Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

She is not jealous, really not jealous. After she regains her strength, she will definitely be able to hang and beat.

Can't envy, can't envy.

After taking a deep breath, Qiang Mo raised his eyebrows. With spiritual power alone, there are probably not many people who can trap Feng Ban.

I just don't know whether the current disappearance was deliberate, or...

Unprepared.

Some irritatedly swept the broken hair in front of him, the young man pulled the quilt aside, covered it, and fell asleep.

...

The next day, early in the morning, Mo Yue was only four or five. Fortunately, it was summer, and the sky was getting brighter.

On the bed, a sleeping young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was stunning, and his whole body was faintly noble, which inadvertently caused a feeling of awe in his heart.

Suddenly, the young man slowly opened his eyes, the pale silver eyes seemed to contain countless vast galaxies, and people couldn't help but indulge in them at a glance, unable to extricate themselves.

Under the low light, the amazing pale silver pupil gradually changed from light silver to dark silver, and then from dark silver to light black, returning to normal.

The boy on the bed seemed to know when his eyes changed, and at the moment when it just became normal, he got up from the bed, dressed neatly and got out of bed.

There was no sound during the whole process, and it was quiet as if nothing had happened.

Qiang Mo walked to the cabinet lightly and took the toiletries. When passing Shao Yan, he lowered his head and glanced at the dead man sleeping on the bed.

I didn't look at it, I just glanced at it and turned my eyes back, picked up the personal toiletries that were packed aside, and started to walk to the toilet.

...

Beside the sink, the teenager lowered his head and splashed his face with water lightly, slapped it a few times, straightened up, and let the water droplets on his face flow into his clothes.

There's a surprisingly good-looking casual wickedness.

The young man stared at the person in the mirror in front of him with indifferent eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

so funny...

Silver eyes are still there.

In the mirror, the blocked sunlight did not shine on the boy's eyes, and at this moment, there was a touch of silver on the bottom of his eyes.

Qiang Mo chuckled, and every time he wakes up, the silver is more and more obvious.

Idiosyncratic...

I don't know who gave her an opinion:

Different pupils come out, the sky is in chaos.

At that time, she just laughed it off. At that time, her eyes were pure black, and there was no trace of silver gray.

But as she got older, the frequency and extent of that sliver of silver appeared more and more.

One could even say yes, frequently.

The old man was quite capable back then, but unfortunately, she could only recall the content of this hexagram in her memory of that incident.

Even the appearance of the old man was already blurred in his memory.

He took the towel in the washbasin beside his hand, turned on the faucet, wet it, wringed it out, and wiped the remaining water droplets on the face with a noble gesture.

After washing up, the teenager picked up the washbasin and toothbrush with light eyes, and returned to the dormitory for placement.

Qiang Mo returned to the dormitory and looked at Shao Yan, who had not woken up yet, with some surprises.

Young people...the energy is strong, and you can sleep like this.

She is old, and old people can't be hurt.

Turning her head blankly, she got up and walked to the playground. With her broken body, she could only exercise first.

As for the exhaustion of spiritual power, the injury of internal power, etc., don't expect to get better in a short time.

Don't make it worse for her, she will be thankfully lucky.