Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Qin Youran spent five minutes washing up as quickly as possible. The speed at which she buttoned up her shirt was so fast that Jun Zishu didn't even get to see her body before she had finished dressing up.
By the time Qin Youran got dressed, there were 20 minutes left before classes began. If she took into account the time needed to travel from the dormitory to her classroom, she only had 15 minutes to waste in her room.
"Fifteen minutes isn't enough for me to put on makeup and eat breakfast. But I don't want to eat in class, either."
Qin Youran fell into a predicament as she stood before the mirror. She wasn't willing to be late for class, either. Otherwise, all the hurrying she went through to wash up and dress up would be for naught.
"Don't put on makeup, then," Jun Zishu said. By now, she had already packed her school bag and was waiting for Qin Youran to get ready.
"But…"
"You can do your makeup in class. Also, you look just as good without makeup on."
Qin Youran usually only wore light makeup. If others didn't pay close attention to her eyelashes, they wouldn't even notice that she was wearing makeup.
"Fine."
Qin Youran's heart fluttered with joy when she heard Jnu Zishu's praise. Immediately, she sat down in front of the coffee table and began eating her breakfast. Then, after spending five minutes wolfing down the congee and steamed buns, she picked up her school bag and left with Jun Zishu.
Yunying High occupied a large plot of land. The scale of the school rivaled that of university campuses. Although the large campus allowed for the creation of various clubs, it also created an inconvenience for students when traveling from building to building. To facilitate this problem, the school allowed students to travel using bicycles and one-person electric tricycles.
After getting on their respective tricycles, Jun Zishu and Qin Youran made their way to the teaching building, ran up to the second floor, and entered their classroom.
Most of the class was already present by the time the two arrived. After hanging her school b
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