If this is a sweet dream, then Yang Haofeng is willing to refuse to wake up for the rest of his life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because Su Xuening's beautiful and unearthly face was right in front of his eyes.

He had never seen the face of the recognized goddess of the first school flower so closely.

The face as white as jade, the delicate and small tip of the nose, the pink and plump cherry lips, and even the eyebrows that are like green mountains and the eyes that are as indifferent as water but seem to reflect the stars in them...... Together, every minute of them is really just right, how can the creator do to make a person's face so perfect?!

Yang Haofeng unconsciously thought of a poem in his mind: There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent, looking at the city and the country......

He has always felt that this poem exaggerated the woman's beauty, and came to the conclusion that "the person who made this poem must be a pervert embryo who has never seen a beautiful woman in his life", but at this moment, he used this poem on Su Xuening, as if everything made sense......

Su Xuening's beauty has reached such a state, and it is no wonder why so many people are obsessed with her.

Yang Haofeng gradually became intoxicated, intoxicated by such a peerless beauty......

Suddenly, Yang Haofeng trembled like a lightning strike.

He suddenly felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

It was as if he was standing in a vast void at this moment.

It's dark. The pitch-black hand couldn't see his fingers.

In a trance, a pair of bowl-sized eyes suddenly opened in front of him, which glowed with blue and blue brilliance, staring at him deadly.

Yang Haofeng couldn't help but be stared at and felt cold all over his body.

Those eyes were not the eyes of all creatures in Yang Haofeng's cognition, but they were extremely familiar.

His mind turned, and he suddenly thought of the dream he had on the night of the sophomore party, the snow-white dragon in the dream, and the eyes were exactly the same as at this moment.

Without waiting for Yang Haofeng to think about it, the long and low whispering sound sounded in his mind again, like a mosquito buzzing and a howling wind, which made him have a splitting headache.

At this moment, the light suddenly brightened in front of him, and the darkness receded, reflecting such a picture.

One night, a man who had been involved in a car accident was covered in injuries and no longer human, lying unconscious on the ground, while another silver-haired beauty knelt beside him, leaning down with her eyes closed and kissing him on the mouth.

As time passed, the moment the silver-haired beauty raised her head from the man's face, the man's body shone brightly, and then he was reborn in place as if in the game, all the injuries on his body were gone, and his body was intact.

The camera suddenly turned around, and when Yang Haofeng could clearly see the man's face, he was startled!

No wonder the man's clothes look so familiar, it is Yang Haofeng himself!

Yang Haofeng's mood was really chaotic at the moment.

What the hell is going on?

Did I really have a car accident that night? And Su Xuening has really been here?

At this moment, the picture in front of him is undoubtedly reproducing the scene of that night, did Su Xue Ning save herself? But how to explain the light on his body and the wound that suddenly healed?

Superpowers? Another world? God? ......

"Asawa."

Suddenly, a deep voice came to mind about it.

Yang Haofeng came to his senses as if he had been empowered, and all the images in front of him disappeared, and he found that he was standing in the center of the stage at this moment.

And Su Xuening, who is extraordinarily beautiful, is also closely clinging to his face at the moment.

Everything has come back to reality.

"Asawa."

The voice that came from nowhere sounded in Yang Haofeng's mind again.

The voice seemed to have a bewitching allure, so that Yang Haofeng couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he wanted to call out the voice.

"Asa ......"

Yang Haofeng just opened his mouth and shouted two words, but his mouth was covered by a jade and tender hand.

Su Xuening, who was facing him face to face, was staring at him at the moment and shook her head slightly.

"Don't shout it out here......" Su Xuening said softly, she frowned her good-looking brows together, thought for a moment, and explained: "It will cause unnecessary trouble......

Yang Haofeng was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what trouble it would cause, but he couldn't help but believe Su Xuening's words at the moment, and nodded under her faint gaze.

Seeing this, Su Xuening took her hand away from Yang Haofeng's mouth, she let go of Yang Haofeng, her body retreated slightly, and then turned around and left without looking back.....

From beginning to end, Yang Haofeng didn't even have time to say thank you, Su Xuening came and went quickly, and when Yang Haofeng came back to her senses, the beauty had already disappeared into the crowd.

Yang Haofeng suddenly remembered Xu Zhimo's "Farewell Kangqiao".

"Quietly I go, just as I came quietly, I wave my sleeves, and I don't take away a cloud."

Yang Haofeng was stunned in place, he looked around in confusion, and Su Xuening's body temperature and aroma were still in his hands, which made him suddenly feel a sense of loss.

The ball finally came to an end in his dreamlike flutter.

At the end of the song, the crowd began to disperse to the audience, and most of the people in the audience still didn't even want to believe what was happening in front of them.

An ordinary-looking kid actually danced with the goddess in their minds!

This is blasphemy!

Blasphemy against the goddess in their hearts!

Zhang Qun and Qin Yingying stood in the audience in frustration as early as the middle of the dance, Zhang Qun knew that their plan to make Yang Haofeng make a fool of himself in front of the whole school tonight had failed.

He and Qin Yingying, they should have been the most dazzling existence at tonight's ball, but all of this was ruthlessly taken away by Yang Haofeng.

It's just because he is on the list of the number one school flower goddess Su Xuening!

What shit luck is going to go!

......

"Haofeng!" Li Yi walked over at some point, patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, and his tone was a little heavy.

"I'll tell you the unfortunate news, just when you were dancing with the great goddess Su just now, your other goddess came back......"

What the?! Xia Ying was here just now?!

Yang Haofeng's body trembled when he heard this, as if he heard the coming of the end of the world.

"Where is she?" Yang Haofeng's anxious voice changed.

"I've been crying and running out for a long time......"

Before Li Yi finished speaking, Yang Haofeng in front of him was already gone......

Now it's too late to chase it out, Yang Haofeng stood at the door of the sports institute, and his heart was in turmoil for a while.

Even if he catches up with Xia Ying, how can he explain it?

Besides, today's accident can't be explained, and even Yang Haofeng himself doesn't know why the first goddess of the school took the initiative to invite him to dance? This in itself is a misunderstanding that grows more and more confusing the more you talk about it.

What to do? Could it all be a coincidence?

Devils will believe it! Not to mention Xia Ying, he himself wouldn't believe that Su Xuening came to dance with him because of a coincidence!

Yang Haofeng dialed Xia Ying's phone number, and was hung up after just two rings, obviously Xia Ying didn't want to answer his phone now.

Smashed! It's all messed up! What the is going on! Yang Haofeng's heart was extremely depressed at the moment.

But the real mess is yet to come.

Tonight is the eve of the storm.

Wait until tomorrow, the news that Su Xuening and Yang Haofeng are dancing together will definitely make the headlines of all school newspapers and cause a sensation in the entire school.

The history of No. 2 Middle School will be rewritten because of the three words "Yang Haofeng".