Meng Shen Love College

I stood up gently in the quiet, the quieter the place, the less people dared to make any noise, as if a disharmonious breath would bring a kind of embarrassment like farting in an elevator.

However, I didn't expect that I stood up, and the wolf also stood up: "Where are you going, Xiaolan?"

My close-fitting wolf skin ointment, at this moment, I am hesitant. If I go with the dull wolf, is it weird to leave Xuanyuanchen behind? Moreover, this car belongs to others! What is it for the two of us to wander around without their consent?

Originally, if I were alone, I could just go to the toilet with an excuse and I could wander around.

I really admire myself. Within half a second of this end, my brain has considered so many things. In summary, I'd better not take a silly wolf.

"I'm going...cough, where is the bathroom?" Do not take Dillang decisively, and Xuanyuanchen's first fancy to Dillang. How can Dazhuang and I always show our "love" in front of him? Isn't this stimulating him?

The godfather is also poor, he seems to be very popular as the president, but he doesn't even have an assistant by his side. It seems that he lives in the palace of the king, but everyone in his dormitory stays far away from him. It seems that he can get everything, but even the guardian he likes is robbed by me as a mortal...

In my heart, I sympathize with Xuanyuanchen, so let the wolf accompany him. Even if I just sit as a background, I think Xuanyuanchen will feel the existence of a living person.

"I'll go with you." Mo Ming looked at me seriously, and I stared at him blankly: "What are you going to do with me?"

Instead, Mo Ming was "confused" and looked at me: "Don't you girls like to be company when going to the bathroom? I can accompany you."

My eyebrows instantly twitched. If it weren't for Xuanyuanchen, I would have scolded him. Yes! We like to hold hands in the toilet, but that's okay with girls too!

"Sit down." Xuanyuanchen said Shen Shen, apparently feeling back for a long time, see it, godfather, the Mo Ming you know is really different from the one I know! Xuanyuanchen raised his face from between the books and looked at Mo Ming indifferently, "I have something to ask you."

Mo Ming twisted his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't want to be alone with Xuanyuanchen. Xuanyuanchen's low-pressure aura really made people restless, otherwise, I wouldn't run away.

"Yes, President." He only sat down, and I immediately felt great relief. I happily walked past Xuanyuanchen. When I walked by Xuanyuanchen, I thought for a while, and it was better to ask Xuanyuanchen.

I stepped back again, lying on Xuanyuanchen's exquisite king's chair, and immediately, Mo Ming looked at me nervously, warning and tense expression as if I was doing something very dangerous.

However, Xuanyuanchen still sat coldly on the Wang chair and flipped through his book.

"God, can I visit your luxury car?" I asked, lying behind his chair, his straight black hair slightly covered his handsome side face, only the exquisite spectacle frame was slightly exposed from the black hair. Out.

"En." He turned a page leisurely.

I continued to ask: "No... where I shouldn't be."

"No." He replied lightly.

"No...Zang godmother or something."

Immediately, I felt the coldness on his body, and even the king's chair I was lying on became cold.

"Hey!" He closed the book with one hand, and I immediately let go of the king chair: "I know! No! I'm leaving!" I turned my head and ran, Xuanyuanchen's murderous aura came out, why don't I run?

"Huh!" With a sound, the door Xuanyuanchen walked out opened, and I immediately ran in, too late to see what the car in front of me was. I first gasped secretly on the closed car door. After taking a deep breath to calm down, I looked towards Before.

This is a very Xuanyuanchen-style carriage, because the entire carriage is a library, and the circular bookshelves are wrapped in layers from the inside to the outside. When I walk forward, the bookshelves will open on their own, and there will be a passage opposite to the passage. It is another door.

I walked into the passage, and the outer bookshelf would close again. When I walked to the center, there was only a simple and elegant mahogany chair. I looked at that chair. Xuanyuanchen was sitting here and reading. I looked around, one side. The passage has been blocked by the bookshelves. When the bookshelves are closed, the space here is just a small circular space, which seems to be isolated from the world.

Is Xuanyuanchen here alone?

Why is the Protoss always alone...

There is a trace of sentimentality in my heart, it is true that we mortals are happier, even if they are lonely, they will be lonely for decades, but they are lonely forever.

As long as I stand here, I already feel the slowness of time, as if sitting at the end of time and space, just watching the river of time slowly flow under my feet, but I don’t know why I’m sitting there.

I continued to move forward, and the bookshelves closed layer by layer behind me, hiding the space forever behind their heavy figure, as if hiding the quiet boy as well.

