The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

When he saw the explanation of the entry, he suddenly turned off the computer!

What the hell, this is anything, men and men, can also...

He felt a shock to his vision.

After pouring a glass of cold water on his stomach, Qi Yi felt a little cooler.

The hot bath was also turned into a cold bath by him.

He must be drinking too much, he needs to sober up.

The first time I met the image in my mind being pressed by the stinky boy, it overlapped with several images searched on the computer.

When he got up the next day, Qi Yi looked at the quilt and covered half of his face with his hand.

Stinky boy, it's all that stinky boy, that's why he is so strange!

Qi Yi felt that his bottom line was being broken one by one.

When he got the new mobile phone, he immediately called He Qing, who was drowsy and drunk, and seemed to have just woken up.

"Hey, Mr. Qi? Good morning, the reception was poor yesterday. Next time we'll have a few drinks alone~"

"Give me the number that called your cell phone at 9:10 yesterday."

After speaking, Qi Yi hung up the phone.

He Qing was stunned for a moment, but obediently rummaged through his phone, found the number, and sent it to Qi Yi.

When he called Qi Yi again, the other party refused to answer.

"I X, throw it away when you run out, Qi Yi has the ability, don't call me for the rest of your life!"

He was angry, thinking about where the sacred number was, and dialed it back.

After two rings, the phone was picked up over there, "Salted Egg Superman?"

It was a soft and crisp voice, and it seemed that the other party had just woken up.

But what the **** is Salted Egg Superman?

He Qing endured and asked, "Who are you?"

"Your father."

The other party hung up the phone.

He Qing: ...

Who the **** is this, with a bad temper with Qi Yi! He hung up the phone without expressing his opinion, which is very arrogant!

He Qing dropped the phone, and after a while, he picked it up again.

It's not the phone's fault, he can't blame the phone.

After thinking about it, he dropped the phone again.

He couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to go to Hu Peng Gou friends to complain, someone bullied him.

Ling Qingxuan hung up the phone and glanced at the note on the number: Son, Salted Egg Superman.

Did she just say something wrong? Maybe not.

This number should have been left by Qi Yi in her mobile phone yesterday, probably his friend.

After cleaning up, Aya Qingxuan went to the school empty-handed to listen to the class.

After all, the original owner's credits are still required, and truancy is not a good student.

She calmly entered through the back door of the classroom and sat in the last row.

"Who is that, why haven't I seen it in this class before? That bohemian expression is so cool~"

"Obviously lazy and handsome, so cute, could it be someone's boyfriend?"

At first, a few girls whispered, and later it turned into a large group discussing her. When the teacher came, they lowered their voices.

For their courses, people can listen to them, and they don't have to name and assign homework. They are very free.

The original owner Ling Meng's previous dress was different, which was very impressive, but she didn't show her face completely, and she was extremely unconfident, so no one remembered her appearance.

This has also become a convenience for Ling Qingxuan to change his image now, and no one will recognize it for a while.

The teacher speaks at a fast pace, and at the back is basically before the review.

Ling Qingxuan lay on the table for a while, and when she didn't want to wake up, she had already finished class, surrounded by a group of girls, her eyes were basically shining.

"Are you also from our department, classmate? Why haven't I seen you before, what's your name? Do you have a female ticket?"

"What's your phone number, do we want to add a friend?"

Are girls nowadays so bold and open?

Aya Qingxuan stood up silently and touched her chin.

She didn't drool when she slept, what were they doing so tightly.

After a series of questions, she turned around and walked away, almost bumping into the person rushing over.

Okay, moved away.

"Ling Meng? Ling Meng?"

Ling Qingxuan calmly walked past Qi Jun who came to block her.

He hadn't found out that she was Ling Meng, so he didn't care.

It was also his appearance that helped Ling Qingxuan stop those crazy girls.

Qi Jun opened the girls and looked around, but couldn't find Ling Qingxuan. He frowned, not knowing what happened to the woman.

He didn't want to find her either.

But if the big adventure is not over, he will be ridiculed forever.

Unable to find anyone, he kicked the table irritably, only to find that the girls didn't come to surround him, but stared at his cell phone.

Where he appeared in the past, the girls were directly surrounding him. Something was wrong.

"That little brother was so handsome just now, hehe, I took a candid photo, it's like killing him!"

"Send me, send me, I want to lick my face too!"

Qi Jun's ears moved and grabbed the girl's phone.

He is the grass of their department, and the little brother who ran out of there shook his status!

Seeing this, his expression flickered slightly.

The angle of the shooting was just right, and the sun just shone on the young man. He was half-resting his head, and the side face that was exposed fell asleep peacefully.

Although only half of the facial features are exposed, they are extremely delicate and soft.

To say that the years are quiet is not an exaggeration.

Qi Jun was shocked for two seconds when the phone was taken back by the girl.

"Who are you! Why are you grabbing my phone, you're sick!"

He wanted to say that he was Qi Jun, the young son of the Qi family, who was tied to the grass, but at this moment, it was like a choke in his throat.

That boy, who is not the same handsome as him, is amazing at a glance.

Also, it feels familiar.

He fled, hoping they hadn't looked at him carefully.

On the tree-lined path, Qi Jun looked at the cobblestones on the ground and wanted to step on them.

What a Ling Meng, how dare she play him like this, she really takes herself seriously.

"Senior, why did you come to school? Do you have anything to do?"

A gentle voice like water brushed past, and Qi Jun saw Tu Xueyue and flicked his bangs handsomely.

Most of the senior students have already gone to internships, and Qi Jun is indeed no longer in school.

"It's a bit of a private matter, junior girl, we meet again."

Tu Xueyue smiled sweetly, and after a few simple words, she said goodbye.

"Wait." Qi Jun stopped him. "My birthday is next week, is my school girl coming?"

Tu Xueyue covered her mouth in surprise, "Really? Senior, but I don't have any gifts to give."

The woman pursed her lips nervously, her face flushed red.

Qi Jun found some confidence in her and said with a smile, "It's okay, you can come here. I added your mobile phone last time. I'll send you the time and place later."

"Okay, then thank you, senior."

Tu Xueyue waved at him, then left gracefully.

This trick of playing hard-to-get has always worked for men.

At Qi Jun's birthday party, she was going to get him.

As soon as Aya Qingxuan stepped out of the school gate, the phone called.

It was an unfamiliar number, she pressed it directly.

After a few steps, the phone rang again.

Aya Qingxuan pulled the harassing call into the blacklist.