Chapter 665： Let's socialize

Chapter 665 Let's communicate

"what?"

Tang Xinrou really took An Feiran's chronic child, and felt it didn't make sense to him.

"You get out, I want, I want to go!"

Quietly all around, the nose filled with the breath from the boy's body, the light scent of loose ink, obviously very light, but silently drilled into every pore of Tang Xinrou.

Domineering terribly.

She was trapped in a small space with her back against the wall.

An Feiran is approaching.

At this moment, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground suddenly came, echoing in the empty corridor, especially clear.

Tang Xinrou launches conditionally, pushes An Feiran away quickly, tidying up his slightly messy clothes.

The voice stopped not far away.

She looked up, and when she saw a charming little face, Tang Xinrou's pupils shrank.

His face blushed instantly, and he murmured: "You are...you, you haven't left yet?"

She actually didn't pay attention.

Song Yaoya raised her eyebrows and raised her hand to signal not to say, she knew everything.

"I answered the phone, so it was a delay. Did I bother you?" She stepped again and quickly walked past Tang Xinrou, smiling like a little fox, "Excuse me, you continue-- "

"Hey, pretty! Wait for me!"

Tang Xinrou was so angry, she took An Feiran a look, then raised her foot to chase.

Without chasing two steps, his wrist was suddenly grasped.

Almost between the electric light and flint, when Tang Xinrou reacted, she had been held by the boy with her hands raised above her head and pushed against the wall.

The faint pine ink smell became stronger and closer and closer.

Tang Xinrou's breathing was trembling, what was she nervous about?

"Ann, An Feiran, you... don't mess up... well..."

The two words were random, and they all bet back.

Tang Xinrou was angry and annoyed, blushing almost bleeding. Such as the red clouds in the sky, I don't know if it is angry or ashamed.

"Asshole!"

At the moment of hypoxia, Tang Xinrou bit him bitterly, and then separated, An Feiran got a kick in the calf.

"I knew you weren't a good thing. You are usually innocent and harmless. You are all pretending to be!"

An Feiran's lips were bleeding, and he reached out and wiped it off.

Seriously looked at Tang Xinrou, "It's just a rant now."

Tang Xinrou didn't know what was wrong, her heart hurt when she heard these words. The heat made her eyes swell, and she sneered, "Okay! Even if it's even! Don't talk to me in the future! I've seen you thoroughly, scumbag!"

She bitterly picked up her schoolbag from the ground and rushed downstairs without looking back.

An Feiran watched quietly. Before her figure was about to disappear, she suddenly said: "Tang Tang, let's associate."

The figure paused, and then the pace was faster.

"Bah! Ghosts can see you! You are dreaming!"

An Feiran sighed and rubbed the corners of her sore lips in distress.

She's so fierce--

The whole corridor is quiet and there is no one in the school.

An Feiran lowered his head and just walked out of the first floor.

A figure suddenly rushed over, carrying a fragrant fragrance all over his body. The voice was fierce and horizontal, "Don't move! You have been hijacked by a ghost!"

An Feiran blinked, slow response has the advantage of slow response.

For example, the surprise, like a continuous tide, swept toward him in waves.

Enduring.

He grinned, his smile clear and clean.

"Am I dreaming?"

Then he was pinched on the cheek, really mercilessly.

But what was passed to him was not pain, but joy.

"Does it hurt?"

An Feiran shook his head.

Tang Xinrou's face was burning with smoke, she rolled her eyes, "Congratulations, really hit a ghost!"

(End of this chapter)