Gogo, the male god of quick time travel

Chapter 462 World One: Senior, Your Junior Sister Lost 23
Sheng Qinghua blushed, and then pretended to stare at him and said angrily, "Hmph, sweet talk, did you talk too much to someone?"

In fact, I feel sweet in my heart. You must know that the interaction between the hero and heroine in the book is really sweet, but most of the time it is the heroine's initiative.

But now it is the male lead who is taking the initiative to tease her, which is also very comfortable.

Of course, this is a bit hypocritical, but if you have feelings and know this kind of thing, you will always think about it subconsciously.

She is not a robot walking according to the program, she is a living person, so she naturally has seven emotions and six desires, it is human nature.

"I can't help it. When I face Qingqing, I will always show up consciously." Yan Lang said with a serious look, as if that was the case.Sheng Qinghua finds it funny and speechless, this person is really a rascal sometimes.

Seeing Sheng Qinghua's expression turned into a smile, Yan Lang was relieved. It seems that the love strategy given by Old Wu last night is still very useful.

Well, I have to read more in the future. For a while, Yan Lang thought of a bunch of books about love masters that Lao Wu gave him...

"I found a very delicious restaurant, I will take you there to eat."Yan Lang stood up and took her calligraphy.

Well, he doesn't understand.It was the location provided by Old Wu, who is a master at flirting with girls. It seems that I will have to prepare more in the future. Girls seem to like it very much.

"Really, where is it, let's go quickly." Sheng Qinghua's eyes became brighter.

Standing up and shoving Yan Lang to signal him to hurry over, Yan Lang smiled dotingly, the food was so attractive, he felt like he had found a "rival in love".

The two walked out of the school chatting and laughing, which set off another trend of love.Seeing the beauty of the gods and goddesses spreading dog food, they also want to try this taste...

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Returning home happily in the afternoon, Sheng Qinghua saw Li Haoran's car parked in front of the door.

Zou Qi's brows seemed to be very irritable, he was puffing on a cigarette, and he seemed to be waiting for someone.

Sheng Qinghua signaled the driver to stop and told him to go in first.Then he opened the car door and got down to walk in front of Li Haoran.

"Brother Haoran, why are you here?" Sheng Qinghua asked doubtfully while holding her bag.

Hearing this, Li Haoran smiled bitterly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it.

In the past, when Xiao Qing saw him coming, she would definitely come over excitedly like a swallow returning to its nest, and then asked, Brother Haoran, you are here.

Now, just by comparing them, one can see that Xiao Qing has unknowingly alienated him, and slowly walked out of his world.

"Xiao Qing..." Li Haoran pulled her into his arms.Feeling her stiffness and resistance, my heart hurts even more.

Once upon a time, she was originally a childhood sweetheart of her childhood sweetheart, but now she has come to a bitter end.

"Brother Haoran, what's the matter with you?" Sheng Qinghua, who couldn't break free, could only calm down and ask in doubt.

Li Haoran took a deep breath, smelling the faint fragrance to calm down his impetuousness.

"Xiao Qing, do you want to go back to the way you were when you were a child?"I felt a little uneasy when I asked.

"Brother Haoran, people will grow up, how could they go back to their childhood?" Sheng Qinghua said rather amusedly.

This person is sometimes very mean, when others love you very much, but they always hate you, and they always use the other party's love as capital for harm, thinking that no matter when they turn around, the other party will always love you, Gives you the power to hurt.

But when that person left, he realized that he had already occupied a part of his life, and he began to regret, began to feel sad, and began to want to get it back.

But how many true feelings in the world are still waiting in place after being severely hurt.

Fiction is fiction, reality is reality.Things that are abused in novels but still treat you like first love seldom appear in reality, because it is no longer love.

Love to no dignity, no self-love.That was already nothing more than obsession and unwillingness, and what was left was only the scarred remnants of the so-called love.

(End of this chapter)