"Smoke!"

As soon as she arrived at the door, a familiar but extremely annoying voice rang out coldly.

Why are there so many people who have been haunted these years!

She has pitted herself, and she hasn't gone to her trouble yet, how can she be embarrassed to come to her side?

Could it be that she thought that she would be able to stop Xiao Zichen from helping her with the questions?

Yourself will never know about the dirty things she does?!

Luo Liyan pulled the corners of her mouth sarcastically, trying to pretend that she hadn't heard anything.

But how could Su Moqing let her go so easily!

"Smoke!" Su Moqing trotted in front of her, stopped her, and then had a bright smile on her face, "Guess who I brought here?" ”

"I don't know! I don't want to know either! ”

Hearing her words, Luo Liyan immediately erected all the thorns on her body like a hedgehog.

There are so many people who have nothing to do with themselves this morning, but nothing good happens!

"Qin Mo'an!" Su Moqing playfully winked at Luo Liyan, looking like she knew me.

But Luo Liyan was at a loss, "Who is Qin Mo'an?" ”

Although she inherited the memories of the original owner of the body, she was not her after all.

So when this name was said, Luo Liyan still felt very unfamiliar.

"It's your favorite Mo'an since childhood! Mo'an who went to kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school with us! Haven't you liked him for more than ten years? Su Moqing's voice raised slightly by two degrees.

Luo Liyan suddenly felt a cold and piercing gaze fall on her.

She swallowed and looked into her gaze; The direction of the source.

I saw Xiao Zichen's dark and calm face, which made people feel suffocated like a tsunami.

Luo Liyan hurriedly turned around and ran towards him, wrapping his arms very obediently.

"I really don't know who she's talking about! Surely it doesn't matter! ”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xiao Zichen had just finished warning himself, and in less than a minute, Su Moqing came to the door with a so-called object of the crush of the original owner of the body, didn't he die fast enough? !

"Hmm!" The anger on Xiao Zichen's face faded a little, but it was still gloomy.

I know very well what this so-called best friend wants to do, so no matter whether what she says is true or not, she will never fall into her trap.

Even if she used to like someone else, so what?!

Whether it is now, or in the future, she can only belong to herself.

This kind of thing, he can't take his anger on his little pitiful, that will only push her farther and farther.

But the boy ......

Xiao Zichen's lowered eyelids covered the bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.

"Smoke!" A low, hoarse, voice-changing male voice broke the stalemate between the three of them.

A boy pushed a silver-white geared bicycle and walked over from the side.

When Luo Liyan saw his face, the memory that was thrown aside by himself finally came back little by little.

It turned out to be him!

These two people were so sick that they were about to vomit.

Luo Liyan's gaze stayed on the boy's body for less than a second, and then retracted it.

Raising her head, she gently shook Xiao Zichen's hand and sprinkled coquettishly.