The pink pupils flowed slightly, the long eyelashes were slightly drooped, and she bit her lower lip in grievance. The cute porcelain doll-like face suddenly turned pitiful, as lively and cute as a little fox, making people want to take him.
Who can bear to blame me if I can't knock him down?
If An Xiaoruo dares to vent his anger on Bei Yinzhe now, he must be crazy!
No!! It will be struck by lightning!!!
No..no..will be beaten to death by fans!!!
An Xiaoruo's current situation is a dilemma!
These two guys can change their faces faster than turning the pages of a book!!
God, An Xiaoruo, he did indeed do too many 'good things' in his previous life!!
"Hehehe..." An Xiaoruo pulled someone and had to laugh, and the smile was really not fake.
"Xiao Ruoruo, he scolded me!! Wuwu!!"
"Xiao Ruo..."
"Xiao Ruoruo, don't talk to Zhe anymore! Zhe is a bad person!~!!"
"You are the bad guy!!!"
"Who are you!!"
An Xiaoruo was about to go crazy!! He grabbed Xia Liangqian, who looked like he was watching a good show, and ran away. He said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to take! Let's go first!!!"
(Tang Fu’e:-_-|||An Xiaoruo, you’ve had enough!! This reason is so bad!!)
Yierxi ignored their boring and childish quarrels, but paid special attention to Zi Yezhuo's Sanskrit-yin-alien princess. However, after her pretty face sank for a moment, she covered her mouth and laughed unscrupulously.
"Princess of the Fanyin alien tribe? Is that her? I remember that the princess of the Fanyin alien tribe is a vampire. The most obvious sign is her silver hair. I don't think that wild girl looks like a princess from head to toe! What if it is really true?
It would be a pity for the princess of the foreign race of Fanyin."
"Damn girl, you actually dare to laugh at our Xiao Ruo, I'm tired of living!!" Bei Yinzhe immediately became angry when he heard Yi Xi's sarcasm, and glared at Yi Xi fiercely.
Yierxi stood up disapprovingly, stepped on five-centimeter high heels, and walked up to Bei Yinzhe with an arrogant attitude. Her sweet voice opened slightly: "I think you are tired of living! How dare you scold me!
!Is the so-called young master of the Twelve Nobles so ignorant of etiquette?"
She paused, and saw Zibei Yinzhe's face getting more and more ugly. She continued, shaking her head and sighing, as if she was dissatisfied: "It seems that the British royal family should not have any reconciliation with the twelve nobles. I
It seems that it is not necessary at all, your highness, brother, it is really..."
Every word Ilsi said was harsh and mean. It seemed plain, but in fact it contained threats.
"You..." Beiyinzhe was about to pick up Yierxi's collar, but was choked by a voice.
"Stop, Zhe!!" Suddenly, a clear and gentle voice floated in with a hint of indifference and indifference.
Bei Yinzhe froze and looked at Sheng Yujing who had just come in from outside the classroom.
The dark chestnut hair was penetrated by the warm sun, and there was a faint golden halo. The thin bangs were attached to the forehead smoothly, and the pair of watery amber pupils were as clear as glass, as clean and soft as pear blossoms.
His thin lips, which were as perfect as cherry blossoms in full bloom, were slightly pursed into a straight line. In an instant, he was enveloped in the sun, and he was so beautiful that he was unreal.