Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

Early the next morning, Su Kui was dragged up by the green waist from the soft quilt. As the name implies, "Aunt Tan, who will attend the ceremonial ceremony, will come to teach the etiquette in the palace."

In response, Su Kui raised his eyebrows indifferently and asked, "Do you think I need to learn these things?"

Green waist was silent and speechless.

Then silently put the quilt back to cover her, Su Kui rolled over and squinted, said lazily: "You go to tell Aunt Tan of the Shiyifang, I am sick, can't go, the more serious the better! "

Green waist can't, just go.

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In the spacious hall of the Department of Education, hundreds of young girls lined up neatly, standing upright and looking straight ahead.

Aunt Tan, who was at the forefront of the crowd, was dressed in a sauce purple palace suit, with a straight posture and a cold face.

Eyes swept over the girl in front of him like an ice knife, and everything she saw was quickly opened her eyes, her eyes dodged, and she dared not stare at her.

Suddenly, Aunt Tan's eyes flicked, his eyes stayed at the third position in the second row of the team, and his eyes narrowed.

And there was no one in that position!

The temple was silent for a moment, as if the air had condensed into a mass of entities.

In this depressing environment, the girls were frightened to hold their breath and dared not move.

It was too depressing. Aunt Tan didn't say a word from beginning to end. The cold-faced one could freeze into ice.

For a while, Aunt Tan lighted the empty seat and asked coldly, "What about the person in this position?"

Wherever she could see, the girls lowered their heads involuntarily.

"Huh ?!" Aunt Tan aggravated the tone again. "Everyone is deaf. If they are all of the same quality as you, what else do you choose? What to learn? Simply pack your bags and go home!"

She threw a word to the ground, and the aftertone continued to echo in the empty hall.

There were some low sobbing sounds in the crowd, accompanied by whispers, "Ask us why? How do we know!"

"That's why she speaks to us like this!"

As soon as the words fell, Aunt Tan's eyes fell on the sixth girl in the front row, "You, go out!"

There was an uproar in the line, and the sobbing sound was contagious, and some were uncontrolled.

The girl in the sixth position was dressed in a peach pink gauze dress with pink face and spring, and her dark and supple long hair was turned into a snake bun, and a golden step was inserted into it, trembling with her figure.

The girl saw that many people's eyes were on herself, her face flushed, and she stepped forward and glared angrily: "Come out and come out! Do you know who I am? But a servant who is waiting for someone, what are you arrogant about? Let's enter Gong is for the draft, not to listen to your scolding! If I miss something, do you bear it? "

As soon as the words came out, they exploded in the crowd like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. The girl who was so scared that she just sobbed was silent.

The maid ladies who served in the hall hung their heads one after another.

Aunt Tan sneered, and her face completely formed a layer of ice, which made people have the illusion that she would fall off the ice ball in a single mouth.

"Is it the third young lady Yu Yingying in the prime minister of Zuo Cheng? Really looks good." But in the blink of an eye, the cold ice on Aunt Tan's face suddenly retreated, and the ice and snow melted away.

Yu Yingying's small, timid face lifted violently, and after a moment she showed a proud look.

As if to say: look at it! I said that this old minion is a paper tiger, and he can't stand it!