High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1065 The appearance is so... grand?
The tingling sensation comes from the tailbone.

All the way to the heart.

There seems to be a dazzling flower blooming one after another.

Lin Zhaoxia began to feel suffocated again.

It seemed she would never learn to breathe when it came to kissing.

Until finally the red-stained face was released.

She closed her eyes and gasped for breath.

But the forehead was pressed against by the other party.

Yang Moyan put his hands next to her ears, and their foreheads were against their foreheads, and the distance between them was very close.

He is smiling lightly.

The usual indifferent voice is gone, the tone in the air is full of warmth, like spring flowers blooming in the ice and snow world, and the voice is magnetically low, as if the century-old red wine has been opened, and the whole air is full of warmth. Exudes a faint aroma of wine——

He said.

"Well, the cake tastes really good."

The tone was very leisurely.

Also very meaningful.

In this posture, Lin Zhaoxia opened her eyes, raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her, pulled her lower lip, and finally turned into the same sinister arc.

Really are……

There is no resistance at all.

Her brother was right.

Yang Moyan is very dangerous.

It's like a poison.

She was poisoned, and there was no cure.
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After her birthday, Lin Zhaoxia officially took her first step into adulthood.

But as years and birthdays pass.

There's only one week left until school starts.

Then Lin Zhaoxia suddenly remembered something, as if she still had some homework to do.

But this is more embarrassing to think of.

Lin Zhaoxia was still asleep at that time.

Thinking of this incident, it was a sudden awakening.

The curtains in the room are tightly blocked, but the sunlight outside is not too dark.

In addition to being a little dark, the room is already bright.

Lin Zhaoxia sat on the bed by herself for a second or two, then lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed. She rushed to the study room with short black hair in a mess. Underneath a book, there is a composition paper on the side of a counter in the study.

After finding it, she shook it twice in front of her eyes, pinched the center of her brows, and sighed again, looking helpless no matter how she looked.

There are only three essays in total.

But she didn't move a single one.

There are still seven days until school starts.

Lin Zhaoxia had a premonition.

She can get stuck in these three compositions until after school starts, but she may not be able to deduct seven characters.

She considered herself unlucky, and was thinking about whether to ask the forum for help. Although it was inevitable that Ye Jin and the others would take the opportunity to laugh at her, but it was said that if the homework was not completed, credits would be deducted.

There is nothing wrong with deducting credits, but it will affect the graduation at that time.

This is a very troublesome thing.

She was still thinking, she should go back and get her phone.

At this moment, a deep and indifferent voice came from behind, "My little boyfriend is really full of energy early in the morning. He doesn't wash or put on his shoes, so he just comes to the study room to make a fuss. Are you trying to test something?"

That intonation.

And with carelessness.

The line of sight is also weak.

The corner of Lin Zhaoxia's lips twitched.

Only then did he realize that he ran over without even wearing shoes.

But isn't that scare from the dream reminder?
She turned around and shrugged, "Little wife, really, shouldn't you ask why your little boyfriend appeared like this?"

When it comes to word splicing games, teenagers never quit with failure as soon as they appear on the stage.

Yang Moyan actually smiled, turning the pen with his fingertips, and said casually, "Oh? So what happened to make my little boyfriend's appearance so... grand?"

He bit the last two words very slowly, in a slow manner.

(End of this chapter)