High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1212 The Dark History of a Teenager
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"Master Yang, let's not turn over the black history~ Be peaceful."

"So you still remember that you have a black history," Yang Moyan casually said, "Let's count your black history: Can't fold the quilt? Well, one o'clock. Kiss someone who is asleep, two o'clock. Wash your hands in the bathroom, lean on The walls are asleep, three o'clock. With the bundle..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Zhaoxia raised her hand to cover her mouth.

The corners of the boy's eyes were beating wildly.

Oh my god, Yang Moyan is a devil.

How much of her dark history is there in his little notebook?
"Brother, you are so uncute."

Yang Moyan smiled casually, his mouth was covered, he couldn't speak, but he quietly looked at the young man in front of him, with deep interest in his eyes.

It probably became like this unconsciously.

Facing his beloved boy, he has no resistance.

If you want to bully her, you can only bully yourself, and no one can touch half of her hair.
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The long-awaited basketball hoop of the two colleges and universities came to an end.Sheng Yuan won the first place.

The other students in the college have already started to leave one after another.

Qiao Yicheng put his hands in his pockets, the young man's eyebrows were like jade, and he led Si Yin and Gu Shaoyan who had changed his clothes, and walked towards Sheng Yuan at a leisurely pace.

Lan Yan sat where she was, with a calm and cool demeanor.

Qingyan and Yejin changed their clothes and came over to pack their things.

Mo Ya was pointing at Ye Jin's smile with tears streaming down her face.

Ye Liuli watched a good show with relish, and Mi Xiaoxuan was almost as good as Ye Ziluo.

Qiao Yicheng walked over, tilted his body and leaned closer, "Want to eat?"

"Your treat?" Qingyan raised her eyebrows.

"If you come to invite me, I have no objection." Qiao Yicheng curled his lips.

Mo Ya rubbed the corners of her eyes, she couldn't stop her tears from laughing, but when she heard the conversation between Qingyan and Qiao Yicheng, she turned her head, "How can a boy invite a girl to treat you? Is the chairman of Fengyun so ungentlemanly?"

"Little girl, it's really impolite to speak," Qiao Yicheng still smiled, "Or the AA system, I don't mind."

Alice walked over from the side, sat down directly, raised her eyes and glanced at the gentle young man in front of her, "Shameless."

As soon as she answered, Gu Shaoyan would come out.

No.

Gu Shaoyan didn't come out.

Instead, he walked out from behind Qiao Yicheng, and walked directly to the side of the little princess. Alice saw him coming, and subconsciously got up to get out of the way, but the boy directly grabbed her wrist and pressed it on He sat down and couldn't move.

She moved her shoulders, "Hey, you'd better not mess around, Lin Zhaoxia is nearby."

Gu Shaoyan clicked his tongue, "So what if he's nearby, I'm not looking for him."

"But Lin Zhaoxia can fight you one-on-one, but you can't beat her." Alice said ruthlessly.

Gu Shaoyan's breath became a little unstable.

The little princess in front of her was really disrespectful.

He was not polite, he stretched out his hand and pinched the little princess's face, pulling to the side, the hurt little princess stretched out her hand to pat him, and the two fought for a while.

But soon.

All fights and stalemates were interrupted.

A cold voice came over: "The loser, a treat."

Four words, cherish words like gold.

But with an undeniable decision.

Qiao Yicheng smiled and looked at the cold and unparalleled girl sitting there.

After a long time, that gorgeous voice let out a low chuckle, which surprised everyone and compromised, "Okay, please loser, today's meal is invited by Nanlin."

(End of this chapter)