The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Looking at Qi Yan, the class representative, Ruan Qingshan's face was a little red.

She wasn't embarrassed, she was indignant.

She ran back to her seat and took out a neat and clean piece of homework from her desk pocket.

"Qi Yan, I've already helped you with your homework. I just wanted to wait for you to say something before I took it out. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... "

Her face was red from holding it in. Xia Ling had seen through the girl's dirty thoughts.

However, she carefully carried Xia Ling up and placed her on the high chair.

He looked at Ruan Qingshan who was holding his homework.

Qi Yan frowned slightly, and his light Brown eyes were filled with doubt towards Ruan Qingshan.

"Student Ruan, I don't remember asking you to help me with my homework. Did I remember wrongly? "

Someone beside him burst into laughter.

Ruan Qingshan was extremely stiff. He glared fiercely at Qi Yan and stuffed his homework into a position that was neither too high nor too low. Carrying the pile of homework, he quickly ran away from Qi Yan.

Qi Yan was baffled by the girl's glare.

Sitting in his seat, he subconsciously touched Xia Ling's slightly prickly soft fur.

"little dolphin, do you think I provoked her? "

Sitting on his own small stool, Xia Ling gave him a deep look.

The Bell for class rang.

Everyone began to prepare for class.

Qi Yan was a lazy person. He did not understand what was wrong with Ruan Qingshan. He had asked little dolphin about such a brain-taxing matter and did not plan to think about it again.

Lying on the table, Qi Yan decided to catch up on his sleep.

However, just as he lay down, a woman's voice with a baby voice sounded in his mind again.

"perhaps you are too good-looking. She is a little jealous that you are better-looking than her. "

This voice was like sweet honey with a trace of milk. It was commonly known as a baby voice.

That's right, this voice belonged to the little black pig beside Qi Yan.

He had adopted the little black pig and could hear it speak. He was slowly getting used to its voice.

However, it usually spoke. The voice just now came directly from his mind?

Could it be a secret voice transmission that had been lost in the martial arts world for a long time?

Sitting Up, Qi Yan looked at the little black pig again.

The little black pig looked at him.

The pig face looked innocent, as if it did not have the slightest awareness that it had done anything out of the ordinary.

On the podium, the teacher was giving a lecture, and everything around him was normal. Qi Yan swore that the voice just now was definitely not an illusion.

"Don't look anymore, it's me. I just awakened some innate skills. " Xia Ling looked at him with the demeanor of a calm and lofty pig.

The little black pig's baby voice rang in his mind again. Qi Yan was surprised once, but when he saw that the pig's mouth did not move, he heard the voice.

The second time, he was too lazy to be surprised.

Wasn't it just voice transmission He had already experienced how pigs could talk, what could be more terrifying than this?

Lying on the table, Qi Yan rested his arm on his pillow and quickly fell asleep.

His posture was very skillful, and the pillow was prepared early in the morning.

Even though Xia Ling knew that he had an extremely lazy personality, when she saw Qi Yan lying on the table, his breathing became even after three minutes... ...

Really, Xia Ling could not help but admire such excellent sleep quality.

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This time, the world that Xia Ling was wearing was a modern world.

The original owner of the book was the last Living Dang Kang in this world.

Dang Kang was described in the mountain and sea scripture. It probably looked like a wild boar and was very fierce.

However, putting aside its appearance, Dang Kang was a auspicious beast. It represented harvest and joy, and it could bring happiness to people.