Chapter 30: The stand-in scholar wants to blacken 1.29
Panic flashed in Chen's eyes, and he wanted to retreat urgently, but he couldn't break free because of his sleeve.
The body couldn't retreat, but his eyes never dared to meet the dark pupils of the girl in front of him.
"Did I ask you for help?"
"I didn't ask you for help, I don't owe you!"
Panicked, anxious and angry, Chen Moumou's white face that was close to pathology flashed a thin red quickly, and he said angrily.
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere was as silent as death.
Chen Moumou's heart flashed with fleeting remorse, and then he was covered by firm resistance.
He didn't even dare to look at the girl's face.
No matter who you are, you will be so angry when you hear such "ungrateful" words, and then you will never care about him again.
Recalling Ye Fanhua's beautiful skills, Chen Moumou was even ready to provoke her to be beaten!
One of these two possibilities is better.
Leave him alone, just leave him to fend for himself!
He lowered his eyes and quietly met the girl's next anger.
Who knows, the hand full of strength placed on the knotted sleeve was slowly put down.
Qing Yue's voice was accompanied by the coolness of the night breeze, hitting his heart little by little.
"Are you sure you want me to go? But once I take a step, I will never look back. β
Chen's hand hanging down at his side suddenly grabbed his pants.
This is not the first time in his life that he has tried to move from darkness to light, since he was a child, he has tried to escape his fate, but every time, he has been ruthlessly rejected by the hand of fate.
He was scared.
Cowering in that little shell, never trying to escape again.
But this time it was different, it was the light and warmth that actively shone in, giving him the right to choose.
But he cowered and didn't dare to gamble anymore.
"Yes!" He nodded, plucking up the courage to look at the flowers of the upper leaves, "You go!" β
So be it, he won't regret it.
Death will not be!
Noticing the knotted sleeves on his chest, the boy put his hands up, and his well-defined fingers began to untie the knots on them, "Your clothes, give them back to you." β
But his fingers are clearly trembling, he won't regret it, he won't regret it, he won't regret it-
It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.
I smelled a wisp of fragrance on the tip of my nose, and the last blurry picture I saw was a smooth and fair side face, and a delicate and small ear with soft hair.
Just now, Ye Fanhua directly slashed at the boy's neck with a hand knife with unmistakable accuracy.
Chen Moumou, who was untying his sleeves, fainted directly in front of him, Ye Fanhua reached out and caught the boy's tall but not heavy body, and let the boy's head rest on his shoulder.
Big man, what's the chirping and crooked?
If she asked just now, she didn't accept a refusal.
Whether he likes it or not, she is in charge of this matter!
This person, she also covered it!
What she Ye Fanhua decides, whether it is right or wrong, must go all the way to the dark!
Even if the whole world says it's wrong, she wants the world to change its mind!
If you don't change your words, then, ruin it!
"Host host, are you going to bring the main god Baba home now?"
"Hmm."
"Then the princess hugs! Fascinate thousands of girls, no, fascinate thousands of young men, especially the princess of the main god Baba, will definitely impress Baba! β
"You've fainted! It is impossible to be impressed. β
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After a few seconds, Ye Fanhua asked.
"What is a princess hug?"
"Well, host, have you changed your mind and asked the princess to hug you? The book says that the princess is holding people in front of her, and the posture isβ"
"Sideways?"
"yes, that's what it means. Hey, wait, host, you're not a princess, you can't poop to me like this......"