Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

"You ... are you better?" The male voice over the phone seemed to be gauzy for a few minutes.

The teenager did not expect that Ming Yu called her at night for this.

You know, when they parted ways in the afternoon, Mingyu looked like he was going to die.

But now ...

Surprised and surprised, the boy quickly answered, "Much better."

After falling asleep, my spirit has improved a lot, and even my abdominal pain has been relieved a lot.

But Ming Yu, on the other side of the phone, didn't seem to believe the boy's words: "Really?"

Simple two words, but can hear the doubts of the underworld.

"Can this still be fake?" The boy was drinking water at this moment, listening to Ming Yu's words, and his eyes were smiling.

I do n’t know if it ’s because the smile was conveyed to Ming Yu over the phone. Ming Yu suddenly became silent.

Sudden silence silenced the teenager.

She even wanted to make a few jokes and revitalize the atmosphere.

But she and Mingyu really are not familiar with each other, at most it is a relationship between Yiyi and a tutor. How can this relationship be a joke?

"Shao Ming, I'll hang up if I'm fine ..."

This is the result of the young man's meditation.

The person on the phone moved faster than her and hung up the phone.

"What a bad personality! If you go on like this, you will definitely not find your girlfriend ..."

Faced with the phone that had been hung up, the teenager muttered a few words and then got into the bed again. Anyway, I can't find my girlfriend, it will never be her!

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The boy thought that the small farce about the big aunt should come to an end with the phone call in Mingyu, but he didn't want to ...

Early in the morning, the teenager was a little confused, and the bedroom door was knocked.

After the boy stood up and put on his chest, he opened the door with a drowsy handsome face.

Peng Jiao is standing outside.

"Cousin, what's up in the morning ..." The boy's voice still had a thick nose and resentment.

Although he slept for more than ten hours after returning yesterday evening, the teenager was still sleepy. This is probably the biggest pain for girls when they come to the aunt.

In the morning light, the teenager's fair face could not see a pore, and it was as delicious and fresh as a poached egg.

Most importantly, because of the rise, there are still a few dead hair on the head of the teenager.

Such a young man is full of emotions. If it wasn't for the need for restraint as a woman, Peng Jiao now might be holding a couple of crazy kisses!

Of course, if you look further, Peng Jiao also knows that he may not remember the **** of a hostage.

"Follow me!" After a brief loss, Peng Jiao dragged the boy and went downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was about to be pulled out of the gate of Gu Zhai, the boy asked muffledly.

"Maserati!" Peng Jiao suddenly said something inexplicably.

"What?" The boy shouted.

"Just as Maserati, who brought you back yesterday morning, stopped at our door early this morning! Did I come to you?"

When Peng Jiao said this, he had quickly opened the door and led the boy outside.

As Peng Jiao said, the silver-gray Maserati was stopping in front of their house.

This ... isn't it a car in the Underworld?

How come here?

In the mistake, the young man's mind suddenly appeared in the middle of the night the phone in the middle of the night ...

Would n’t Hao Yu start from the phone last night, right at the gate of Gu Zhai?

As soon as this idea came out of the teenager's mind, she was horrified immediately!