The pampered baby of King's High School
074° Tata: Heh, I'm annoying~
"It's settled like this. One week of preparation time, let the student union of Emperor's College be the judges, and we will see you next Wednesday." After Lian Ruixuan finished speaking, she looked at Mo Tata's panicked eyes lightly. , smiling and walking away.
Mo Tata really wanted to shake his ears!Hmph, I have never cooked in my life. The last time I cooked, I made Feng Yingchen a meal of "Swimming Crab Stir-fried Rice Cake". This rice cake is delicious. =*=This is the end!
"Satisfied?" Feng Yingchen's cold and teasing voice wafted next to his ears, Mo Tata raised his eyes, and saw Feng Yingchen quietly sipping tea, with a sarcastic expression in his indifferent eyes.
"You still have the nerve to say it! You still have the nerve to drink tea, you drink tea and tea, you drink urine, right?" Mo Tata yelled with his hands on his hips, like a little shrew on the street.
Feng Yingchen almost choked on the hot tea, stood up, looked Mo Tata up and down, and then said mockingly and arrogantly, "I know you have something to say, so say what you want to say."
Mo Tata pouted and looked at his tall figure angrily, clenched his fists angrily, and roared, "Feng Yingchen! Why do you always have such a joking expression? Now Lian Ruixuan wants to see Are you happy that I made a fool of myself?!"
Feng Yingchen raised her eyes lazily, "I can't say I'm happy," said with a smirk, "but I'm in a good mood."
"I hate you, Feng Yingchen! In the car this morning, what did I tell you? Didn't you agree?? Why did you go back on your word? You know, I was almost scared when I saw that girl's face just now. Are you crying? Do you know that my legs gave way and I almost fell to my knees?! I think I, Mo Tata, am a big fool! You go to the 80-meter rooftop and take the elevator! What about me? I’ll climb the fucking stairs! Hey Let me go, ah bah!" Mo Tata held his forehead in pain, Mo Tata is so stupid!
"I..." Feng Yingchen said coldly, about to say something, but was abruptly interrupted by Mo Tata's words.
"What's the matter with you? Aren't you a member of the underworld? Aren't you the next generation successor of the Yemei Gang? Isn't it just killing people without blinking an eye? Isn't it just that you are in a good mood and you can talk about everything, and in a bad mood you want to kill a few people? Is it?? Feng Yingchen, I feel more and more scary about you! Sometimes I think, one day you don’t like me, pick up a knife and stab me to death?! You don’t think I have so much dirt on my hands? How bloody will your conscience be uneasy?!..." Mo Tata roared loudly, the voice resounding through the roof, the big hand on the side looked at the two confronting people resentfully, and then retreated from the roof knowingly, leaving only Mo Tata questioned angrily, and in the end, her voice became smaller and smaller, began to tremble, and began to cry...
Feng Yingchen was about to explain something coldly, when Mo Tata's cell phone rang.
Mo Tata picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello?...An Canmo? Is there something wrong?...Enn, if that's the case, then I'll be right there!!"
Mo Tata's voice gradually regained calmness and vitality. He hung up the phone and refused to say a word. His pure eyes like a deer swept Feng Yingchen's eyes, turned around and walked off the rooftop.In the cool wind, she and her back look so thin and determined...
Feng Yingchen's facial features, which were as clear and cold as a knife's edge, looked sad, lonely, dark, and gloomy, and his eyes were like a deep pool of water, unfathomably deep, cold and untouchable.
His lips were cold and affectionate, with graceful and smooth lines, and his deep eyes looked at her leaving back, wanting to explain to her, wanting to talk to her, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't know where to start...
I only kill people in my life, and there is a reason for that.Is it that as long as I don't tell you, you will never believe it?
In addition to beating, killing, bloody, cruel, and terrifying, what else is left in his life?Apart from this bloody road that you can never turn back, what else is left?
