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Chapter 645 Young Master Yang Wants to Be a Demon

The dialogue between the two is only understood by the two of them in their hearts, and it is not just a simple talk.

But of course, that's out of the way first.

The most important thing now is about a certain little princess.

You can basically understand the thoughts of young people.

But the vinegar jar has been overturned, so the vinegar smell will naturally ferment for a while.

So you're welcome.

Young Master Yang reached out and snatched the cup from the boy's hand.

With nothing in his hands, the young man raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "What kind of monster are you?"

"Be you."

"..."

Where did this meow meme come from?

Then I saw Eldest Young Master Yang get up, hold the boy's wrist, and pull him up directly.

The boy looked at it.

that direction.

It's her room...

"I'm not sleepy yet," Lin Zhaoxia said, turning around and taking the opportunity to grab her cell phone, "I'll go to rest after a while."

Yang Moyan looked back, and saw the scene of the boy taking back his mobile phone at a glance, and he was not very happy.But his face was still noble and indifferent, "Well, let's go back to the room without resting."

Then he was pulled in.

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows.

After returning to the room, he sat by the bed and turned on his phone again.

After all, the little princess hadn't finished replying to her words.

As a result, as soon as the words were typed and before they were sent, the mobile phone in his hand was snatched away again.

"Let me finish sending it."

Lin Zhaoxia reached out to get it.

Yang Moyan raised it up on purpose, seeing the boy standing up, he lifted the boy's phone even higher.

Taking advantage of her height, Lin Zhaoxia said that she couldn't reach her mobile phone.

And this angle.

Yang Moyan could touch the boy's eyes as soon as he lowered his eyes.

As soon as the boy lowered his head, the fluffy head with a dull hair dangled in front of his eyes.

Tsk, she looks obedient, but no matter how she behaves, she is not so obedient.

"You still want to send it?" Young Master Yang pulled his lips, his voice was thin and cool.

As soon as this tone of voice comes out.

The boy paused when he stretched his arms to reach for the phone.

Then he met those dark green eyes.

That face was indifferent, dignified and ascetic, without much expression.

Even those eyes are very flat.

But Lin Zhaoxia still saw some meaning.

Clearly jealous, his face showed the meaning of 'I'm getting emotional, you need to coax me', 'If you don't coax me, I'll make trouble with you', 'I'm jealous, you can figure it out'.

The boy looked at the corner of his lips and couldn't help it, "Just send a message, and then I will accompany you."

Yang Moyan squinted his eyes, looking at the good-looking young man with lips curled up in front of him.

That way, it seems to be judging the truthfulness of the boy's words as high as one percent.

But in the end.

He said indifferently, "I'll reply."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, moved her lower lip, and finally shrugged, "Just press send, I'm done typing."

Yang Moyan narrowed his eyes again, but remained silent.

Instead, he turned on the phone in his hand, looked at the words typed by the boy on the phone screen, and decisively deleted them.

But Lin Zhaoxia didn't see any of these.

She only thought that Yang Moyan had sent it.

"It's okay this time."

Unexpectedly, two words were thrown over, "No."

"what??"

Lin Zhaoxia's brows and eyes widened a little.

Yang Moyan glanced sideways at her, and quickly tapped the screen with his fingertips.

Lin Zhaoxia noticed this scene, "What are you doing?"

"Reply." As usual, it was concise and to the point, not more than half a word.

(End of this chapter)