"Smoke!"
As soon as she arrived at the door, a familiar but annoying voice suddenly rang out.
Why are there so many lingering people these days!
She had fooled herself, and she hadn't troubled her yet, so how could she have the nerve to join her
Could it be that she thought that she could stop Xiao Zichen from doing the questions for herself
Will he never know the dirty things she did? !
Luo Liyan twitched the corners of her mouth sarcastically, trying to pretend she didn't hear anything.
But how could Su Moqing let her go so easily!
"Yanyan!" Su Moqing trotted in front of her, stopped her, and then had a bright smile on her face, "Guess who I brought?"
"I don't know! I don't want to know either!"
Hearing her words, Luo Liyan immediately erected all the thorns on her body like a hedgehog.
There are really many people who showed their affection to me this morning, but there was nothing good about it!
"Qin Mo'an!" Su Moqing winked at Luo Liyan playfully, as if you knew me.
But Luo Liyan looked blank, "Who is Qin Mo'an?"
Although she inherited the memory of the original owner of the body, she is not her after all.
So when this name was spoken, Luo Liyan still felt it was very strange.
"It's your favorite Mo'an since childhood! Mo'an, who went to kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school with us! Didn't you like him for more than ten years?" Su Moqing's voice raised slightly twice.
Luo Liyan suddenly felt a piercing cold gaze fall on her body.
She swallowed, and looked towards the line of sight; the direction of the source.
I saw Xiao Zichen's dark face, which made people feel suffocated like a tsunami.
Luo Liyan hurriedly turned around, ran towards him, and wrapped his arm obediently.
"That I really don't know who she's talking about! It must be someone who doesn't matter!"
Although he really didn't want to admit it, but Xiao Zichen had just warned himself, and within a minute, Su Moqing came to the door with a so-called crush of the original owner of the body, did he think he died fast enough? !
"En!" The anger on Xiao Zichen's face faded a bit, but it was still gloomy.
I know what Xiaopoor, the so-called best friend, wants to do, so no matter whether what she said is true or not, it is impossible for me to fall into her trap.
Even if she once liked someone else, so what? !
No matter now or in the future, she can only belong to herself.
For this kind of thing, he couldn't take his anger out on his poor little girl, that would only push her further and further away.
But that boy...
Xiao Zichen lowered his lower eyelids, hiding the bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.
"Yanyan!" A low and hoarse male voice that was in the process of changing his voice broke the stalemate between the three of them.
A boy pushed a silver-white variable-speed bicycle and walked over from the side.
When Luo Liyan saw his face, the memory of being thrown aside by herself finally came back little by little.
It turned out to be him!
These two people were so disgusting that they almost vomited.
Luo Liyan's gaze stayed on the boy for less than a second, then she took it back.
Raising her head, she gently shook Xiao Zichen's hand, acting coquettishly.