When all the students saw that the boy was the one who kicked the door open, they turned around as if it was normal.
Damn it! This was already the eighth pair that had been stolen! The boy suddenly raised his head. His eyes were sharp. Wherever his beautiful black eyes looked, there seemed to be a layer of golden light that made people dizzy.
Heavens! What kind of guy was he?⊙o⊙
I opened my mouth wide and couldn't close it anymore-
The boy was wearing a beige double-breasted woolen coat like the other students. The coat was open, revealing a tailored white shirt. A black tie was tied lazily in front of his shirt, revealing his slightly protruding collarbone and a small part of his strong and muscular chest.
First the whole, then the parts!
The blood in my entire body surged. I couldn't help but swallow a large mouthful of saliva before looking at the boy's face in a daze again.
He had a pair of cold and arrogant eyes, a pair of long and narrow eyes, and two thin lips that were filled with pride under his high nose bridge. The most eye-catching thing was the row of small rainbow obsidian eyebrow nails on his left brow bone, shining with a sharp light like his eyes.
With his appearance and expression, at first glance, people felt that he was too sharp. There was a sharpness and sharpness that had been experienced for a long time.
My head was spinning. Although I warned myself repeatedly not to stare at her lecherously, my eyes couldn't help but move down from her exquisite face.
He had broad shoulders, long and powerful legs, a tall figure of at least 1.85 meters, and…healthy, wheat-colored skin! (=0.=) Heavens, it was too perfect…
The heat in my eyes gradually gathered into a cluster of intense light that hit the boy directly. Wow, this is so wonderful. It's the first time I've realized that looking at someone can make my mood so good. It's like taking a bite of sweet ice cream...
Just as I was intoxicated by this beautiful scene, the boy slammed the anti-theft iron door at the classroom door. His seductive eyes emitted an icy-cold light. Who the hell stole my slippers! His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an oppressive power.
The muscular teacher was surprised, and the students widened their eyes at the angry boy standing at the door.
Slippers-
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These two words were like two large iron whips that whipped at my head and face, making me dizzy and see stars. I…The pair on my feet, could it be the slippers that the fierce boy was talking about? Mamma Mia, let me go to the eighteenth level of hell to be humiliated, woo…
If you don't hand over the slippers, you'll die a horrible death if I catch you! The boy's voice that was full of gunpowder struck my eardrums again.
Before my brain could react, my feet had already stood up. Everyone looked at me, including the boy's icy eyes.
I fiddled with my fingers uneasily. I'm…I'm sorry. Maybe, maybe I…I wore your slippers by mistake…
The boy crossed his arms and leaned against the edge of the door, too lazy to look at me. Take it off!
I…I really didn't do it on purpose…Because I just transferred here, I didn't, didn't know that I had to bring my own slippers. I happened to see a pair of slippers on the shoe rack and…I bent down with a guilty expression and took off my slippers. Then, I curled up and walked to the boy under the gaze of countless pairs of bright eyes. I respectfully presented the slippers to him. I'm sorry, I wore them without your permission. I'm really sorry…
The boy lazily glanced at the slippers in my hand and said in a cold voice, Throw it away!
…Hmm? I looked up in surprise and stared at the boy's beautiful eyes.
The boy's face darkened,"Don't you understand?"
I quickly squatted down and placed the slippers in front of the boy's feet. I apologized again. I really didn't mean to do it, please forgive me…God, if I knew things would turn out like this, I would have come in barefooted from the start.~~~> O<~~~
The boy closed his lips tightly and stopped talking. I saw him take out a blue handkerchief from his pocket and cover his shoes. Before anyone could react, he was already walking briskly towards the trash can behind the classroom with his slippers in his hands.
With a thud, the blue slippers and handkerchief were thrown into the trash can.
The classroom was filled with sighs. All the blood in my body rushed back, and I was stunned on the spot, unable to say a word.
The boy pointed at me with one hand in his pocket and strode towards the back door of the classroom. You'd better be alert, shoe thief. If you ever get into my hands again, you'll be dead!
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