The gilt golden glow of the warm sun gently flowed on the blue willow leaves, and a few black swallows fluttered along the breeze, leaving ink-colored silhouettes in the crystalline celadon of the silk veins.

Thousands of willows are brushed with silk, and the green smoke and golden ears are blowing. The incense rises with the quiet song, and the shadow accompanies the delicate dance sleeves.

The girl standing by the spring altar has a delicate face like a flower, although she does not have the thrilling beauty of the beautiful woman in front of her, but she can be regarded as a beautiful woman with red lips and bright teeth.

It's a pity that the words that come out of the lips of the beautiful woman who are as beautiful as flowers are not as pleasing to the eye as her appearance.

"You don't insult me with these twists and turns, Nan Zui Sheng, don't think that if a few boys like you and pursue you, you can do whatever you want in July Middle School! Let me tell you, without the support and pursuit of those boys in Beishao, you are nothing in my eyes! ”

Yan Yan frowned, almost gritted his teeth, and said loudly.

The beautiful woman standing in front of her only smiled faintly when she heard this, and her face was like a pile of pear blossoms under the golden beam, and like a pile of frost and snow.

Yan Yan stared at Nan Zuisheng with a shallow smile in annoyance, and her rebuttal like a cannon seemed to sink into the sea, without stirring up the slightest wave from the other party. She gritted her gums unwillingly, and her beautiful face was distorted into a broken flower under the anger of being ignored: "Are you dumb?" ”

She took a step forward and stretched out her hand to push the other party: "Hmph, a slut is a slut, what?" I dare not say that I am afraid to say that it hurts? What about the courage that insulted me? ”

Rong Yan stared at Nan Zuisheng's still smiling eyebrows, and it was difficult to hide jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

The pear-blossom-like moist skin seems to be white and flawless under the warm sun, and the soft and greasy almost turns into a pool of spring water, and it is more like a pool of secluded springs. With a quiet and beautiful, noble and elegant temperament, the slim and jade stand under the green smoky weeping willows, beautiful like a splashed ink landscape painting.

Classical and elegant, ethereal and dusty.

But it is contradictory mixed with the charming and almost bewitching beautiful face, and the innate fairy and dusty temperament of Nan Zuisheng are blended and entwined, forming a thrilling, but graceful and elegant magical beauty.

Before Rong Yanyan's arm stretched out half a foot, Bei Langsheng took a step ahead of Dong Mengsheng and stopped in front of her: "What are you going to do?" He lowered his eyes and stared at his jealous and distorted face, forcibly suppressed the faint gagness in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Bei Shao, this is a private matter between me and Nan Zuisheng, and I hope you don't interfere."

Rong Yanyan's originally jealous gaze softened a little for a moment when it touched the young man Xuanyi's eyebrows and charming peach blossom eyes. But soon, the pain of dislocating her wrist and almost crushing her wrist bone woke her up from this short-term obsession.

The anger burned even more in her chest, she pursed her lips and stared at the half of Bei Langsheng's arm in front of her, and her beautiful eyes locked Nan Drunk's slender figure through the other half of the space.

Fierce, vicious gaze.

"Since you call me Bei Shao, you should know my temper. What's more, I've already taught you a lesson. Bei Langsheng stared at the face in front of him with a dark gaze, and sometimes he really couldn't figure out why he had such a delicate face, but he matched such a narrow and selfish heart.

It's like a dirty group of lice covered under a gorgeous robe.

Rong Yan clenched his palms, and his slender knuckles glowed miserably pale under excessive force: "What does Bei Shao mean by this?" ”

She raised her eyes to look at Bei Langsheng's charming peach blossom eyes, and her eyes were burning as if she was about to cremate the young man in front of her into ashes: "Are you going to abolish my hand again?" ”

Although Rong Yanyan tried her best to hide the fear in her heart, her deep voice still involuntarily revealed a faint fear.

Bei Langsheng narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and he did not hide his dangerous gaze in the sparkling waves: "Since you know, why don't you get out quickly?" He glanced condescendingly in front of Rong Yanyan, then turned around and walked to Nan Zuisheng's side. The chic and slender figure and the slender and delicate figure stand side by side, and there is no disharmony.

Her face was blue and red, the young man's contemptuous gaze fell on her face like hail, her eyes flickered and after thinking for a moment, she took out the courage to break the cauldron and raised her head fearlessly to look at Bei Langsheng: "If you want to roll, she will roll." ”

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Nan Zuisheng at the young man's side.

A word stirs up a thousand waves.

The words of looking for death like a face and face instantly caused an uproar among the onlookers who ate melons.

What kind of character is Beilangsheng? As early as in the old restaurant, when he bullied Nan Zuisheng and Xi Yusheng in the restaurant, and he personally dislocated each other's wrist bones, everyone knew it.

