Chapter 42: Cannon fodder counterattacks high cold school grass (14)

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The rain in the sky seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and there is no tendency to stop.
Luo Ding took a deep breath and shook his head to make his head as clear as possible.
Although Tang Yan is not bad, but the ghost knows whether he will do anything for the phoenix.
Dangerous people, hurry away.
She blinked, the rain trembled slightly on the eyelashes, and she was ready to rush in the rain.
"Luo Dust--" Tang Yan shouted her name, stepping into the rain one step ahead of her. He gave her all the umbrellas, and drenched him in a rainstorm. He bit his lip: "You don't want me." If you send it, the umbrella will be for you."
She frowned and looked at Don Juan in front of her eyes. Suddenly she felt that this person was not as bad as she thought.
Although the death of the original Lord was indirectly caused by him, if he had not saved his life, the original Lord would not like him so much.
Life may be an endless cycle.
You like him, he doesn't like you; you love him, he likes you; you leave him, he falls in love with you...
[叮 - The degree of good feeling is reduced by five, and the task completion is 10%. 】
What the hell! ? WTF? ? ?
I think that Tang Yan is not as bad as he thought, why do you reduce your feelings! I am already cold, I don't want to water my heart again.
I! Do not! heat!
[System prompt: the male owner is nearby. 】
what? He actually came!
Luo Dian never thought about it, the system will say this to her. Or she never thought about it, Su Liangchen will be nearby.
Her glimmer of light, the right hand forced the umbrella, and ran directly into the rain, biting her lips and crying with all the grievances and thick nasal sounds tonight: "Su Liangchen, I know your neighborhood. Even everyone in the world I don't know if you are there, I know! I tell you, I like you, I like you, I like to die..."
"Dust, he can't be..." Tang Yan ran towards her in the direction of her, propping up the umbrella for her.
"Do you know? Why do you know?" Luo dusted his eyes and turned his eyes. He looked at the flashing eyes of Tang Yan in the rain: "I think if you don't say it, I can guess it." ......"
"Dust..." He was slightly coveted. The night is heavy and the rainstorms continue.
At this moment, she could not see his expression, but she could feel the uneasiness in his heart.
For a long time, he was thin and light, and whispered: "Do you like him so much?"
"Please remove the word 'we', your family is not worthy of being with me." Luo slammed into the night, watching the night of the dignified night pulling the last hoarse voice: "Su Liangchen, listen, I am leaning Dust likes you to the end of the world... You take a foot, I go in. You better run faster, otherwise one day, you will be chased by me..."
In the last few words, her voice has not produced any sound.
"Booming--" a loud thunder ran through her eardrums. She turned slightly, and her eyes were filled with a calm self-sufficiency that ordinary people never had. I said, "You go back and tell Qianfeifei, I will never Let her go."
After saying this, Luo Ding turned and left. She put her hands in the pockets of the paragraph, and the waist was straight, without a trace of weakness.
Tang Yan, the whole person is lying in the same place, watching her like this, the heart has never been embarrassed.
In the night, a boy who was drenched by the rain, with a faint smile on his lips, his feet limping, not falling from the palm of his hand, but the blood mixed in the rain.