High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 2295 Chasing an iceberg beauty is more difficult

For the first time in her life, Lan Yan, who led the way without a driver and a live map, looked down at the ticket to Ocean Paradise in her hand.

She looked at the watch on Hao's wrist. It was Saturday at 09:30 in the morning.

The viewing time written on the ticket of Ocean Paradise is: ten o'clock sharp.

However, facing Lan Yan now is an extremely big and serious problem.

That is……

Lan Yan, who seldom goes out and was supposed to rest at home and read books on Saturdays and play chess with her grandfather, got lost in a mystery...

The ticket was held between her slender fingertips. Lan Yan was wearing a white hat, a blue sportswear and a short skirt, and her slender legs showed off her absolutely dominant height.

Lan Yan raised her hand and pressed down on the brim of her hat. Today's sun is very dazzling, but it still can't warm Lan Yan's biting cold.

The ticket in her hand was inexplicably an eyesore, and Lan Yan's expressionless brows rarely moved for a long time.

She pulled her lips, and said two words indifferently: "Boring."

But even so, Lan Yan still looked at her watch, took out her phone, and turned on the navigation...
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Knowing that the time was almost 10:30, Lan Yan finally found the address of Ocean Paradise and successfully checked in the ticket.

As soon as she stepped into the gate, she looked up and saw a familiar figure.

The boy wore a blue striped shirt, white casual trousers, and held two glasses of juice in his hand.

It seemed that he had sensed something. Originally, he was still standing with his head lowered against the wall, but now he raised his eyes.

Lan Yan was caught off guard, their eyes collided, the young man smiled, his brows and eyes were warm and shining, no different from the moon in the sky.

Lan Yan was expressionless.

The young man stood up straight and walked towards her.

"Why is it so late?" The boy looked down at his watch, raised his hand and handed out the juice in his hand, "Here, drink some to quench your thirst."

Lan Yan looked at him expressionlessly, her eyes were as cold as ice, facing the boy's behavior, she neither raised her hand to pick it up nor spoke.

The young man smiled, "Huh?" After uttering a puzzled syllable, he didn't wait for Lan Yan's response, and put the juice on Lan Yan's face neatly.

Lan Yan frowned for an instant, and at the same time as she stepped back, she also subconsciously raised her hand to grab the juice that was already close to her cheek.

"Qiao Yicheng."

Lan Yan didn't speak until this moment.

Qiao Yicheng hooked the corners of his lips, and it was still the arc of that iconic smiling tiger smile.

"The face is so thick."

The second sentence he spoke, cold and unparalleled, came from Sheng Yuan's famous title of President of the Bingshan Beauty Student Union, and it was really not for nothing.

Qiao Yicheng laughed, and raised his hand to wrap her shoulders, "Let's go, it's already 10:30, and the performance inside has started for 10 minutes."

Lan Yan raised her hand expressionlessly, and slapped Qiao Yicheng's arm mercilessly.

"So disrespectful?"

Lan Yan raised her footsteps and walked in without even saying a word.

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyebrows, thinking that chasing someone is quite difficult, but chasing an iceberg beauty is even more difficult.
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Lan Yan walked and watched all the way, and the maximum time she stayed in one place was only five seconds.

This is the result of Qiao Yicheng's silent calculation while looking at his watch while following her, every time he wanted to strike up a conversation, but it was almost impossible.

This guy...was fine before, why did he get colder as he got older?

The girls in the family are all girls who have turned into eighteen girls, and the more they change, the more beautiful they become.

Where is she, Lan Yan?

(End of this chapter)