I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"An'an, hurry up..."

Jiang was also on it, but his mouth was almost on it.

As long as Song Zuan raises his head slightly, he can kiss him.

"An'an, just take a moment."

"Just one click, and I'll listen to you. Use a Band-Aid to cover the little strawberry."

Jiang also coaxed and lied, and people couldn't help being shaken.

Forget it, as long as Jiang can obediently put on a Band-Aid, why not kiss him?

Song Zu'an pursed his lips nervously, and his eyes thought that he glanced over Jiang Ye's thin lips inadvertently.

I hypnotized myself for a few seconds.

Then he took the initiative to lightly raise his head to meet him.

"!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ啦!"

I thought about just kissing.

Unexpectedly, Jiang also didn't intend to let go the moment he met An An.

He also tried to pry An An's teeth open.

go inside.

An An was angry and scared.

I'm afraid that Jiang will go too far and make him lose control, and Qi Jiang doesn't count for words...

It was agreed that it would only be for a while, but Jiang Ye's so-called one is too long!

Being occupied for a long time, An An felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

He wanted to open his mouth for fresh air.

But it gave Jiang Ye a chance to attack the city.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!"

The other party's tongue slipped over An'an's palate.

At that moment, it was as if an electric current spread through the whole body.

Both hands tightly grasped the fabric on Jiang Ye's clothes.

Muscles tensed and trembled.

The toes suddenly curled up.

Uncontrollable tears started to fall like last time.

After noticing such a violent reaction from the people below him, Jiang was also stunned.

An'an cries every time, when can raw rice be cooked?

Σ(?д?)?? Could it be that An An is X indifferent? !

No, no, then what is the difference between my life and my life as a monk?

Jiang also began to feel wronged.

Lying on An An's body, I almost cried with him.

Song Zu'an is clearly the one being bullied, yet he wants to comfort others instead...

"Jiang Ye...it seems to be me who should be wronged?"

"An'an, to be honest, do you hate me or this kind of thing?"

"I... don't hate you."

Hearing such an answer, Jiang didn't feel happy at all.

Well, An An really hates this kind of thing.

It's an X cold!

Seeing Jiang Ye's disappointed look, Song Zu'an lied helplessly, "I'm crying because, because of... a toothache! Well, the toothache is still not healed, you touched my tooth just now, it hurts..."

Jiang also raised his head from Song Zuan and complained in a low voice, "I told you to go to the hospital and you didn't go."

"Next time, definitely next time."

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In the next two days, Song Zu'an seemed to have the help of a god in the competition, and won the victory in a daze.

You only need to win the last game to win the championship of this Taekwondo League.

Jiang Ye's aura of the protagonist may be greatly reduced because of Song Zuan's defending champion.

The night before the game.

The two were bored in Song Zuan's room, reading a book together.

Jiang also read "Camel Xiangzi", and Song Zu'an read the novel written by Tian Tian's sister-in-law.

An An's toothache was severe, and she laughed too much while reading the novel, which made the pain even worse.

One cheek was visibly swollen.

"An'an, you have to go to the hospital today!"

"I do not want……"

"why?"

"Because, because there is the last game tomorrow."

Song Zu'an didn't know what he was talking nonsense, he only knew that he must not go to the dentist.

Jiang Ye really didn't understand his excuse, "Is there any logical relationship between going to the dentist and the competition?"

Song Zu'an continued to babble with guilt: "Because I have to rest early to have enough energy to meet the competition. If I go back and forth to the hospital, I won't have time to rest."

Hearing such an explanation, Jiang Ye frowned quietly and looked at An An's eyes.

As if to see through people.

a little while...

He put down the book in his hand, got up and hugged it directly.

He pretended to forcibly send the person to the hospital.