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Chapter 698 Little Brother's Peach Blossom Fan

"Hmph! Rival in love, this princess will never give up!"

But even so.

A little princess is still a little princess.

The chin was still raised proudly.

With a cold snort, when the gorgeous Lolita's skirt turned around, her footsteps drew an arc.

The figure walked neatly.

But Young Master Yang never took the little princess' provocation seriously.

There was not even the slightest change in mood, just facing the young man, he lowered his voice, "My little brother's peach blossom is really a different kind of fan."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, and finally shrugged and smiled evilly, "Thank you for the compliment."

The face of a teenager.

Thickness as usual.

……

The morning class ends soon.

Lin Zhaoxia still didn't think of a reason to dismiss Yang Moyan.

He sat there with his chin propped up, surrounded by classmates who left one after another.

But there are also people who run in the opposite direction.

A student with the badge of the Shengyuan Student Union on his body ran over.

As soon as someone from the student council appears.

That means there is another show to watch.

The student who originally wanted to leave with his bag stopped immediately.

Lin Zhaoxia also raised her eyebrows.

Thoughts are still thinking.

Could something have happened?

I saw the student union member running to Yang Moyan's desk, with a respectful expression on his face, "Master Yang, Xiao Xiao is looking for you."

Yang Moyan looked away from the young man and landed on the person in front of him, his emotions remained calm, and his voice was flat, "Specific."

The people in the student union were quite alert, and they were among the few who could understand the meaning of Young Master Yang's succinct words. They stood there and shook their heads, "No, I just asked Young Master Yang to come over."

Yang Moyan looked sideways at the boy.

Lin Zhaoxia is worried that there is no reason to dismiss this one.

Who would have thought that Xiao Ningjun's unreasonable actions at this time would actually help her a lot by mistake?
When he sensed someone's gaze falling over him, he knew who it was without even thinking about it.

Looking up, she shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "What if there is something important? Don't worry about me."

"Remember to eat lunch."

"OK OK."

Yang Moyan was quite at ease about the young man's foraging ability.

After leaving these words, he walked out with the person from the student council.

After all, Xiao Ningjun was looking for it.

Generally, if there is no serious matter, that guy will not find him easily.

But the students around who saw this scene were unexpectedly a little disappointed?
Realizing this, the corners of their lips twitched in unison.

Looking at the boy who stood up with his hands in his pockets at this time, he was afraid that the boy would see something when he looked back, so they hurried away with their bags in their arms.

Lin Zhaoxia followed the crowd.

After leaving the class, he went down the stairs and left the teaching building, walking towards Ye Jin's agreed place.

When Lin Zhaoxia arrived, Ye Jin was already there.

With his back to the boy, the same hands in his pockets, his head slightly raised to let the wind blow.

The long black hair, a little messy between the foreheads, sets off the somewhat pale skin.

Her face was still unparalleled, with soft eyebrows and eyes, and a clean and clear demeanor, the kind that people couldn't help but want to get close to.

I don't know what this handsome boy is thinking.

It seems to be too focused.

He didn't even know about Lin Zhaoxia's arrival.

But Lin Zhaoxia was not in a hurry.

Looking at Ye Jin's back, she raised her head slightly.

After a while.

Ye Jin withdrew her thoughts.

At the same time, he also noticed that there seemed to be someone behind him.

Looking back sideways, I realized that it was a boy.

He turned around, pursed his lips, "Yo, good afternoon."

　Today is the eighth update, not a small explosion update, thank you for your support, Ann.

　　
　
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