God of Life

Almost all boys actively greeted He Meng, and Wang Yan's behavior became particularly conspicuous.

Yu Qiuli was so pleasantly surprised that she didn't wait for Wang Yan to speak, and she smiled brightly.

Huh?

What do you post?

Wang Yanzheng was puzzled. Biu's favorability was +5 and loyalty was -2.

I'm coming!

A familiar scene-self-raiders!

The young man was simply too lazy to figure out what she was thinking, anyway, if she made money, she loved it.

Youzai sat across from each other and greeted Honghong with them: "Happy New Year, how is your holiday life?"

The girls are giggling.

"Normally, Brother Fugui didn't come back!"

"That is, waiting for you to fly us, godfather!"

"Report to Qiuli as soon as you come. Are you two... hee hee!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Qiuli's serious clarification.

Wang Yan nodded: "Well, our squad leader has always greedy me, I did not let her succeed..."

Nonsence!

The girls naturally refused to believe and spit at Wang Yan one after another.

As Wang Yonglei and Zhang Yin jumped over, it became more and more lively.

Next door, Gu Jiashu's lively atmosphere of Zhangya Wuchuang, he could hear his loud voice throughout the audience.

"Liu Weilong?"

"That Laipi bug, the party I organized can never call him!"

"MLGBD, I am angry now when I think of it!"

"Last time, the bug pulled me and Wanger to fight against the landlord. I only lost 128 of them, so I ran out of money, and I just lost half!"

"Grass! Wanger didn't stop me, I grabbed its bed bug head..."

Some students who didn't know the situation finally understood why they didn't see Liu Weilong, who was most active in the past, and talked quietly.

The other part has been known for a long time. He heard Yan Yan and looked at Wang Yan.

Zhang Yin's face was full of pride and glory, and with a little squinting little frivolous, asked Wang Yan: "Brother, dear brother! What program are you preparing for today?"

You’re afraid you don’t know how poor I am!

The young master glanced at the sand sculptures with their ears raised, and suddenly rolled their sleeves: "Today, Internet cafes are black, no one is allowed to leave!"

Whoops, the boys are gone...

The girls collectively dumbfounded: "Wang Er, what did you do to them before?"

I know how to play the game for a few seconds, so I laughed out of breath...

After a while, the people arrived and were ready to open.

Gu Jiashu sat on the main table in the middle, and the Malaysian gold sword greeted Wang Yan and Yu Qiuli.

"Squad leader, Wang'er, come and sit! What are you hiding from?"

There are many bad habits in drums, and high school students follow the poor, such as high-ranking people sitting on the chair, small transparent sitting on the second seat, and so on.

Yu Qiuli didn't want to sit at a table with He Meng, let alone Wang Yan sit in the past, his eyes turned, he was thinking about the interface, but he saw Wang Yan take the initiative to refuse.

"We are classmates gathering, there is no need to pay attention to those, just sit on the basis of voluntary principles and have a good relationship! I am here to accompany Zhang Yin and Yong Lei, you take care of the table."

Zhang Yin, Wang Yonglei: o(╥﹏╥)o

Woo, so touching!

Yu Qiuli: ︿(￣︶￣)︿

Happy~~~

Gu Jiashu: Convex

You don't want a way to tease your goddess, Zhen Nima's concern about my squad leader? !

Wang Baxiao, you have no way to be an old paper? !

Watch you early!

On the table, shaking his head, hey smirked: "Hey, Wanger, I specially invited Goddess He for you. Are you really not coming?"

"Wow!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and then some sand sculptures began to coax with Blizzard.

"Yeah, that's your goddess!"

"Fugui, who are you cheating? Fool yourself?"

"Be brave, Fugui, come up with the momentum of your last night club!"

Not many people knew about Wang Yan's crush on He Meng...

Well, because Wang Yonglei knows, most people actually know...

Of course, that's not shameful.

In the experiment, there were far more boys who fell in love with He Meng than expected. On the whole, everyone is a dark friend.

Replaced by Wang Yonglei, who has the leisurely heart to coax him?

But Wang Dashao was annoyed.

Shibe don’t look at each other for three days, understand?

Brother is not a child robbery now... Bah, brother is not in love with her now!

"Don't make a fuss, I'm sitting in the face of He Damei's panicked legs and soft legs."

Seemingly confessing to being soft, it is still refusing, but it is easier to be accepted.

Everyone really didn't make trouble again, and when he didn't drink, Wang Yan had a face.

But Gu Jiashu was not light, heavy, and unbelieving. He came out and dragged Wang Yan back to the table.

"Don't make trouble! What pretend? Your old yin criticism pitted me 128 times last time. If I treat you as a good girl again, I am a stick!"

Wang Yan really didn't expect this to happen again, it's gone.

In the past three months, Gu Jiashu has become more and more a man of the same age as a devil and a young man. The change is too fast, and the young man is caught by surprise.

"Sit here, don't hide from it!"

Gu Jiashu pressed Wang Yan to He Meng beside him, smirked, and sat back to his seat, patting the empty seat on the right, greeting Yu Qiuli.

"Come, squad leader, just wait for you!"

Lying!

Big heads have learned to play around?

And playing very high-end...

Wang Yan watched as Yu Qiuli walked over with a sullen face, and suddenly wanted to erect a monument to Big Head.

How dare you, in front of Yu Qiuli, match me up with He Meng...brother, you are so cold!

The squad leader will pick you up today, and I and her surname Yu!

With a snicker, Wang Yan suddenly heard a magnetic voice with a little curiosity: "Do you like Yu Qiuli now?"

The young man's expression stiffened.

Some things, we originally thought that we forgot, but in fact not, as long as a small stimulus, the memory will flash back suddenly.

It was a sunny and quiet afternoon.

Wang Yan stared at He Meng's writing on the blackboard behind the class, the sun shining on her side face, illuminating her skin transparently, her long eyelashes blinking, the chalk ash rustled, one line The font of Xingjuanxiuyanli is like Xiaoxi, which flows to Wang Yan's eyes.

This girl is so beautiful to write.

Well, she looks better...

Wang Yan thought thoughtlessly in her mind, she suddenly turned around, glanced at it, and asked curiously, "Will you write a bulletin board?"

The curiosity at that time was just as pure as it is now, with no meaning at all.

The sound at that time was clearer than it is now, less magnetic and less restrained by the environment.

Wang Yan thought that he had forgotten He Meng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Actually not, just no longer had a crush on it, but the throbbing at that time was still there, and would always be there.

So men are big hoofs?

No, I am not, I am not!

I'm just too innocent, so I remember the first love...

Dr. Wang, who has studied psychology, easily fell asleep, and firmly believes that He Meng is too pretended to be no longer the most beautiful illusion in his memory.

With a sigh of regret, the young man's temperament suddenly changed, and he was like a wave, and looked back with a smile.

"No, my girlfriend is awesome. It's the legend of No. 2 Middle School."

In an instant, it was He Meng's turn.

Are you Wang Yan?

Wang Yan selling watermelon in front of my house? !

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