High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 110 Yang Moyan Suspicion
Bending down slightly, her face was a little frighteningly pale, and she felt chills all over her body.

As soon as Ye Jin turned her head, she was taken aback by Lin Zhaoxia who appeared like this.

"I went to Lin Zhaoxia, what happened to you?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and touch Lin Zhaoxia's forehead.

Lin Zhaoxia, on the other hand, dodged to the side and avoided it.

"I am fine."

Her tone was steady and her expression was indifferent.

If his face hadn't been so pale, Ye Jin might really have believed Lin Zhaoxia's words.

He squinted his eyes and scanned Lin Zhaoxia up and down, "Aren't you sick?"

"...I," Lin Zhaoxia was about to answer, but her brain turned and she nodded, "Well, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Stomach?"

He noticed that Lin Zhaoxia's hands would sometimes unconsciously cover her stomach.

"Stomach……"

Lin Zhaoxia affirmed casually, and in order to confirm that her stomach was uncomfortable, she even stretched out her hand and rubbed her stomach a few times on purpose.

"Why don't you go back and rest?"

"I'm so weak? It's just a stomachache." Lin Zhaoxia hooked her lips.

A girl in front shouted loudly to come and help, Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyes and saw a few boys walking towards this side with some difficulty carrying a very large barbecue tool.

"Where are Mo Ya and the others?" Lin Zhaoxia looked sideways at Ye Jin beside her.

"Go prepare the ingredients."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded and walked towards the crowd.

At seven o'clock, all the students gathered on the beach not far from the sea.

In front of several relatively large barbecue tools, several boys are busy handcuffing the barbecue, while the girls are handling the ingredients and wearing skewers.

Lin Zhaoxia also wanted to go up to help, but Ye Jin forced her out because of her physical importance.

At this time, she was sitting on a chair with her forehead tilted, drinking the carton of milk that Ye Jin folded back and stuffed in her hand in boredom.

Lin Zhaoxia tilted her head to look at a chilly aura that could not be ignored.

"I heard from Ye Jin that you have an upset stomach?" Yang Moyan said calmly.

He glanced at Lin Zhaoxia faintly, the young man's face was still pale, his lips had no blood, giving him a very weak look.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Lin Zhaoxia bit the straw.

There's no way, it's like she's afraid of pain. When this happened, she was cold all over, her stomach was uncomfortable, and her head was so dizzy.

The vision in front of her was a little blurred, Lin Zhaoxia breathed out, lowered her brows and eyes without holding on, and nodded her head little by little.

Yang Moyan was looking at the busyness ahead, unaware that the boy sitting beside him had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, the boy's left shoulder sank, he was stunned, and looked sideways, but what caught his eyes was the boy's defenseless sleeping face.

He pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Xixi beside him was muttering, but Yang Moyan felt that he couldn't hear anything at this moment. A strange feeling spread from the bottom of his heart when the young man's head fell on his shoulder unsuspectingly.

In his memory, when he was very young, there seemed to be such a little girl who just appeared in his life without any precautions, as unscrupulous and dazzling as Lin Zhaoxia.

The feeling Lin Zhaoxia gave him was very familiar from the first time they met.

He couldn't help but think of the day he saved a girl.

The same familiar feeling made him wonder, what is the relationship between the boy in front of him and that girl...or are they the same person?

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