If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will? - Chapter 31

Zhong Yuan finally made a good heart in the last half of the summer vacation and no longer tortured me. He flew back to Shanghai. It is said that his parents are abroad, and there is only one left-behind grandfather in Shanghai.

I didn’t idle for the rest of the month, but I went back to school and attended the school’s welcome this year. As a young man who loves the party and patriotism and serves the people, I certainly will not be as selfish and hedonistic as Zhong Yuan.

The orientation activities were very successful, and the schoolmates were very friendly. The only fly in the ointment was that my gender was always wrong. When a group of girls screamed around me, “School, you are so cute,” I was really messy.

My hair is now about five centimeters. Because it is soft, I can already take it with the help of the post, instead of being like a growing prickly pear. Although the beauty has increased, it is still too short, broken bangs, thin horns, and soft short hair. I look at myself in the mirror. Sometimes I have a kind of “this is a boy.” illusion. What’s more, what I can’t bear the most is that the uniform clothing that is issued in the school is a big and very loose T-shirt. I put it on. The model of my “Max A Cup” shows no advantage. It’s easy to ignore people when you see >__<

He said slyly: “You are very special.”

I groaned and said nothing, “If you don’t like your driver, how can you bring him?”

His brow wrinkled deeper, silenced and replied: “I don’t have a driver’s license.”

Oh, I understand it in an instant. It is estimated that he is not yet 18 years old. So I smiled very understandingly and didn’t speak.

He was a little dissatisfied and said in a hurry: “I can still take it in a month.”

I nodded affectionately. “Child, congratulations.”

He is even more dissatisfied. “I am not a child… Saying, my name is Su Yan, ask for a name?”

The word “Fang Ming” made me grotesque, so I replied very arrogantly: “My name is Muer.”

“Mul?” He squinted and looked up at me. “Mur, do you have a boyfriend?”

I almost got caught in yogurt, “Cough, you… trouble you call my sister.”

Su Yan: “Mul.”

Me: “Call the sister.”

Su Yan: “Mul.”

I:”……”

Ok, Muer is about Muer, and there are people calling me wood. I am very generous~___<

When he sent me to the dormitory downstairs in the evening, he said a word to me, I almost vomited blood on the spot.

He said: “Mul, I am very satisfied with today’s date.”

I found out that this younger brother is the cup of the wolf’s soul that crosses the little white rabbit.