High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 558 Who Will Lin Zhaoxia Be?

"Bold!"

When has the little princess been ridiculed like this?
Yang Moyan's words really made the little princess feel extremely humiliated!
Her pretty face is full of drums.

A pair of watery eyes were faintly red.

It can be seen that the anger is really unclear.

Lin Zhaoxia looked up at Yang Moyan, then at Princess Alice, and wiped her face again.

Really are……

Did she degenerate from the protagonist to the role of passer-by so quickly?
And the little Princess Alice, who bulged her cheeks for a while, looked straight at Yang Moyan's deep and indifferent dark green pupils without fear with her slightly red eyes, and then said again, "This princess's family You don't need a little Shengyuan chief school grass to control it, and return Lin Zhaoxia to this princess!"

So Lin Zhaoxia heard the cold breath coming from all around again.

And Young Master Yang seemed to be offended.

The hand holding the young man's wrist exerted a little strength, his deep eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice was indifferent, "I'll repeat what I said. As for Lin Zhaoxia? Heh, it's fantastic."

The students around who still wanted to watch the play felt that the show would be unbearable.

The weather in early winter was not too cold.

But for some reason, the surrounding temperature seems to be getting lower and lower.

At the same time there was a smell of gunpowder in the air.

The surrounding students rubbed their arms and felt cold.

Then, a mocking and indifferent voice came from the ear, floating to everyone's ears——

"Watching a play is fun? Why don't you keep it for the New Year?"

All the students are familiar with such a cold and light mocking voice.

Besides that Young Master Yang, who else would speak so condescendingly?
As soon as the students looked up, they saw the pair of dark green pupils that had no warmth at all and even contained a bit of broken ice, and swept them lightly.

The students around were suddenly frightened.

Still watching a play?
what to see!

What is more important than a small life? !
They slipped fast.

Under Young Master Yang's understated eyes, they huddled together to keep warm.

All slipped away.

And the young man who just raised his eyes just felt that this scene was a bit miraculous.

"what have you done?"

"The idlers wait and catch up."

Young Master Yang's voice was extremely indifferent.

The surrounding students who heard this sentence only felt that they were about to vomit blood.

These two really have big hearts.

Rarely still have time to chat a few words?
Does the little princess still exist? ?

The words of this question.

The little princess really did exist.

After Yang Moyan's words fell, the little princess clenched her fists tightly, pursed her delicate lips and did not speak for a long time.

It's just those slightly red Lianshui eyes.

At this time, he was staring at Lin Zhaoxia without blinking.

Lin Zhaoxia only felt an inexplicable emotion when she saw this kind of sight.

"Cough, little princess," the young man touched the bridge of his nose, coughed lightly, and covered up his somewhat inexplicable guilt by the way, "Why don't we talk in another place? This is a college after all, and it's not a good thing to be surrounded by people."

It's just that the little princess doesn't seem to care about being watched or not at this moment.

She just sneered again, "No need."

Then she looked at Yang Moyan, raised her chin haughtily, with a domineering look in her eyes: "Whimsical? Heh! From today on, this princess announces that you, Yang Moyan, are my rival in love! Who will Lin Zhaoxia be? You will know when you decide!"

　Go to bed early, see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)