Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

Wet hair, messy with a bit of melancholy beauty, a pair of dark eyes like a pool of deep water, with slender eyebrows, beauty hides domineering that cannot be ignored, the collar is slightly open, you can see the **** collarbone inside, and Those attractive pectorals.

   More importantly, as soon as he changed his clothes and matched his indifferent expression, this man seemed to have changed into a different person. He no longer had the slightest bit of rusticity. It was as if a frog had turned into a prince.

   Is this still Leng Xuan?

   is incredible!

   Actually, Leng Xuan has never been ugly, but his hairstyle and clothes are rather rustic. In the past, he wore a military uniform and wore a uniform flat head. He was also charming. I wonder how many comrades are fascinated by him!

   If it weren't for that, the MM, who is known as a flower in the army, wouldn't be so infatuated with him.

   More importantly, it's useless for a person to be handsome, and he has to have that unique temperament that radiates from his bones. Regarding this, there is no doubt that Leng Xuan has it.

   "Xiaoyun, is there something strange growing on my face?" Seeing Xiaoyun staring at him in such a daze, Leng Xuan couldn't help but joked humorously.

Xiaoyun let out a light sound, and suddenly woke up. For some reason, her cute and pretty face was already blushing, and she said calmly: "It's nothing. Eat... eat." She lowered her head and trotted in. I went to the kitchen, passed it, and came out with two pairs of chopsticks.

The dinner was very rich, with six dishes and one soup, among which the soup was the black chicken soup of life, and the dishes were all precious ingredients, but the taste was still not what Leng Xuan liked. He only ate a bowl and a half of rice and did not eat it, as usual , at least two or three bowls can be eaten.

  After finishing the dishes, Xiaoyun came to the living room, saw Leng Xuan watching TV, and immediately said: "Leng Xuan, you should go to your room, I'll just sleep in the living room!"

  Leng Xuan smiled and said, "Go to your room, silly girl, why are you being polite to me? I fell asleep watching TV. You should go to bed earlier, good night!"

A silly girl, she called Xiaoyun to the point where her heart was numb, her face flushed, only Leng Xuan smiled softly, like the sunshine in winter, like the spring breeze in summer, crisp, numb, The little heart thumped, and he didn't dare to stay with him any longer, so he hurried to the room.

Lying on the bed, the smiling face of Leng Xuan continued to appear in Xiaoyun's mind. She fell asleep sweetly. In the middle of the night, it was thunder and rain outside. In her sleep, her smile suddenly disappeared and her brows disappeared. He frowned, sweating like a shower, and shouted in his mouth like a dream: "Mom... Dad, don't beat your mother, don't beat your mother. Mom, mom... You don't want to die, what will happen to Xiaoyun when you die? What should Xiaoyun do..."

Over the years, Leng Xuan spent most of his nights in cultivation. Since he was in the living room today, he had a rare sleep. He had slept soundly, but was suddenly awakened by Xiaoyun's cry. How keen his ear is, although the sound insulation of the door is very good, he can still hear Xiaoyun crying, so startled, he got up and knocked on the door: "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's the matter with you?"

   "Xiaoyun, did you hear me? I'm Leng Xuan!"

   "Xiaoyun..."

As soon as Xiaoyun woke up from a dream, she sat on the bed and cried in pain. Although her consciousness returned to normal, she remembered that the day her mother died was also a thunderstorm. She was so hurt that she was almost suffocated by the pain in her mouth. Missing her mother, suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside, as if Leng Xuan was calling him?