Su Kui's expression is light, but it brings a sense of oppression without any reason. She glances at her eyes lightly, and the girl who is still manly stands up to express her dissatisfaction just now sits back and mutters in a low voice, "what is it?"

The success of this feat was rewarded with a small eye of Aisha's worship.

Su Kui knew nothing about this, but her lips were slightly opened, and she said softly, "since everyone has no problem, I'm sorry. I hope that when I come to you, you can take out the things in the drawer by yourself. Please forgive me for the inconvenience caused to you."

When she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at the last corner of the classroom with cold light in her pupil, but half a second later she took it back without any trace. She picked up the corner of her lips and walked slowly to the boy with red hair beside her. Before she was near, the boy immediately took out the things in the drawer and put them in front of Su Kui's eyes excitedly, "Nah, beauty, you look so handsome, like you can do it This kind of person! "

Su Kui looked at the boy with acne all over his face seriously, but he felt good about himself. He nodded his head to confirm, "like!"

Boy's internal injury, pawn.

People looked at Su Kui, who had lost precious things but was not depressed. Instead, Su Kui, who was joking with her classmates, had a less rebellious psychology. Several people even took things out for her to check.

Su Kui quickly walked around the classroom. There were not many people in class F, and they all cooperated very well. Su Kui didn't really want to find out anything. She was almost sure that the hairpin was in someone's hand now. How could it possibly appear in the classroom, waiting for her to catch it?

But she just wants to be known to everyone. Only in this way can the result be more powerful for her, right?

Finally, there was only the last one left. Su Kui walked slowly like a stroll in the courtyard. The last one was a girl with short hair and ears cut. There were little freckles on the bridge of her nose. It was clear that she had entered the late autumn, but the girl's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"Eh? Classmate Wang, are you very hot? Shed a lot of sweat ~ "Su Kui raised his eyebrows, water eyes blinked, like surprised asked.

"Ah? Ha ha ha I, I'm not hot... " Embarrassed smile, Wang Xiaoke lowered his eyelids, his eyes dodged and did not dare to look at her.

Wang Xiaoke is the stepdaughter of the king's family in Kyoto. Her mother married her into the king's family with her. She is not favored in the king's family at ordinary times. Her mother is busy making good relations with all the people of the king's family, and she has no time to discipline her. Naturally, other people will not meddle.

This also fostered her inferiority and cowardice. She had no friends in the class and other girls didn't like playing with such gloomy girls.

The rest of the class cleared up the suspicion, and now they all focused on Wang Xiaoke in the corner of the classroom. It seems self-evident what the answer is.

Being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, Wang Xiaoke's forehead, who was already nervous, was suddenly sweating, blushing and white.

Aisha looked at Wang Xiaoke suspiciously, with strange expression, "Hello! Did you steal it? "

"Don't be bloody! I, I didn't steal it! " Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoke jumped up from the stool like he was stabbed by a needle and retorted loudly.

As if it had nothing to do with her as long as she cried out.

Aisha was a little surprised. She ran away for a while and pulled out her ears. She stared at her with a very bad look. "What are you yelling at me? Don't be guilty of being a thief. Cover it up! "