Chapter 83

Sheng Yang looks up and sees a cool boy's back. He keeps an inch, but it's cool from his back.

Sheng Yang had seen the legendary Han God before, but he had a quick glance, because after seeing Yi Juncheng's extraordinary beauty, no other man was better than him.

"I'll tell you that last time Han Shen was looking for Sheng Yang, but no one believed me. This time, he's really looking for Sheng Yang." Looking at Sheng Yang walking towards the door, Fang duo muttered in a low voice, and other students were also curious, "what does Han Shen come to learn from him?"

"Who knows?" "If he dares to bully my father, I have to make him look good."

Now Ouye calls his father very smoothly, because Sheng Yang is his worthy father. He is willing to bow to his throne.

"Go ahead, have you ever beaten Han Shen? He won the first place in karate Fang Duo is holding his cheek, and the girl's heart is overflowing and depressing. Learning from the boy's voice, "Sheng Yang, let's fall in love."

She has a huge brain hole. She always thinks that what her family Yangyang and Han Shen take is the script of love and death.

——Woman, you managed to get my attention.

and so on.

But outside the door, just like another painting style.

Han Jingyu's eyes are deep and piercing. He stares at Sheng Yang. His mind seems to have a fire burning, which is eating away at his strong sense.

On the other hand, Sheng Yang leans on the railing at will. The wind blows her long hair up to her waist, bringing a girl's sweet fragrance.

She is really beautiful, cold white skin, exquisite to the extreme features, just like a fairy who does not eat fireworks between people.

Han Jingyu's calm heart rippled at the starting point. He didn't know it, but he asked with a tight face, "why is Chinese 89? You mean it, don't you?"

Even though he got 89 points in the Chinese test, the total score is still one point higher than him. How can he be so competitive and diligent in learning?

Sheng Yang raised her eyes. At that moment, Han Jingyu's heart seemed to pause. The girl's Amber like pupil was as cold as a cat. She didn't have to hide anything from him. She simply said, "yes."

Han Jingyu suddenly seemed to have been detonated, and his veins were all floating up from his arms. He asked, "why?"

"It's my freedom." Sheng Yang bent his lips and laughed, and his long legs overlapped slightly. "I don't think I need to explain to you."

This kind of her adds a bit of irresistible handsome.

Han Jingyu was stunned. He couldn't see through her any more, and he had a strong sense of frustration at the bottom of his heart, which made him out of control. "This is an insult to me."

"You think too much." Listening to Sheng Yang's indifferent tone, Han Jingyu thought that her next sentence would come up with some nice words. After all, he was surrounded by girls like Sheng Yue, graceful and clever, obedient and sensible. But with Sheng Yang's eyes, she flitted across his face and pointed to the key, "you are inferior to others."

“……”

Clearly her action, her expression, do not see any superior posture, but it is to let people feel crazy and drag, despise everything!

Nearby, there are class 7 students watching the scene. With all kinds of conjectures in mind, they eavesdrop on Sheng Yang's words silently. They are flustered and flustered one by one.

Seems to see the smoke, smoke filled.

Although learning from God is too powerful, you can't be so honest with Han God, can you?