’ and she couldn’t help sneering, “I still have too little knowledge.”
 Real green tea can make you cry without crying. As a green tea herself, Bi Ming was well versed in the ‘tea art’. Even if she changed men like she changes clothes, whenever she hooked her finger, someone will lick it. Moreover, she could also render the lemon essences who were jealous of her speechless.
 Just when she sighed, a light sphere calling itself the “Green tea system” appeared.
 “Congratulations on seeing through the essence and summoning this system.”
 “As we all know, ‘green tea’ has become the best way to stigmatize attractive girls in today’s society. ”
 “Some girls, who do not meet the standard of green tea at all, are framed as green tea and have no power to fight back, which greatly reduces the reputation of green tea.”
 “Ms. Bi Ming, as a senior green tea in this world, would you like to go to other worlds and let some ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well, who have wronged good people, experience the real tea art?”
 Bi Ming smiled lightly: “It sounds very interesting.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 Ye Qinghan, young master of the powerful Ye Family, gets ostracized when his peerless father meets an unfortunate end. Lacking strength and in a bid to live a Purposeful life, he suffers through the unending ridicule, bullying and torture dealt to him at each turn. However fate is a cruel mistress and offers only pain and misery with no end in sight. Broken, weak and distraught, Ye Qinghan embarks on a journey to usurp the hands of fate and attain strength to protect his own.
 Follow Ye Qinghan on his journey fraught with perilous encounters, betrayals and fortune as he seeks to overturn the heavens, defy fate and grasps his destiny in his arms.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Tian Man Continent is a world of martial arts. A young boy named “Su Yi” led countless yao (monsters or demons) and overrode countless families who had thousands of years of history. He rose abruptly in the world as the brightest star in the sky. He married beauties and walked towards the peak of of the world, and finally ascended onto the thrones of the ancient gods!
 <div class="author-novels">
 <h3>Author's Other Novels</h3>
 <ul>
 <li><a class="title" title="Spiritual and Martial Conqueror" target="_blank" href="/en/serie-1230/spiritual-and-martial-conqueror">Spiritual and Martial Conqueror</a></li>
 <li><a class="title" title="Martial God Conqueror" target="_blank" href="/en/serie-1886/martial-god-conqueror">Martial God Conqueror</a></li>
 </ul>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 Mercenary King Qin Chuan returns back to the city and is arranged by his finance to work as a security guard in the super department store.
 Accidentally he is drawn into the struggle with the department store.
 What is mine don’t touch, what is not mine you also put it down for me!
 After three years continues the legend of the security guard. Watch how the little security guard dominate the city~
 Temporary every day 9-11pm, morning 9 evening 5, weekends midnight.
</div>

<div class="content">
 When people are poor, they breathe wrong. 
 Ding, congratulations to the host, you will get a certain amount of money every time you breathe. 
 Ding, you get a spicy consumption card when you eat a crayfish with explosive taste. 
 Ding, your sleep quality is very high today. Gain energy + 20% of your daily buff. 
 Different Shenhao system, everything in life will bring surprises. 
 Coach, I want to learn to race!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Yan Qing’s sister, who has been sent down to earth, was schemed; designed to be a miserable female character in every life.
 To save her younger sister, Yan Qing, a retired quick-transmigrator, full class man, once again set foot on the world shuttle journey to hardcore protect his sister and counterattack scumbags.
 And then … ——
 The real daughter who was kicked out of the House: sorry, my richest brother came to pick me up.
 Abandoned White Moonlight stand-in: sorry, my elder brother said you lost your throne.
 Face-slapped cannon fodder female partner: sorry, the country spoils my brother, my brother spoils me!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Su Xiaoxin, a comic book author didn’t make a penny out of it. But it all changed when she moved to this eight-story, old residential building. Her readers with the manuscript fees took a sudden leap.
 The readers praised her vivid imagination…
 But in fact, there was no imagination in her comics…
 She drew her real life!
 Vampires, zombies, corpses and elves are not from her imagination, but sitting face to face with her, they ate a hot pot!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Soul Piercing Douluo became the Oscar of the original protagonist group. Will Oscar in this life still hold Tang San's thigh and become a god like the original? Will he still become Ning Rongrong's loyal little licking dog? Will he still join Tang San's forces? 
 A hero who came from a humble background and rose up in troubled times, used his special soul skills to make waves on the Douluo Continent. 
 When the evil Rakshasa God (is it Tang or Bi?) is about to launch a world-destroying war, the leader of the Lingyu Sword Sect, Poison Fighter Luo Qiansun, a lifelong friend of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Qian Renxue's dream man, Dugu Yan My favorite husband is Dugu'ao, Ao Mubai, Ao Hongjun, Ao Chen, Ao Rong, Ao Yuanzhen, Ao Hao, Ao Renxue, Ao San, Ao Yue, Ao Lande, Ao Wuji, Ao Erlong... ...Oscar, the King of Changes with countless identities, stood up. 
 He suppressed countless geniuses of an era and was extremely talented. 
 Secretly accumulating strength, working step by step, dominating the world and unifying the continent. 
 Whether they are humans or spirit beasts, he wants to make all living beings surrender and become the sole master of the continent. 
 In troubled times, ascend to the highest throne that attracts everyone's attention, end the disputes in troubled times, and calm down the chaos in the world.
</div>

