High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 932

Yang Moyan naturally wouldn't make things difficult.

What's more, his nature is there.

Although a bit indifferent.

But for children, like teenagers, he won't stop too much.

What's more, Mo Ya also has etiquette.

But after walking around Yang Moyan, he squatted there, with his head up and his hands resting on his chin, his eyes rolled around, his watery eyes were extraordinarily big, "Yang Moyan, why are you here today?"

Yang Moyan didn't have any troubles on his face, he just glanced sideways at the young man beside him, and still said in a very flat voice, "Accompany her."

"Wow--"

Meiya groaned.

Is it really early in the morning to abuse the dog?

Too sad and crazy, right?
Si Yin looked a little dark.

In the original negotiations, the boy was asked who he came out to.

The boy didn't hide it either.

He told her with a wicked smile.

It's quite a sensational name.

——Yang Moyan.

Is that so?

The two love each other, but they are only one announcement away.

But in fact, I am afraid that everyone already knows it well, right?

But it was just waiting to hear it from the boy's mouth.

Si Yin sat there and bit his lower lip.

At that moment, my heart was very uncomfortable.

Lin Zhaoxia was not joking.

Yang Moyan was also serious.

Even the atmosphere between the two of them is so different.

Probably because of the love of music and the intention of feeling.

So much so that Si Yin is very sensitive to some special emotions.

So she can feel it.

Yang Moyan even looked at Lin Zhaoxia with a touch of connivance and favor in his eyes.

That's definitely not acting.

The human heart is the most complicated.

But only the eyes are a window, and nothing can be hidden.

Si Yin felt pain in the apex of his heart.

Throat is also very uncomfortable.

The corners of the eyes are sour.

I can't even breathe.

She sat there breathing heavily.

Gu Shaoyan was not present today.

It may be that he felt that what happened yesterday made him lose a little dignity, so he wanted to stay quietly so he didn't come here.

Si Yin's hands with white lace gloves tightly grasped the shirt on his chest, his already fair and delicate face turned pale at this moment.

Even the lip color lost its original color.

Qiao Yicheng noticed that something was wrong with Si Yin behind him, but when he looked sideways, there was a twitch on the tip of his eyebrows.

He lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"President, I can't breathe."

Si Yin exhaled heavily.

But it was hard to hide the discomfort in his heart, and the feeling that the lungs seemed to be unable to breathe more deeply the more they breathed.

Probably because of some discomfort from lack of oxygen, bursts of blackness began to spread in front of my eyes.

This changed Qiao Yicheng's usual gentle eyebrows and pursed lips.

He raised his hand to touch Si Yin's forehead.

But the temperature is normal.

Just with some very thin sweat.

Si Yin seemed unable to bear the feeling of being close to suffocation any longer, and stood up holding the hem of his skirt, "President, I'll go out."

Before Qiao Yicheng could reply, he quietly retreated from behind.

She knew there was a small door at the back of the gymnasium.

That was when I came to Shengyuan before, and I saw some students going in from here and remembered it.

Originally thought that only Qiao Yicheng knew about Si Yin's departure.

But those were completely noticed by Lin Zhaoxia who was tilting the angle.

She frowned slightly, and saw Si Yin's pretty face and lips that were bloodless when she stood up just now.

Sound...

Is it sick?

(End of this chapter)