Chapter 9 Goddess Han Xue

As the time for class was approaching, many students poured into the gate, and many luxury cars stopped, and students dressed in Xiangyu Middle School uniforms walked out.

"Thank you Han Xue! Please take me to school with you."

The person who spoke was a young and beautiful girl. The school uniform on her body seemed to have been changed, which further highlighted her youthful figure.

"Where, we are good friends!"

The answer was a tall girl with long jet-black hair draped over her shoulders. When she turned her head, her hair fluttered, revealing a pretty face that looked like a hibiscus out of water, with a holy charm.

The girl's name is Han Xue, and at the age of 16 or 17, you can see that she has a lot of money in the country.

Standing beside Han Xue, the person who just thanked was named Qin Qing, who was Han Xue's best friend.

Qin Qing looked at Han Xue's profile with a trace of jealousy in his eyes, and then hid it again.

This Han Xue came from a good background. His father was a wealthy businessman in Mingzhou City. Not to mention Mingzhou City, he was one of the best figures in the entire southeastern province. His mother was a master of traditional Chinese painting. .

And Han Xue is not only from a good background, good learning, but also outstanding in appearance.

This made Qin Qing, who was standing aside as a foil, very envious, or jealous, but in order to make a good friend, Qin Qing kept her jealousy deep in her heart.

"Han Xue, I heard that Ouyang Yu from your class has been chasing you. He is the school grass of our school! My family has money, why didn't you agree?"

"We're not suitable." Han Xue lifted her hair and said softly, "And I don't want to fall in love in high school."

"Humph! I'm still pretending to be arrogant!" Qin Qing scolded inwardly, then raised a smile, "Oh my sister Xue! What age, how can there be such an old-fashioned high school student like you! If Ouyang Yuken Pursue me, I promised him a long time ago!"

Han Xue laughed when she heard the words, "Haha, then let him pursue you!"

"I??????" Qin Qing was about to say something when the startled breathing of several girls in the distance caught their attention.

"Wow! Handsome guy! I don't know which class he is from?"

"Where? Where?"

"He's really handsome! He looks even more handsome than Ouyang Yu! Oh my God! Did he just transfer to another school? Why didn't he find out before?"

"Wow! He smiled at me! I'm going to give him monkeys!"

Ye Yu looked at this fat girl who was seriously overweight, and the corners of her mouth twitched, giving birth to a monkey? I'm afraid I can't move you!

Silently watching a circle of girls who were gradually approaching with red eyes, Ye Yu gave a shock and ran into the teaching building quickly.

Hearing the screams of the girls, Qin Qing curled his lips in disdain. Are there any more handsome boys than Ouyang Yu in Xiangyu Middle School?

"Are these people's aesthetics so low? No cat or dog dares to compare with Ouyang Yu!" In Qin Qing's heart, Ouyang Yu is not only handsome, but also rich and rich!

"He's really more handsome than Ouyang Yu." Han Xue said softly, and suddenly felt her heart beating a little faster.

Looking from a distance, they only saw a profile of Ye Yu's face. Under the slightly messy black hair, there were a pair of eyes as bright as black gems, a straight nose bridge, and water chestnut cheeks that looked perfect, which made them even more attractive. What impresses people is the temperament on his body, like a sharp blade unsheathed, sharp-edged, outstanding!

"Wow! Look at Han Xue! He's really handsome! He's even more handsome than Ouyang Yu in your class!" Qin Qing instantly forgot what he had just thought and exclaimed while pulling Han Xue's arm.

"He? It seems to be from our class!" Han Xue looked at Ye Yu's profile and felt very familiar, but she couldn't believe it was him.

"From your class? Han Xue, don't lie to me! Are there any more handsome boys in your class than Ouyang Yu? " Qin Qing couldn't believe it, because she was familiar with Han Xue's third year class.

"This ?????? Maybe I misread it." Seeing Ye Yu walking into the teaching building, Han Xue also began to be uncertain, is this person Ye Yu at the same table?

Having been at the same table for three years, Han Xue suddenly found that she seemed to have little communication with Ye Yu, and even his appearance in her mind seemed to be blurred.