Thinking of this, he ruthlessly kicked over the coffee table next to him. The expensive coffee table was kicked over to the ground, and the tea sets were scattered on the concrete floor. He cursed angrily, "Fuck!"
Mo Tata really wanted to shake his ears!Hmph, I have never cooked in my life. The last time I cooked, I made Feng Yingchen a meal of "Swimming Crab Stir-fried Rice Cake". This rice cake is delicious. =*=This is the end!
"Satisfied?" Feng Yingchen's cold and teasing voice wafted next to his ears, Mo Tata raised his eyes, and saw Feng Yingchen quietly sipping tea, with a sarcastic expression in his indifferent eyes.
"You still have the nerve to say it! You still have the nerve to drink tea, you drink tea and tea, you drink urine, right?" Mo Tata yelled with his hands on his hips, like a little shrew on the street.
Feng Yingchen almost choked on the hot tea, stood up, looked Mo Tata up and down, and then said mockingly and arrogantly, "I know you have something to say, so say what you want to say."
Mo Tata pouted and looked at his tall figure angrily, clenched his fists angrily, and roared, "Feng Yingchen! Why do you always have such a joking expression? Now Lian Ruixuan wants to see Are you happy that I made a fool of myself?!"
Feng Yingchen raised her eyes lazily, "I can't say I'm happy," said with a smirk, "but I'm in a good mood."
"I hate you, Feng Yingchen! In the car this morning, what did I tell you? Didn't you agree?? Why did you go back on your word? You know, I was almost scared when I saw that girl's face just now. Are you crying? Do you know that my legs gave way and I almost fell to my knees?! I think I, Mo Tata, am a big fool! You go to the 80-meter rooftop and take the elevator! What about me? I’ll climb the fucking stairs! Hey Let me go, ah bah!" Mo Tata held his forehead in pain, Mo Tata is so stupid!
"I..." Feng Yingchen said coldly, about to say something, but was abruptly interrupted by Mo Tata's words.
"What's the matter with you? Aren't you a member of the underworld? Aren't you the next generation successor of the Yemei Gang? Isn't it just killing people without blinking an eye? Isn't it just that you are in a good mood and you can talk about everything, and in a bad mood you want to kill a few people? Is it?? Feng Yingchen, I feel more and more scary about you! Sometimes I think, one day you don’t like me, pick up a knife and stab me to death?! You don’t think I have so much dirt on my hands? How bloody will your conscience be uneasy?!..." Mo Tata roared loudly, the voice resounding through the roof, the big hand on the side looked at the two confronting people resentfully, and then retreated from the roof knowingly, leaving only Mo Tata questioned angrily, and in the end, her voice became smaller and smaller, began to tremble, and began to cry...
Feng Yingchen was about to explain something coldly, when Mo Tata's cell phone rang.
Mo Tata picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello?...An Canmo? Is there something wrong?...Enn, if that's the case, then I'll be right there!!"
Mo Tata's voice gradually regained calmness and vitality. He hung up the phone and refused to say a word. His pure eyes like a deer swept Feng Yingchen's eyes, turned around and walked off the rooftop.In the cool wind, she and her back look so thin and determined...
Feng Yingchen's facial features, which were as clear and cold as a knife's edge, looked sad, lonely, dark, and gloomy, and his eyes were like a deep pool of water, unfathomably deep, cold and untouchable.
His lips were cold and affectionate, with graceful and smooth lines, and his deep eyes looked at her leaving back, wanting to explain to her, wanting to talk to her, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't know where to start...
I only kill people in my life, and there is a reason for that.Is it that as long as I don't tell you, you will never believe it?
In addition to beating, killing, bloody, cruel, and terrifying, what else is left in his life?Apart from this bloody road that you can never turn back, what else is left?
Thinking of this, he ruthlessly kicked over the coffee table next to him. The expensive coffee table was kicked over to the ground, and the tea sets were scattered on the concrete floor. He cursed angrily, "Fuck!"
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