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The wind gently blows through the osmanthus trees on both sides of the boulevard, bringing a sweet and elegant aroma.

A black Lamborghini whizzed past at a frightening speed, screeching brakes amid the exclamations and curses of the crowd.

The door of the car like a bird's wing was raised, and a pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

"Wow, that's handsome!"

"Who is he, is he a freshman? Why haven't I seen it before? ”

"Don't rob me, he's Miss Ben's dish!"

"Your dish? People can't look down on your face that has failed plastic surgery! ”

The noisy chattering finally pulled Yan Bailing out of the irritability of her parents who had disappeared from playing.

Her crooked apricot eyes followed the direction of the voice.

The dappled shade of the trees fell on the boy who was in his prime.

The deep and cold eyes reflected under the broken hair like ink, which were a little hollow.

It seems that nothing in this world can move him.

This person is a little handsome, shouldn't it be overdone?

A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Bailing's eyes, and then he pursed the corners of his mouth boringly.

Just wanted to try again to see if she could get through the phone, but she couldn't help but see the boy's thin lips pursed into a straight line and rose slightly.

Slender legs walked slowly towards her with steady steps.

"Is he coming towards me?"

"No, he was obviously smiling at me just now."

The two girls beside Yan Bailing screamed excitedly.

He...... Looks like you're smiling at me, right?

Yan Bailing looked at the two or three girls beside her with some uncertainty, but found that their eyes were suddenly dyed with deep resentment and unwillingness.

"We've finally met, little Bailing."

The boy's clear voice like spring water suddenly sounded in her ears, which made Yan Bailing startled.

As soon as she tried to retreat, a long, strong arm grabbed her by the waist and embraced her into his faint grassy bosom.

"Do you think you escaped if I caught you?" There was a bit of banter in the indifferent voice of the visitor.

"Get out!"

Yan Bailing's little face was flushed, and she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed.

With a horizontal slash at her feet, she wanted to trip the boy who was doing something to her.

But the other party took a step forward and squeezed into her legs.

With a slight force, he pressed her against the banyan tree on the side.

"Do you know what happened to the last person who spoke to me like that?"

The boy's eyes flashed with a cool light, and he leaned over and gently pressed his head against Yan Bailing's smooth forehead, rubbing it.

"But how can I let you have your tongue plucked!"

The warm breath flowing from his lips and teeth sprayed on Yan Bailing's pink and round earlobes.

That gentle tone seems to be able to drown all the girls in the world.

But he couldn't hide the brutal killing in his eyes.

Damn it!

He's just afraid that the person who came is not good!

The simple and ignorant aura on Yan Bailing's body disappeared in an instant.

The stiffness of his shoulder dissolved the boy's grip on him, and he raised his hand to slap a knife that tried to knock him to the ground.

But the arm that the other party clasped around her waist lifted her up with a little force.

Throwing it upwards, carrying it on his shoulder, he strode towards the sports car that had not yet turned off.

"You let go of me! Uncle Ben doesn't know you! ”

Yan Bailing's legs were tightly buckled, and she could only wave her little hands and keep tearing on the boy's back.

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