The best villain transfer student

It seems that eighteen generations of my ancestors owe him a dollar

"Hey, Gong Yexi, what does it mean to look at the master? I am not your pet!" Standing next to Gong Yexi, I have an advantage, pulling out the volume of high decibels roaring at his ears, I am Korean

How could Xiao Nuo be so fallen?

"Yes, you are my exclusive pet." Gong Yexi changed his look of evil charm. The warm breath spit in my ears evenly, which caused me goosebumps.

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Lin Haozhang walked in front of me, bent down and looked down at me, and finally shook his head and patted Gong Yexi's shoulder: "This little is also the taste of your young master.

... oh ~ "

I didn't wait for Lin Haozhen to finish, Gong Yexi didn't know where the tape came from, and a chiclyns on Lin Haozhang's mouth, closely linked my wrist almost dragged me away from the classroom, and directly threw it into his own white.

In a sports car.

“啊唔~~呜呜,宫夜熙,王八蛋,臭皮蛋,恐龙蛋!!”我捂着半边脑袋一个人窝在座位上,扔就扔,还扔的一点技术都没有,直接让姑奶奶

Hit the glass.

"Hold it away." Gong Yexi sideways in front of me, and looked at my hand that I refused to let go. It seemed a little angry, but in those deep eyes, I saw more.

Anxious, illusion, 100 % illusion.

"Don't!" I turned my head and turned.

"Don't take it away!" Seeing that I was so stubborn, the tone of Gong Yexi not only was not softened, but it was even more domineering. It seemed that I would not hold my hands away in this second, and the earth will explode in the next second.

The closer he was, the slightly longer bangs blocked the eyelashes, trying to reach out to move my wound, but I escaped by me. I heard someone sighing in my ears, and then groped in the bag on the side.

It didn't take long to put a bottle of iced in front of me: "It's okay now."

Looking at the bottle of yogurt, I was slightly stunned, in fact, the movement factor in the bottom of my heart: "You ... Gong Yexi, how do you know I like to drink yogurt?"

Gong Yexi's expression was cold as if the eighteenth generation of my ancestors owed him a dollar. He reached out to help me tie a good seat belt and just drive my car.

I bite the straw depressed and looked at the rearview mirror outside the window. The dancing along the way was constantly backward, and suddenly I remember the shadow. Is he now abroad?

There are more stinky faces that Gong Yexi is going to die.

"Huh, even if my ancestor's eighteenth generation owes you one dollar, it is only one dollar. Do you use it to my generation?" I murmured with dissatisfaction with the dead fish eyes, fortunately the palace night

Xi didn't hear it.

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