Another door in front of me opened, and immediately, the green "color" filled my eyes, and there was a garden in front of me! It was the dome I saw under the dragon earlier.

The transparent dome can see flowing clouds flying above me, and the surroundings are all transparent glass, as if a flower room is pressed against a flying dragon.

This is how rich people are willing to "sex", okay? Compared with gods, the rich second generation of the mortal world is too scumbag. Showing off one's wealth is soil, and burning money is brain damage. This is called "sex" with quality, okay?

"Wow..." I walked out the door and stepped on a path that looked like a crystal. There were fish under the crystal clear! I seem to be walking on a creek.

The surrounding plants are also carefully placed and placed. There are swings, seats, fountains and statues between the plants, which seems to have moved a beautiful palace garden here and become a real sky garden.

And the two sides of the garden are still growing out, I walked over, the crystal ground under my feet also grew out of the body of the giant dragon, here, it became a real viewing cabin, sitting here, only surrounded by the sky, within the field of vision , Only Liuyun, even a god, would linger on such a scene.

When the crystal chair was raised, it was people who could no longer resist such temptations. I sat on the crystal chair and looked at the fast passing clouds ahead.

Why do people want to be rich? After all, I still want to live my ideal luxury life, such as buying a luxury car, buying a mansion, traveling around the world, and men want to play more with women.

Therefore, money is a temptation for mortals.

Then, all of this in front of me is to be a god, to "confuse" the whole six realms.

Be a god...

It's so cool!

"What does Miss Xiaolan want to eat?" The adorable Xiaolong flight attendant appeared again and brought me a lovely tea order.

For this kind of scenery, a pot of Earl's "milk" tea is a must, this "force" absolutely must be installed. Of course, there is also my favorite ice cream~~~~

Soon, Xiaolong brought me "milk" tea, cakes and ice cream, and I started eating ice cream facing the blue sky and white clouds.

"Do you like it? Here." Suddenly, Xuanyuanchen's voice came, and I choked on a mouthful of ice cream: "En! Cough cough cough cough!" I jumped up in shock, and saw Xuanyuan Chen sitting on the side! He still read his book calmly and coldly.

"Fuck, godfather?!" I looked at him incredulously, then at the door, and then at him, "Did you finish talking to Mo Ming?"

He continued to flip through the book unhurriedly: "I can do it myself."

"Fen! Doppelganger!" I stared at his body dumbfounded, and slowly dropped the ice cream, stretched out my hand and poke at his arm, eh! Soft! Can't poke through! Not a phantom, but a real person!

When he turned the book, his brows and feet twitched, but I was so curious that I decided to "touch" it again, so I put my hand on his face.

"Pop!" His expression froze for an instant.

"Hot, it's a real person!"

"Have you been'touching' enough!" His voice deepened, and I immediately withdrew my hand. He twisted his eyebrows but didn't get angry, but continued to read.

I looked at him cautiously, then looked at him again, moved my butt, and the crystal chair under me had moved to his side. I smiled at him flatly: "Godfather, you are so amazing! You are not doing it at the same time. Live, while making a clone to accompany your girlfriend?"

He turned the book hand for a moment, and his vision behind the lens fell on the page for a long time: "Theoretically...it's okay."

"Theory? What about practice!" I asked gossiping.

Slowly, he closed the pages of the book and turned to look at me indifferently: "During combat, the clone will split the power of the gods."

I nodded: "I know this!"

"Moreover." His dark eyes fell on my face, "If I were your boyfriend, would you wish to be a clone with you?"

I was stunned, and I began to fantasize in his stare, thinking about it, and thinking about the scumbag I like, and my heart immediately hurt: "If Fusu can do this...maybe we have already discovered that each other is not suitable. ..." Since the Protoss can clone, why can't Fusu get a clone to accompany me? Even if it's his clone, I won't mind.

"So you don't mind?" His voice became gloomy, and he also made a sneer, "Huh, are you satisfied with just one clone?"

My heart hurts more and more, and I lowered my face: "Since it is my boyfriend, I hope he can be with me, is it wrong?" I raised my face to look at Xuanyuanchen, and I never thought that there would be a day with Xuanyuanchen Sitting together like this, talking about relationship issues.

Xuanyuanchen's gaze flickered slightly, turning away, looking at the book impetuously, I continued: "Since I know he is so busy, naturally even a clone will be satisfied, but...don't talk about the clone. Not even a text...not a single..."

"Humph." He snorted again and picked up the book, his cold expression despising our mortal boring emotional troubles like a god, "It seems you are still thinking about him."

"I don't think, it was godfather you mentioned it."

He had a meal with the book's hand.