The crisp and heavy slap and the grinding sound of the sluggish bones still clearly echoed in their minds. Although some students were not present at the time, they all watched the events in the video of the school forum. Although those videos and post bars disappeared into the sea that night.

And the students who were present, and those who were not there, also received warnings and advice from the school's senior leaders, instructing none of them to publicize what Bei Langsheng did and the incident of Nan Zuisheng, let alone leak the slightest, otherwise they would be ordered to drop out of school.

and the hidden, overt and covert coercion of power.

After all, Bei Langsheng is the eldest son of the mayor of Xuan City, Beizhan Zheng'er, and he is destined to call for wind and rain in the future political circles, how can they afford to provoke such a ruthless, arrogant and noble figure?

What's more, Bei Shao has been pursuing for a long time and gently taking care of Nan Zuisheng for a long time!

"Rong Yanyan is crazy, right, in this case, you still dare to argue with Bei Shao?"

The stunned melon-eating masses were so frightened that the melon seeds in their hands fell.

"In my opinion, nine out of nine are crazy, or crazy."

A sven boy with glasses lifted the sliding black frames.

"Nan Zuisheng's life is really good, so that Bei Shao can protect her so desperately."

The sensual girls invariably cast envious glances at the drunken students in the south.

Nan Zuisheng was still smiling lightly, and the blue branches of the weeping willows hung softly on her shoulders, brushing her long inky hair fluttering in the wind. Guose Tianxiang's face was unfazed, as if he turned a deaf ear to everything that happened in front of him.

"Tsk, worthy of being a goddess, not afraid of danger, in love."

The boys gathered looked at the goddess with admiration and admiration at the knife-cutting gaze from the group of girls, and showed appreciation.

Rong Yanyan heard the admiration and envy from the crowd around her, and the anger burning in her chest became more and more intense. She raised her willow eyebrows and glared at Nan Zuisheng viciously, and her words were bitter and mean: "You will hide behind the boys and pretend to be pitiful, obviously you are a turtle with a shrunken head, but while using men, you set up an archway for yourself, Nan Zuisheng, you are really cheap!" ”

Bei Langsheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and his hand, which was originally half-stretched and half-stretched, was instantly clenched into a fist.

Hearing Rong Yanyan's mean words insulting Nan Zuisheng's personality, everyone's reactions were different.

Chang Xiao and Xi Yusheng took a few steps forward in unison, staring at each other tightly with gloomy faces.

Feng Yunyang followed behind Xi Yusheng worriedly, like a protector, and looked at his face with the same unkind gaze.

And Dong Mengsheng's handsome eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and then quickly stretched, the narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes flowed with a moist and warm smile, and the humble gentleman was as warm as jade, and it was Dong Mengsheng who said it.

It's just that if you look closely, you will find what kind of ruthless appearance is hidden under the mask that is as warm as jade. The smile in the phoenix's eyes gradually faded, Dong Mengsheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips to look at his face, and a voice recorder in his pocket worked dutifully and hard.

"Look for death." Before the two of them could attack first, Bei Langsheng stretched out his arm and pinched Yanyan's slender neck.

"You! cough cough ......" Rong Yan was caught off guard by his neck, and in a panic, she tightly grabbed the powerful arm of the young man Kong Wu, trying to break the other party's hard and cruel fingers. However, the disparity between the strength of the two sides is too great, and no matter how hard she tries, it will be in vain.

The onlookers who ate melons were also caught off guard and exclaimed, they couldn't hide their fear and looked at Bei Langsheng's hideous side face, the young man clenched until the blue and white knuckles were enough to show the anger in his heart at this moment, and the undisguised strong killing intent exud---ed from his body!

For a while, there was chaos on the basketball court, chickens and dogs jumping.

"Stop!"

A clear and charming voice stood out from the noisy and boiling sound of blocking, exclamation, and panic. The frightened crowd was instantly quiet, and it was no longer bustling and chaotic.

A plump and gorgeous girl stood behind the crowd with a cold expression, her long inky hair tied up high and a neat ponytail hanging down her waist, following the slender and graceful arc of her waist, fluttering between her slender legs with the gentle breeze.

"Yes, President! The president is back! ”

A tall boy took advantage of his height to take a cursory look at the girl, and then shouted in surprise.

"Really? Don't you read that wrong? ”

The people who ate melons when they heard the sound had already been so frightened that they didn't eat melons anymore, and they seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw under the six gods, and asked the boy again with hope.

"It's true, I'm certainly not mistaken! It's really Sakurako who will come back! The tall boy looked at him a few times before replying in a positive voice.

When the onlookers heard this, they instantly calmed down their panic and uneasiness, and looked at the gorgeous girl with tears streaming silently in their hearts.