<div class="content">
 In a time when the Divine Prefectures of the East Sea were in great disarray, Emperor Ye Qing and Donghuang the Great appeared to save the day. Under their rule, the prefectures united and all nations as well as their kings have been controlled. However, the legend of these two great heroes becomes altered when Emperor Ye Qing’s name is wiped from the history books after his sudden death. All statues and images of him were destroyed and his name a taboo. Only the legend of Donghuang the Great shall live on.
 Fifteen years later, a young man by the name of Ye Futian begins his journey in search for his true identity. The legend of Futian was going to be one for the history books.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Before his death, he was the only sword cultivator in the whole world, who dedicated his entire life to the path of sword immortality. 
 When he opened his eyes again, the world had completely changed. He began to cultivate the path of sword immortality again, slaying the heavenly way, shattering the universe with his will, and achieving the realm of sword immortality!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Growing up in a thief’s den, Ah Dai remained innocent and kind. During one of his thieving runs, he was caught by a powerful alchemist, Ge Li Si, who took him along for his own reasons. Ah Dai’s life was forever changed.
 Fate lead him to save the number one assassin from the Continent. In order to bring about his revenge, the King of Assassins forcefully brought Ah Dai to a secluded town, and passed on his life’s learnings to him. Following an assassin, will Ah Dai become a demon?
 Blood sun high in the heavens, 
 Evil will be born. 
 Blood rain across the world, 
 Calamity shall come.
 Thousand-year destruction to befall the Continent, 
 Who is the Savior?
 The melding of Kindness and Evil, 
 The fusing of Light and Dark.
 With the Phoenix’s Blood as guide, 
 Pass all obstacles. 
 With the Dragon’s Blood as bond, 
 Love through eternity.
</div>

<div class="content">
 I, the mighty Telepath Starlord, got banished into the mortal world. The days in the mortal world are much better than those in heaven! Everything is here — money, authority and most importantly stunning beauties! I am from a rich family. Yes, I am indeed wealthy now. The kind of wealth where you would not want to displease me. Domineering CEOs, military big shots, business geniuses, you name it — I know them all! I know everything you are thinking about. You can’t defeat me anyway, how are you going to go against me? A century in the mortal world is only equivalent to a hundred days in heaven. 
 As an urban banished immortal, I will enjoy the heck out of my time in the human world and a huge commotion would arise in heaven!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Every novel has a slag character, the one who decides to abandon the protagonist at his lowest, most helpless point, either because he can’t stand the poor guy’s circumstances or for other reasons. But after the protagonist wins his way in life again, they’re the ones who beg with broken sobs to be taken back.
 Still, water once spilled can’t be recovered again.
 Yet the unlucky Shen Jiayan has been bound to a Water Recovery* System to do just that.
 *water recovery – comes from an idiom that means “spilled water can’t be recovered” (English equivalent: there’s no use crying over spilt milk).
</div>

Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

Chapter 8: Charming little toffee is actually green tea flavor (8)

You'll Also Like

BoomNovels - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

Chapter 8: Charming little toffee is actually green tea flavor (8)

You'll Also Like