Di Moxuan narrowed his eyes, naturally he could see Long Yunzhan's displeasure.
He also understood why Long Yunzhan didn't like him.
He didn't care much, and clapped his hands: "All students, take a good rest today. Starting tomorrow, I will cooperate with Yougui and formally train you."
After disbanding the school students, Di Moxuan walked out of the school.
He suppressed the warm smile in his eyes, and looked around the corridor outside the school.
Just as he was about to move his long legs, a figure stood in front of him.
"It's you?" Qiao Jin stood with his arms folded and his back leaning against the wooden door of the school.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Di Moxuan.
Although I doubt it in my heart, this Master Mo Zun is very likely to be Emperor Moxuan.
But without his personal admission, Qiao Jin always felt something was wrong.
Because of this, he stopped Emperor Moxuan.
Di Moxuan raised his eyebrows: "Student Qiao Jin, what do you think?"
Qiao Jin shook his head with a serious expression: "I think it's you. If not, please stay away from Qing Luo in the future."
"Why?"
Qiao Jin stared at Di Moxuan with condensed eyes: "Because, she belongs to someone else."
"Ha ha ha ha… "
When Di Moxuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
That face, as handsome as an evil god, smiled even more evilly, shocking the heavens.
He reached out and patted Qiao Jin's shoulder lightly with his big palm.
Immediately, he passed Qiao Jin and walked straight to the class committee room.
Qiao Jin stared at his back for a long time, then retracted his gaze, and looked sideways at his shoulder that had been patted.
Sure enough, it was him.
"What are you looking at, let's go!" Suddenly, a hand grabbed Qiao Jin's lock of black hair, and yanked fiercely, "It's time to confirm, the young couple have private things to talk about, how about you?" Want to go up and join in the fun?"
Qiao Jin felt the pain, and clasped the slender wrist of the woman behind him tightly with his backhand: "Yan Xiaoyi, speak as you speak, don't move!"
"Do something to you? Pooh! I don't want to spit out yesterday's dinner." Yan Xiaoyi shook off his hand and snorted lightly, "What are you doing here, the squad leader is still waiting for you. "
After that, he turned around and entered the school.
Qiao Jin's eyes widened, and his face was full of displeasure: "Stop! Tell me clearly, why do I make you want to throw up? We have been classmates for several years, and now you start to dislike me for being ugly? Hey! Stop! "
…
Ye Qingluo was sitting on a soft chair, thinking about the purpose of Di Moxuan's Yirong infiltrating Shangxuan Academy.
Suddenly, the ears moved sharply.
He heard the sound of the door of the class committee room being pushed open.
A familiar breath rushed into his nostrils.
Ye Qingluo snorted softly and turned her head.
"Xiao Luo'er." Di Moxuan stepped over, and when he stood in front of Ye Qingluo, he fell down lazily.
Ye Qingluo was about to get up and avoid it.
The man seemed to know what she was doing, and quickly grabbed her wrist.
The familiar sandalwood scent enveloped her instantly.
The man's hot chest was tightly leaning against her delicate body.
Ye Qingluo's heart beat faster inexplicably.
It seemed that the body temperature was gradually rising because of the man's embrace.
Ye Qingluo's delicate body trembled slightly, and she stretched out her hand to give way.
Di Moxuan had already pressed her down on the soft chair, his arms tightly wrapped around her delicate body.
Ye Qingluo's whole body was almost wrapped by him.
"Don't move, let me give you a good hug."
The deep and hoarse voice, full of charm and seductiveness, penetrated bit by bit from Ye Qingluo's eardrums and into her heart.
The strong scent of sandalwood is mixed with the scent of men.
Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled, the luster in his eyes gradually couldn't be gathered, and he was a little drunk.
"Xiao Luoer, I miss you."
A few simple words touched Ye Qingluo's heart again.