Ye Qinglu paused, her heart suddenly suffocated.
Subconsciously turned to look at the vice president.
At some point, the vice-principal had already stood behind her, with a pair of sharp eyes, wandering between her and Di Moxuan: "Mo Zun, you are the elder of the main courtyard. Do you know...your every move, everything is controlled by you." It represents the behavior of the General Court."
Di Moxuan's actions have already made the onlookers speculate endlessly.
If Di Moxuan was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, no one would have imagined anything.
but…
However, Di Moxuan is a young man, and he is the third most handsome man on Xilan Continent's list of most handsome men.
Such a young and handsome man treats such a young and beautiful girl with so much love and care.
How could there be no misunderstanding
The vice president of the General Academy doesn't hate Ye Qingluo, but it doesn't mean that he can accept the elders of the General Academy and have an ambiguous relationship with a student.
This will affect the image of the general hospital.
"Vice-principal." Di Moxuan glanced at the vice-principal lightly, then shifted his gaze to Ye Qingluo, and smiled elegantly, "She is my most proud student."
The onlookers nodded suddenly.
They have also heard that the elders sent by the General Academy to go to the Xuan Academy are directly selected to teach in the class of demons.
With the elders of the main hospital teaching in person, it's no wonder that Ye Qingluo improved so fast.
Ye Qingluo's talent is so strong.
If they were Ye Qingluo's teachers, they would be willing to be so gentle to Ye Qingluo!
Thinking about it this way, the onlookers calmed down.
Just now I saw Mo Zun and Ye Qingluo, no matter how you look at it, they are so ambiguous and intimate.
Looking at Mo Zun and Ye Qingluo now, I just feel that the teacher-student relationship between them is extremely strong.
The deputy dean glanced at the two of them, but did not continue to ask.
He just waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Take her to the medical hall, bandage the wound, and leave tonight to return to Shangxuan Academy. After two days of rest, ten students from the class of demons will be selected to report to the class of gods."
This is the reward for defeating the boss.
Ten students can be selected from the winning class to go to the class of gods to study in the class of gods for a period of one month.
Ye Qingluo thanked the vice president.
They said goodbye and left without exchanging greetings.
…
In Xilan Square Town, there are private rooms in restaurants.
A table full of delicacies, no one to move.
Ye Qingluo lowered his head, staring at the broken flame-eating fan in his palm, not in the mood to eat.
"Xiao Luo'er, eat something first." Di Moxuan saw her distraught appearance, snatched the Flame-eating Fan from her hand, and put it aside, "Today's match has consumed so much energy, don't eat it anymore Something, your body can't take it."
Ye Qingluo shook his head, curling his fist tightly: "I have no appetite."
After seeing this paragraph, the Flame Devouring Fan was placed on the dining table.
Ye Qingluo felt more and more annoyed in his heart.
In my mind, I recalled the scene when Di Moxuan handed the Flame Devouring Fan to her.
The corners of his long and narrow eyes were curved, and his smile was evil and seductive.
He said: This is a bride price for her.
Now, she has broken the dowry gift given to her by Emperor Moxuan himself in two.
Di Moxuan was silent for a moment, adjusted his sitting posture, turned around and looked at Ye Qingluo.
His slender hand held her little hand.
The other hand lifted her jaw, forcing her gaze to meet his.
"In the end, why did you let Zi Qianqian go?" Di Moxuan asked gently, stroking her skin.
Ye Qingluo was stunned, her eyelashes, like butterfly wings, were long and thick, but they couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes.
When it comes to Zi Qianqian, she hates it.