Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 495 Master Xu called her: Nanyi.
Tang Zhi especially likes to cry.

Men hate women who love to cry and fight, and people like Chen Ange, who are used to feasting and feasting, hate trouble even more.

The little girl's voice was choked up, and the deer looked at him pitifully with tears in his eyes.Chen Ange wanted to wipe her tears for such a short moment.

The idea is fucked up.

Well, it's just a momentary thought.

The boy straightened up, touched the cigarette again and came out, his tone and demeanor were always loose: "He came with Xu Gou."

The sea breeze was a bit strong, and Chen Ange did not light a cigarette twice.

Just as he was about to throw away his cigarette irritably, a small white hand reached out and took his lighter.When the fingertips touch, there is an icy and cool touch.

Tang Zhi stepped forward, blocked the wind with one hand, and turned on the lighter with the other, and lit the cigarette he was biting on his lips neatly.

The whole set of movements is skillful and natural.Chen Ange lowered his eyes in a daze, seeing the girl's teardrop-stained eyelashes tremble slightly.

He said in a low voice, "Chen Ange, the two things I have done the most in the past two years. One is to play the piano, and the other is to practice lighting cigarettes."

Not for anything else.

Just because Tong Xiqian lit his cigarette, he laughed.

Tang Zhi grasped the silver lighter, and took another step forward: "Chen Ange, why did you come to the concert hall? Is it really to accompany Ning Zhixu?"

The toes of her shoes met his.

The soft and glutinous girl made a strong attack, giving him a chance to answer the question again, and a chance to change his words.

A faint spark flickered on and off.Chen Ange smiled while biting a cigarette, her peach blossom eyes were cold: "Otherwise."

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Tang Zhi and Chen Ange had both left for half an hour, and the two mutes who were left behind had no communication other than a few insipid words.

Nan Yi lay down in the back row regardless of her image, with her feet against the car door.The car window was half open, and the sea breeze was blowing comfortably.It's a lot of fun to brush up the hot searches on Weibo about yourself, and then cut the trumpet to hate netizens.

The man in the front row was not in such a good mood.

Ning Zhixu listened to Nan Yi's laughter for half an hour, and she even called Han Li and Nan Yaoye halfway through to make sure they were safe, but she didn't even think about talking to him.

According to the little princess's previous temperament, she had already asked him why he appeared in the concert hall.

But this time, she didn't say a word.

Ning Zhixu leaned on the car window with one hand, and flicked the screen back and forth with the other hand. For the first time in his life, he was troubled by finding a topic.

The girls in the back row were still giggling.

The boy was silent and silent, and finally said: "You did well in the college entrance examination. You"

You must have worked hard these two years.

The words that came to his mouth twisted between his teeth, and he swallowed them back.The last thing that came out was: "You're great."

The tone is so deliberate and unnatural.For no reason, there was a bit of alienation and politeness that Ning Zhixu didn't realize.

As soon as the words came out, the girl's laughter stopped abruptly, and the car fell into complete silence.

Feeling a little dry in his heart, Ning Zhixu changed his posture and raised his foot to widen the gap in the car door.

Nan Yi's gaze moved away from the phone screen, and landed on the back of the boy's head wearing a peaked cap. Above the neck, black hair sticking out of the scalp could be faintly seen.

"You saw the message I sent, but you didn't reply?"

Pressing his fingers between his eyebrows, the boy closed his eyes and called her name: "Nan Yi."

Again.

He talked to her in such a helpless tone, as if she had caused him much trouble.

Before he was about to say something, Nan Yi interrupted him irritably: "You don't need to say it, I know. Don't look for you, don't send you a message, right? That message was sent by mistake, don't worry, I I won't bother you any more."

(End of this chapter)