Chapter 550: Stole my dad

Chapter 550 Stealing My Dad
I slept comfortably all night, and the next day my stomach didn’t hurt much. Ye Sang and the teacher took a day off, but she didn’t rush to school anymore. She sneaked into the living room to find something to eat. I saw my boyfriend cross-legged playing games on the sofa in the morning.
she was:"……"
how to say.
The mood is definitely indescribably complicated.
Prior to this, Duan Jin Yan's image in Ye Sang's eyes had always been a cold and uncertain neuropathy, but after so many days, she had to admit it.
All this is a filter problem.
This guy is a who speaks a few words from time to time.
As a result, now he is not even a bitch, and he has directly fallen into an internet addiction teenager.
Ye Sang had an inexplicable illusion of being broken in love. She lay down on the sofa next to her, bent down to pick up a pillow, rubbed her eyes, and watched him concentrate on playing games. She couldn't help but reach out her little hand to grab his hair, and her voice was milky You Heng, "Yan Yan, my stomach hurts."
"..."
The tone is not so sincere, just a little obvious unhappy.
however--
Someone who has never been in a relationship with a straight guy finally looked up from the game after hearing this.
The boy has delicate eyebrows, red lips, and slender eyelashes slightly drooping. He looks like he hasn't slept all night, and he doesn't care about his hair being held by his girlfriend.
Fearing that she was uncomfortable, because she didn't know what the girl's period was, she blinked, her voice was muted, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Listening to his tone, Ye Sang was basically sure, that this guy was playing games all night.
She couldn't help feeling desperate.
What if your boyfriend is a teenager with internet addiction?
The little girl hugged the pillow, put her small chin on the sofa, and said in a low voice, "I can bear it."
"..."
Duan Jinyan lowered his head to look at the person who had died on the phone. He pursed his lips for a while, tilted his head lazily, and said sincerely, "You are very strong."
Ye Sang: "...Go away."
This dog is better than a boyfriend.

Duan Jinyan was still a little confused after he succeeded in getting rid of the popularity. He looked down at the villain who had hung up on his phone, sighed quietly, and resigned his fate to put the phone in his pocket to coax people.
The little girl rolled on his bed in a mess. The pure black quilt was completely wrinkled. The boy's head was slightly tilted against the wall next to him, and he looked at it with a smile, without the slightest annoyance, and his long legs took a step. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the back of her neck, "Brother is going to school. There is class today."
"..."
Ye Sang still wanted to go back to sleep. He pinched it a little bit itchy and crisp. A carp got up from the bed, his eyes widened, "You have a class?"
"Was there no class last night?"
Otherwise, where is the time to pick her up?
Duan Jinyan bends over, squeezes her round face, gently with fingertips, of course, "I skipped class."
"..."
Ye Sang's heart froze, not giving up, and a little surprised, "Are you a professor who didn't call it?"
Duan Jinyan glanced at her, "No. I walked in front of him."
"..." Ye Sang almost knelt to him.
Skip the class in front of the professor, is he too frightened by the credits?
"You don't want any credits?" Ye Sang was so surprised that Ye Sang was stunned for a long time and didn't get over.
She thought he had no class.
Moreover, since the professor is here, he can come out after class, and if he walks directly in front of the other party, isn't it just looking for death?
Duan Jinyan heard her vaguely hate iron and steel, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, as if finally found a feeling of being valued. The young man stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her hair and looked at her strangely. But your stomach hurts."
The tone that seemed to be a statement of facts made Ye Sang an afterthought, and stared at him blankly.
It feels like this person... is like inhumane fireworks.
What's wrong with her stomachache? It's okay to sleep on the table or wait for him to finish class.
As a result, this person said that he did not want credits.
Ye Sang couldn't hold back his waist, his voice was muffled, and sincerely praised him, "Yan Yan."
"...You are really a good contemporary boyfriend."
The little girl was soft all over, her arms were so sweet, Duan Jin Yan raised her eyebrows, with a mean face, slightly bent over and looked at the little girl sitting on the bed, smiling, "How How? Are you moved? Is there an urge to agree with you?"
Hunk tone.
Ye Sang was so abruptly strangled before he could be moved.
She kicked him, and seeing her boyfriend's obedient appearance, she rarely found her conscience. She sniffed and said, "Yan Yan."
"Ok?"
Duan Jinyan lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Ye Sang stretched out a finger and gently hooked the palm of his hand. Milky voice assured him: "I will definitely not hit you again."
She is wrong.
Her boyfriend is so good.
How could she kick him! !
Duan Jinyan: "..."
The young man looked at her thoughtfully, because he really didn't understand his wife's brain circuit, his tone was a little bit of a smile, "Really?"
Ye Sang nodded, "Really."
Then he couldn't help muttering.
"My father is also worried that I will kill my boyfriend in the future."
"how can that be possible."
She has no hobby of domestic violence!
Seeing her serious expression, Duan Jinyan wanted to laugh a little, but he was afraid that Ye Sang would kick again, so he held back.
...
Love talks are really about chatting, holding hands and never kissing. Ye Sang once suspected that Duan Jin Yan was not good.
Either it's frigidity.
Isn't she always bored and crooked during love in the TV series, and if she doesn't agree with her, she will kiss her?
Ye Sang couldn't figure it out, but didn't delve into it. They are organizing activities at school these days, and Moyue is approaching the college entrance examination, and she wants to relax.
It's just a job in logistics, she definitely can't star in this kind of drama show.
When Ye Sang saw a crowded place, he subconsciously hid behind him. The teacher didn't embarrass her and asked her to go backstage to help.
In the afternoon, she was dragged by her classmates to the backstage to prepare props.
In a drama, not only the people in their class came, but other classes also came. Ye Sang sullenly followed the class leader to clean up, and several not far away were discussing props.
Their play is quite vulgar, similar to the modern version of Cinderella. The team leader strives for authenticity and even plans to buy suits and bags as props.
After all, the bosses in the TV series are all in suits and leather shoes, and the ladies of the rich are also carrying Hermes bags.
Seeing the enthusiasm of their discussion, even planning to go to the school to ask for money to buy it, Ye Sang felt that buying this kind of things would be a waste, so he slowly inserted a sentence beside: "I have these things in my house."
After a pause, when everyone looked over in surprise, the girl's voice was soft, her lips pressed, and said:
"If you need it."
"I can help you steal my father's suit."
(End of this chapter)