The wind slightly blew the young man's messy hair, and a graceful young man stood in a large sea of flowers. The rolled rose petals were brushing by. The beautiful young man's delicate eyebrows, delicate contours, and delicate face had a gentle beauty and kind-heartedness.
A smile feels like a spring breeze.
The tailored school uniform looks so unique on him, and his innate noble temperament cannot be matched by anyone.
At this moment, he was staring angrily at a large naked space in the middle of the sea of flowers, his almond-shaped eyes full of anger, and said in a low voice: "Who did it?! You dare to steal my flowers, you will deserve your life."
Impatient."
At this time, a man who looked like a gardener hurried over. When he saw the beautiful boy, he lowered his head in panic. In my impression, Master Qingyu would not get angry. Now, I am afraid, who touched the young master's flower?
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It seems that the person who touched Master Qingyu's flower is probably dead.
"Who touched my flower?" Zi Yeqian tried his best to stay calm as he would never get angry with his servants.
The uncle gardener wiped his sweat secretly!! Fortunately, Master Qingyu has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private affairs. He never loses his temper with his servants and is deeply loved by everyone. However, if you touch his flowers!!
!Just prepare to die!!
Young Master Qingyu's character is that if you offend him, he will laugh and tell you to die, and you don't know how.
The uncle gardener swept away the messy thoughts in his mind and immediately replied respectfully: "Master Ziyu was here just now."
The uncle gardener was sweating as he spoke. Although Young Master Ziyu was not easy to mess with, he was from the Qingyu noble family, so naturally Young Master Qingyu was not easy to mess with.
"Zi, Ye, Zhuo." Zi Ye Qian said every word, as if he was gritting his teeth, and then gave a cold smile: "Zhuo, are you back? You came to provoke me as soon as you got home, okay!! Very good!
good"
"Didn't Che and the others come to help me during the weekend? By the way, help me invite Master Ziyu." Zi Yeqian ordered indifferently, then turned and disappeared into the sea of flowers.
The uncle gardener stared blankly at Zi Ye Qian's retreating back, and his heart trembled. The young master was about to take action. On the contrary, he felt a little sympathy for Zi Ye Zhuo, because he had watched the young master grow up, and he knew a lot about it after staying in the Qingyu noble family.
How could I not know Zi Ye Qian's character after ten years?
Zi Yeqian looks gentle and well-behaved, has a gentlemanly demeanor, and is extremely fond of flowers, especially roses. Zi Yezhuo dared to touch all the roses planted by Master Qingyu today. Flowers are the Achilles heel of Master Qingyu. If he touches his flowers
, Master Qingyu is a devil that ordinary people cannot compare to.
Sheng Yuyuan, the exclusive classroom for the Twelve Noble Young Masters.
The classroom was silent.
Several teenagers were doing their own thing, indifferent to both parties' affairs.
At this time, the classroom door was kicked open with a bang.
A tall, beautiful boy burst in with an angry look.
"Zhuo, how many times have I told you not to knock on the door?" A quiet young man who was reading a book raised his eyes, pressed his beautiful lips tightly, frowned, and looked at Ziye Zhuo calmly.
"Uh, I'm used to it!!!" He scratched the back of his head, then returned to the topic and said angrily: "Today I came to settle accounts with Sheng Yumu, how dare you lie to me and say it's useful for girls, and I was almost killed by Xiao Ruo
Thought he was gay.”
"Gay? Haha! Do you have that tendency?" Chen Ziwei, who was playing with her mobile phone, was also attracted by this topic and joined the conversation.
"Go, this young master is a normal person, how could he like boys?" Ziye Zhuo glanced at Chen Ziluo dissatisfied, signaling him to stop making nonsense.
"Xiao Ruo?" Sheng Yuye, who had been sleeping on the table, suddenly woke up a little and squinted his eyes lazily, like an aristocratic cat: "You are talking about An Xiaoruo."
"What? You also know my Xiaoruo." Zi Yezhuo suddenly became more wary. It seems that he has many love rivals.
"Maybe we know each other!!" Ye said nothing more and lowered his head to sleep.
"Pay attention, your words are not yours!! Xiaoruo is mine." Bei Yinzhe interjected. His eyes flickered as if no one could compete with him for Xiaoruo.
"Bei Yinzhe, when did you meet Xiaoruo?!" Zhe's interruption made Ziye Zhuo even more uneasy. What are you doing?! Why do they all know An Xiaoruo? Why don't I know.
"It's up to you to take care of it, but remember, if An Xiao is mine, if you dare to snatch it from me, I won't be polite." Zhe's childish voice seemed to be very firm, and at the same time, there was another voice deep in Zhe's heart.