The Source of TFboys Mu Immortal

An Yeyan, Xia Yan, Winter Yan, Autumn Yan Blue

When he said that, thinking about it, it really is true, that beautiful accident is really a lingering memory.

As soon as he closed his eyes, another month passed in a daze. Classes and classes ended. As always, An Xiaomu also returned to his original state from the original extreme.Anyway, her attribute is funny, so let her be that cute little girl forever!

An Xiaomu was already familiar with those things in the class, so it could be said that he would strike up a conversation casually. As for Wang Yuan, he still did some things that ruined his image intentionally or unintentionally, but in the end he was still the bookish and warm man.

However, not everything is peaceful. Today's campus is very lively. As soon as I entered the school gate, I heard a group of people discussing.The headline on the bulletin board was actually a line of eye-catching scarlet words - the Yan brothers and sisters transferred to another school.

Yan Shi, I always feel very familiar.

An Xiaomu saw that magnificent luxury car, and the logos on those cars were so dazzling that even An Xiaomu's eyes were blinded.Although I have never seen a pig run, I must have eaten pork. This kind of momentum, is there any reason for the establishment of diplomatic relations between the US president and China!After joining the WTO, there is nothing to be proud of!

However, looking at the posture, it seems to have a lot of background, Yan Shi, eye shit?Do you want to be so close to the people!

An Xiaomu thought of this, so she couldn't calm down any more. Her whole body seemed to be on a stimulant, rolling on the ground laughing.

Someone got out of the car, a boy with countless shining lights got down, wait a minute, are you sure this is to save people, not to harm people!

"Mu Mu~Mu Mu~" I seem to have heard such a cute voice before, "Do you want artificial respiration."

That voice shook An Xiaomu's blood all over his face, and the tone shattered the little morals all over the place.

When An Xiaomu saw him for the first time, she stepped on that person's face very politely: "I'm going to throw up! Yan Qiu, you can die."

"Master An, don't be angry." The child looked innocent, and then said something unexpected, "This is my knee, the god is big."

An Xiaomu's hand helplessly patted her face, eye shit, bah, the Yan family is them, what Yan family, An Xiaomu was about to knock her chin to the ground.Yan Qiu, Yan Dong, and Yan Xia are the three pure second-generation rich dicks? !

Yan has girls?Could it be the brother fetish who doesn't smoke.

"Let me tell you, be quiet, I'm not some Mr. An. Don't let others misunderstand!" An Xiaomu's eyes were sharp.

In the beginning, the Yan family was nothing but a ants who were trampled under their feet. If it wasn't for the misunderstanding that day, An Xiaomu would have become Mr. An.

Five years ago, the Yan family was very weak. The 5-year-old Yan brothers were often bullied. An Xiaomu was just kind. She just scared away those who bullied Yan. get to know her.It's not unusual. Five years ago, they always regarded An Xiaomu as a hero. What kind of hero is An Xiaomu? Everyone, until the end, An Xiaomu was considered a problem student.Afterwards, the Yan family also followed An Xiaomu to make a little tail. At that time, Yan Dong didn't believe in An Xiaomu very much. He put a stinky face in front of An Xiaomu, which was really a poker face.Later, for some reason, he admired An Xiaomu very much, and An Xiaomu naturally became the boss, which was what they called Mr. An.

"Brother, this guy is Master An? Isn't he the ugly duckling from that day?" The girl's voice circled in An Xiaomu's head.

Want to be angry but can't get angry, yes, she is right, what about Mr. An, she is just an ugly duckling.

"Yan Lan, you can't talk about her." Yan Dong had an unfamiliar expression on Yan Lan's face, it was a resentment she had never seen before.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Yuan appeared in front of An Xiaomu without knowing it, "Aren't you the girl who gave the lily?"

What should I do?

"Master An..." Looking at An Xiaomu's frowning, Yan Xia, who rarely spoke, spoke out.

"What did he call you?" Wang Yuan was even more confused.

what to do?Do you want to tell him?