Sheng Qianhua's old face turned red, and then he pretended to stare at him and said angrily, "Hmph, sweet words, are you talking too much to anyone." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, my heart is sweet, you must know that the interaction between the male and female protagonists in the book is indeed quite sweet, but most of the time it is the initiative of the female protagonist.

But now it's the male protagonist who takes the initiative to tease her.,It's also very comfortable.。

Of course, this is a bit hypocritical, but if you have feelings and know this kind of thing, you will always subconsciously think of it.

She is not a robot that follows the program, she is a living person, and she will naturally have seven emotions and six desires, which is normal for people.

"There's no way, I always come out consciously when I face Qingqing", Yan Lang said with a serious look as if it was like this. Sheng Tianhua felt funny and speechless, this person sometimes really makes people feel like a scoundrel.

Seeing Sheng Tianhua's expression that turned into a smile, Yan Lang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that the love strategy given by Lao Wu last night is still very useful.

Well, I want to read more in the future, and for a while, Yan Lang thought of the books that Lao Wu gave him a bunch of love experts......

"I found a nice restaurant to eat, take you there". Yan Lang stood up and took her book.

Ahem, he doesn't understand. It's the location provided by Lao Wu, who is a master of flirting with girls.,It seems that you have to prepare more in the future.,The girls seem to like it a lot.。

"Really da, where is it, let's hurry up", Sheng Qianhua's eyes became brighter.

Standing up and pushing this Yan Lang signaled him to hurry up, Yan Lang smiled dotingly, the food was so attractive, I felt that I had found a "love rival".

The two walked out of the school gate with a smile, setting off a trend of love again. Seeing the beauty of the gods and goddesses sprinkling dog food, they also want to try this taste......

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Returning home happily in the afternoon, Sheng Tinghua saw Li Haoran's car parked in front of the door.

Zou Qi's brows seemed to be very irritable, and he was inhaling heavily with a cigarette, as if he was waiting for someone.

Sheng Tinghua motioned for the driver to stop and told him to go in first. Then he opened the car door and walked down and walked in front of Li Haoran.

"Brother Haoran, why are you here?", Sheng Qianhua said suspiciously, carrying his bag.

Hearing this, Li Haoran smiled bitterly and threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it.

In the past, when Xiao Tilt saw him coming, he would definitely come over as excitedly as a swallow returning to the nest, and then asked, Brother Haoran, are you here.

Now that I compare it, I know that Xiao Tilt has unconsciously alienated him and slowly walked out of his world.

"Little ......", Li Haoran pulled people into his arms. Feeling her stiffness and resistance, my heart ached even more.

Once upon a time, it was originally a childhood sweetheart who had no guesses, but it came to the end of bitterness now.

"Brother Haoran, what's wrong with you?", Sheng Tianhua, who couldn't break free, had to calm down and ask suspiciously.

Li Haoran took a deep breath and smelled the faint fragrance to soothe his impetuousness.

"Little tilt, do you want to go back to the way you were when you were a child". I was a little apprehensive when I asked.

"Brother Haoran, everyone will grow up, how can you go back to when you were a child", Sheng Qianhua said with a smile.

This person is sometimes very cheap, when others love you very much, but they have been disgusted, and they have been using each other's love as the capital to hurt, thinking that no matter when they turn around, the other party will always love you and give you the power to hurt.

But when that person left, he found that he had taken up a part of his life, and began to regret it, began to feel heartache, and began to want to get it back.

But what kind of true feelings in the world will be after being hurt hard, or will they wait in place.

Fiction is fiction, reality is reality. In the novel, the abused body is incomplete, but the thing that still treats you like your first love rarely appears in reality, because it is no longer love.

Love is so devoid of dignity and self-love. That's already an obsession and unwillingness, and all that's left is the scarred remnants of so-called love.