Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1171 Neurotic Girl vs. Spiritual Tutor (48)

  White shirt and black pants, the son is like jade.

  The world is stunning, unparalleled in the world.

  Clean, cold and expensive, graceful aristocratic.

   happens to be used to describe thin words.

   is just right.

   bumped into Bo Yan with a three-pointed gaze, the corners of her white-dyed lips lightly raised, and she smiled slightly.

  Street, pedestrians, laughter.

  Sunshine, willow, milk tea shop.

  The most beautiful picture, the most beautiful person.

  Fixed the frame at that moment, even if the time flies, the years go by, the picture scroll will not turn yellow.

  "Hello, what kind of milk tea would you like to buy?"

  Bo Yan retracted his gaze, his voice was clear and clean, and his manner was polite and polite: "A cup of strawberry pearl milk tea, thank you."

  The little girl from the milk tea shop glanced at Bo Yan. This handsome guy doesn’t look like someone who likes to drink milk tea. Could it be that he bought it for his girlfriend?

  Thinking about it, she actually asked the question.

  Baoyan was stunned. He is not a person who likes to say something, and even never tells anyone about his personal affairs.

   But about dyeing his girlfriend, he has a feeling that he wants to tell the world.

  Bullish words, not annoying, on the contrary, I like this feeling very much.

   "Well, she likes to drink." The corner of the thin doctor's lips raised a soft and warm smile, his voice was petting, and his eyebrows were very gentle.

  Bo Yan came back with milk tea, the temperature was moderate, he handed the milk tea to Dye Bai, and whispered: "Strawberry flavor, you like it."

  Ranbai took the milk tea, bit the straw, took a sip of pearls, and said vaguely: "Yeah, I like it."

  Looking at the girl's bulging cheeks, Bo Yan couldn't help but laughed. He reached out and poked, which made the girl's eyes widen.

  The thin brows and eyes are like the spring breeze of March hidden, and the soft stars are so tender that you can’t move your eyes.

  Ranbai puts the milk tea on Bo Yan's hand.

  Those words:? ? ?

   "You want to drink." Dye Bai tilted his head to look at Bo Yan, swallowed the pearl, and said clearly.

  Bo Yan gave a low laugh. How did she see that he wanted to drink milk tea?

  Bo Yan took a sip of milk tea, smiled gently, and said solemnly: "Well, it's delicious."

  So a cup of milk tea was dyed white and thinly drunk.

  No matter how long the road is, no matter how long it takes, he still arrives at Shen's house.

  Outside the gate,

  Bo Yan hugged the girl against her soft cheek, and whispered softly as she whispered her ears, "Remember to miss me."

   "Hmm." Yin Bai responded, thinking of something, took out the phone and shook it in front of Bo Yan, laughing: "My picture has been sent to you. If you miss me, you can see and think about people."

  Ranbai Zhenger said eight classics: "I would never mind."

   "Well, good." Bo Yan lowered his eyes, buried in the girl's neck, "Miss you."

  Yan Bai pursed her lips with satisfaction, and pecked at his side, "Goodbye."

  Even though he was reluctant to give up, Bo Yan still let go of the girl's arm.

  He pressed his thin lips lightly, tightened his slender beautiful fingers, and restrained the dark thoughts in his heart.

  No, you can’t do this.

Take it easy.

Watching the girl return to Shen's house, her back disappeared, Bo Yan loosened her tightly clenched white fingers, the knuckles were still a little white, stretched out her hand, the fingertips touched the place where the girl had just kissed, and there was still some gentle temperature remaining .

   "White..." He lowered his eyes, and called out in a faint voice, his eyes darkened a little bit, gentle to sickness, obsessive to gloomy.

  I really like you, for nothing...

   Over and over again, the gentle and intricate address was called by him impatiently, very patient, and repeated.

  The dark eyes gradually darkened.

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  (End of this chapter)