The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Chapter 12: Boy Leader’s Grass, Kind of Slightly 11

Jealous, screaming, envious, burning eyes, surrounded by Su smoke.

She wanted to stay away from him because she was too close to see the look on his face.

As a result, he grabbed his bow tie and pulled it back into place as soon as he retreated.

She spoke softly and softly.

“I don’t know how many shifts you’re in. ”

All she knows is this guy’s name is Kang Yan, but he didn’t tell her how many shifts he was in.

Kang Yan looked at her and looked at her seriously. She actually believed her words in her heart.

He nodded, frowned and recovered.

It’s like peace of mind.

“Sophomore 10, before school this afternoon, I want to see it. Otherwise…”

He said, dragging her bow tie again.

Su Yan felt… this man might have missed her tie.

Sure enough, just follow the next sentence.

“If you don’t see it, your tie is compensation. ”

She opened her mouth and wanted to talk.

Crazy girl screams next door, sharp stings.

Su Smoke was successfully stopped.

She had to nod her head honestly.

“I remember. ”

That’s how he let go.

Intolerance converged on his face and he turned back to the basketball field.

Cheng Xingyang glanced at the ginger flame.

He was found drooping his eyelids low and his emotions all lazy.

Never looked like a few more days of fire.

The exit asked.

“Still fighting? ”

Kang burned his eyelids and lifted them up.

“Withdrawn. ”

“OK.”

Cheng Xingyang looked at Kang Yang like this and couldn’t help but look at the girl standing in the middle of the girl.

This is when I saw the girl’s face.

Slim, weak, well-behaved, moisturized eyes.

Good girl type.

Eyes, good looking.

But that’s all.

Girls like this are not unique in Teito High School.

How can you make Kang so blue?

Cheng Xingyang hugged the basketball with one hand and walked out of the basketball court, but couldn’t help but look in the direction of Su Yan.

I haven’t seen one for half a day, so I came.

As a result of the accident, the silent Su smoke suddenly caught sight of a girl from nearly the entire grade.

Jealous, suspicious, shocked, envious, mixed colors, stupidity, obstruction involving ginger flames, do not dare to go forward and ask.

This vision only diminished when she returned to class.

At this time, someone finally pressed the impatience and walked over to Su Yan.

“You know Kang Yan? ”

The voice dropped and the whole class was quiet.

Everybody’s ears are up, listening to what she’s going to say.

Su Yan sat in his position and raised his eyes.

“I’ve seen him twice. ”

She answered nicely.

That girl couldn’t help asking.

“What’s with Kang Yan’s tie? ”

“My arm was injured and he used a tie to stop the bleeding. ”

After all, some people were relieved and thought it was something vague. It turns out it was mutual help between classmates.

The girl held her breasts in her hands. She couldn’t believe it.

“Will he stop the bleeding for no reason? Still using your own tie? ”

Ginger combustion is not the kind of three-good student with positive energy.

Can you do that?

The girl’s first reaction was Su Cigarette nonsense.

But just as she was about to continue questioning, the class bell rang.

Her words were stuck in her throat and she looked at Su Smoke unwillingly.

Watching the teacher enter the classroom again, he eventually had to stamp his feet back to his seat.

As he walked away, his eyes were jealous and a little unhappy.