The Prodigal Son Reborn

in the living room.

A strange and powerful aura filled the entire space.

Xia Mo stood at the door, holding on to the door frame with one hand, compared to the three people who were sitting or standing in the living room, they looked even weaker.

Those three people were all focused on their own affairs and didn't pay attention to him.Xia Mo walked slowly towards his room next to the wall, and just when his hand was about to touch the sensor, he suddenly heard a person say with a half-smile: "Finally back? I'm still thinking about our show-stopper." Does your roommate need Xiao Qie to pick him up?"

hiss……

This yin and yang tone must be a poisonous tongue!

With a smile on his face, Mo Xia slowly turned his head and smiled at Zhang Li.

Zhang Li raised his eyebrows, his hawk-like eyes scanned up and down like X-rays, "Looking like this, is it really Bata?"

Click!Xia Mo's heart trembled, he made him, Zhang Li was indeed the biggest trouble!He unconsciously shrank towards the corner of the wall in an attempt to reduce his sense of presence, and at the same time racked his brains to confuse this problem.

Sitting on the sofa and fiddling with guns, Chen Qi suddenly said, "Zhang Li, don't scare him."

At the end of Xia, he let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that Alpha was indeed reliable at the critical moment, but before he could breathe freely, he heard Chen Qie say: "It's hard to find a roommate with a bit of art, don't scare people gone."

Zhang Li: "Artistic cells?"

Chen Qi pointed at Xia Mo with his chin, "Isn't he good at pole dancing?"

At the end of Xia: "..."

"I just saw it this afternoon."

At the end of Xia: "..."

Pole dancing? !

How can it be? !

He hasn't danced in two lifetimes combined, has he? !Not to mention the difficult pole dancing? !

But what happened to the probing gazes cast by Randall and Zhang Li? !

Please don't make assumptions about others!

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At 6:00 in the morning, the whistle sounded suddenly.

At the end of Xia, he opened his eyes suddenly. Before he could wake up, he heard the instructor's roar from downstairs: "What time are you still sleeping?! Get up immediately! If you don't go downstairs in 5 minutes, you will get out of school." !"

Shocked all over, Xia Mo jumped up suddenly, hurriedly put on his clothes and pants, and ran out of the room with a whistling sound like a reminder. He thought his speed was fast enough, but he didn't expect that the three had already gone downstairs up.

"I'll go, as for this speed?!"

At the end of Xia, he rushed to the elevator room, and finally waited for the elevator, only to find that it was crowded with people.Xia Mo smiled apologetically at the people inside, and squeezed in.

It stands to reason that they are both freshmen, and they have both been cruelly treated by the instructors. No matter what, they can be regarded as sympathetic, but why does Xia Mo feel as if someone is always stabbing him with a knife in a place he can't see in just a few seconds?

Is it an illusion?

Due to the tight schedule, Xia Mo didn't have time to think about it. As soon as the elevator door opened, he rushed out of the apartment, and saw the very familiar and friendly silver-gray spaceship at a glance.

Randall is waiting for him? !

At the end of Xia, he tried his best to suppress his beating heart and ran towards the spaceship. As a result, he obviously felt that the eyes cast by the people around him became sharper and more substantial.

Sure enough, what happened before was not an illusion, he was really hated by everyone.

It's not a good feeling to be rejected, but why is he a little excited?

just like……

He is different from others in Randall's mind!