Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows when he heard the speech, but he didn't speak.
She lifted the quilt, rubbed her temples and got out of bed.
Since you want to experience high school life, it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. Let's start today!
It's only more than eight o'clock in the morning. It's OK to rush to class.
Shen Wanqing walked to the wardrobe. When passing by the wardrobe, the girl's petite and thin figure inadvertently broke into the nearby mirror.
The girl in the mirror is petite and slender. She doesn't look very tall, about 1.59 meters.
Barely a meter six!
Wearing a pure light cherry colored T-shirt and trousers, the girl is really too thin. Her clothes and trousers look empty. It seems that she can still fill a person.
Her skin is very white, naturally cold white, coupled with the perennial entanglement of congenital heart disease, her face is even more pale.
The color of the lip flap is also, without the slightest blood color. The whole person looks sick and listless.
Fortunately, the girl has a pair of dark round eyes. She looks at herself in the mirror. She is full of water and seems to be able to speak.
But on the pale look, it added a rare vividness.
Shen Wanqing quietly looked at himself in the mirror for a few seconds. After half a ring, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled.
Sick is not for her.
After smiling, the girl in the mirror slowly raised her eyelashes.
Lift your eyes again and again.
The eyelashes were long and thick, the dark pupils narrowed slightly, and a casual laziness burst out on the sick and godless face.
Casual and casual.
Like the devil of hell, but at will, people can't figure it out
The next second after the girl lifted her eyes, the girl's originally sick look disappeared in an instant, and there was only a funny smile between her eyes and eyebrows.
Smiling and careless, mysterious and powerful, this is the real Shen Wanqing.
The girl licked her pale lip with the tip of her scarlet tongue, stared at herself in the mirror and slowly raised her eyebrows.
She turned to the wardrobe and looked at the clothes in the wardrobe. Except for a few solid T-shirts, there were only clothes different from the pajamas she was wearing.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, but felt some funny.
The original owner hardly went out because his body needed rest. He always stayed at home quietly.
Therefore, in the original owner's wardrobe, there are no other clothes that can be worn out except comfortable sick clothes and pajamas at home.
Exceptââ
Shen Wanqing's eyes moved to a corner of the wardrobe and she paused.
Then he turned and silently moved a chair, and then Shen Wanqing slowly climbed up.
With just a few simple moves, Shen Wanqing sweated hard.
After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Shen Wanqing frowned.
Sure enough, I just fit with this body, but my strength has increased a little, and my physical strength and others have not fully recovered.
This kind of weak body like a small piece of paper really makes Shen Wanqing feel a little oppressed.
She was afraid that she had not waited until her soul completely fitted with the body to cure the heart disease. Because of one of his own carelessness, the body was belched.
After sighing, Shen Wanqing pulled aside the other clothes next to the floor and took out the school uniform that had been sealed for a long time.
It's the school uniform of No. 1 middle school in Z city.
I want to go through it again!