Jiang Yao despised: "Is it worthy of you too?"
Seeing Huang Mao still want to talk, Jiang Yao said first: "I already called the police before I came!"
Huang Mao disdain: "Do you think I can believe it?"
As soon as the voice fell, a faint police siren suddenly came from outside the alley.
Jiang Yao was overjoyed: ...God helped me too!
She looked at the yellow hair and raised her pretty eyebrows.
Huang Mao's face was pale suddenly, and he was still afraid, "Smelly girl, let you go first this time!"
"let's go!"
"Slightly omitted."
Jiang Yao grimaced at their backs.
turned around quickly in the next second.
As the biggest villain who has contended with the male protagonist in the book for ten years, Yan Zhi's appearance is undoubtedly outstanding.
The boy is wearing a clean and simple school uniform, and the loneliness and estrangement all over his body are particularly eye-catching. Although he is a little green now, he has delicate eyebrows and a loose figure.
A pair of peach eyes that should have been attractive, but full of coldness, like distant mountains and thin snow.
Jiang Yao nodded secretly, very good, with appetite.
The wound on the face is too glaring.
Seeing that the boy didn't mean to speak, Miss Jiang inexplicably counseled the male god, and the embarrassment spread between the two.
Do not erupt in silence, but die in silence.
what to do?
What's the whole point?
The machine cannot be missed and will not come again. If you miss it, don’t you run and break both legs in vain?
So, Jiang Yao plucked up the courage: "That.. have you eaten it?"
After finishing speaking, Miss Jiang couldn't wait to give herself a big mouth.
What kind of idiot is she.
Yan Zhi:...
He has a little impression of Jiang Yao.
My classmate who was transferred to the class a few days ago, I heard that she is still a wealthy eldest lady.
Why don't you seem to have a bad head?
But he is not interested, and it is not his family. It is her parents who should worry about her IQ.
It's already late enough.
Yan Zhi bends down to pick up the schoolbag that was knocked off before.
turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Jiang Yao was anxious: "... Yan Zhi!"
No way, right? That's it?
She was so brave just now!
Jiang Yao ran two steps forward with short legs.
Unexpectedly, the boy stopped and suddenly bumped into his hard back.
The nose hurts a little.
Jiang Yao's eye sockets quickly turned red, and she covered her nose and snorted: "Is your injury serious? Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll take you off!"
Yan Zhi didn't say a word, the distancing all over his body made it clear to refuse.
"You are welcome, who of us will follow..."
"Don't be nosy."
The boy interrupted her unfinished words.
The voice is low and cold, a little dull, but unexpectedly nice.
This time he didn't hesitate, and took a big stride to shoot the stars.
"Hey, wait for me!"
The little girl rubbed the tip of her nose and trot to catch up.
No one knows, Miss Jiang's face is as steady as an old dog, but the little figure in her mind has already come to a three-hundred-sixty-degree backflip with excitement.
Brother's voice is so good!
I can!
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The sunset is boundless, and the evening breeze is breezy.
Jiang Yao followed Yan Zhi two streets.
and twitter all the way.
"Yan Zhi, do you like sweet and sour pork ribs?"
"Yan Zhi Yan Zhi, do you like blue or pink sacks?"
"Yan Zhi..."
The little girl jumped up and down, and the two small twitches on her head were a little messy.
"When will you follow?"
Yan Zhi stopped abruptly.
lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Yao who had been following two streets, his calm and handsome face was stained with impatience.
Jiang Yao didn't check it for a while, and stabilized his figure so that he wouldn't fall forward.
"I... I will take you home!"
She hid the guilty conscience on her face, and said: "What if that yellow hair blocks you again?"
Yan Zhi narrowed his eyes: "Really?"
Well, she actually wants to know where he lives...
Jiang Yao shrank his neck, a little conspicuous.
Seeing that the little girl's mouth was wrong, Yan Zhi did not reveal it.
He lifted the schoolbag on his shoulder.
After dropping the sentence "Don't follow me anymore", he took a bigger step.