The S-Class School Flower Is Back, Tying Me To Slaughter The God

In an instant, Li Lingxin's originally smug face couldn't help but dodge a little.

"How is it, senpai?"

Jiang Yang saw that the other party was cowardly.

"This is a school, let's talk about the summer vacation,

"Don't you want to go to Laoji Island with me, I agreed."

After Li Lingxin finished speaking, she quickly avoided Jiang Yang and ran out the window.

Well, before I left, I didn't forget to take away the information on Lao Ji Island on the table.

Seeing Li Lingxin leave, Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.

666, really take the initiative, there are all kinds of stories.

More importantly, what else does the senpai seem to imply——

Going to Laoji Island, there will be even bigger surprises (●v?v●)! ! !

Mom, is Jiang Yang going to the pinnacle of my life?

Jiang Yang was happy when the sound of dong dong dong sounded again.

? ? ?

Senior Sister has changed her mind, want to finish things early? ? ?

Jiang Yang looked at the window, but there was nothing.

Oh, it turned out to be a knock on the door.

When you open the door, you can see comfort.

However, at the moment of comfort, wearing a long knee-length pajamas... Well, it looks a little cool.

this this this...

In the middle of the night, dressed like this and knocking on my door, why?

"Society, President."

Jiang Yang struggled to suppress the urge to get a nosebleed.

"Jiang Yang, I have a few literary issues recently that I would like to discuss with you." An Yi said.

This……

Jiang Yang is a little speechless, President, are you too fake?

You know that I don't understand literature at all, and you come to me to discuss literature, don't you have ulterior motives?

"President, it's too late, why don't we discuss it tomorrow..."

Before Jiang Yang could finish speaking, he was pulled out by An Yi and closed the door of 707 by the way.

"Jiang Yang, inspiration is fleeting, for the art of literature, we can't wait for tomorrow."

An Yi said, pulling Jiang Yang into her room.

After entering the house, Jiang Yang found that the layout is very artistic. If his room is a two-dimensional room, there is no doubt that it is a Wenqing room.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are engraved with a few ancient characters. On the side of the door is a row of large bookshelves.

At the center is a tea table with a futon.

Well, this environment, there is a sense of ignorance.

"Come, let's have tea tonight and discuss literature."

An Yi sat down and gave Jiang Yang a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Yang imitated her to sit down, and tried to suppress his gaze from looking at ease.

There's no way, the president's clothes are too cool, and it's easy to get into trouble if you take a second look.

An Yi poured Jiang Yang a cup of tea.

Jiang Yang is also welcome. He was about to drink water, so he drank the tea immediately.

Seeing this, An Yi couldn't help holding his forehead. He wanted to drink the tea slowly, and Jiang Yang drank it directly as water.

"Slow down, tea is to be tasted slowly."

An Yi filled him up and gave a tea tasting demonstration.

Jiang Yang nodded and took a sip, learning to take a sip.

This time the product came out, the taste? Sweet and sour.

But the next moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling,

Seeing the ease on the other side, I suddenly felt that the other side was so beautiful...

"Jiang Yang, you know what?

"I like "Yueren Song" very much, there are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is happy..."

Before An Yi finished speaking, his face began to turn red, and he couldn't speak any longer.

Her eyes suddenly stared at Jiang Yang, her eyes burning.

In an instant, the two looked at each other! ! !

? ? ?

what's up?

Why did the atmosphere suddenly change?

I rely on, this tea will not be a problem, right? ! !

Jiang Yang just thought of this, when the opposite An Yi came over,

He was given a big bear hug and rolled on the floor.

I'll go, boss, what are you doing?

! ! !

I really didn't expect the president to put medicine in the tea in order to chase me. This is too hard...

Jiang Yang couldn't help giving An Yi a wave of 666.

At the same time, in a corner outside the accommodation building, Rose Jasmine was secretly watching this wonderful scene.

"Hee hee, elder sister, your move is too strong, you have completed the task so quickly." Jasmine laughed.

Since the two sisters received the order from the head of the family and the assistant lady chased Jiang Yang, they have been trying to find a way.

This time today, Qiangwei just suggested An Yi to wear something sexy, and she just asked Jiang Yang late at night to discuss literature.

It's actually the rose that does the tricks in the tea.

This

Only with ease and Jiang Yang both hits...

"The latest product of the research department, sweet and sour love water that even demigods can't resist.

"Drinking tea and discussing literature is monotonous, but drinking some sweet and sour drinks will make the story more interesting."

Rose showed a rare smug smile.

"As expected of my elder sister, elder sister Saigao!!!"

Little Jasmine adored her elder sister.

What they didn't expect was that Jiang Yang also heard through the sickle that this was the two sisters' routine.

But there is one thing to say, this love sweet and sour thing, the effect is really terrifying.

I don't know the guys in the research department, why do they do these things if they don't research some equipment?

He is a god-level person, and he feels dizzy when he has more than one cup, and the president can't stand it at all.

The two rolled on the floor for a while, and the wooden floor rattled.

Keep going, just...

No, no, no, we can't go on.

This is not what Miss An Yi intended...

Jiang Yang works hard to do ideological work for himself, think about Liu Xiahui, who is not chaotic, this is a good example for you to learn from.

The dragon's blood on his body spurted out again, and the god-level aura suddenly erupted, forcing out all the sweet and sour water he drank.

That's how I woke up.

Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

President, it turns out that you are not only a literary youth, but also a lunatic.

Your hand has just been looking for so long, and it has never been...

That's it, are you embarrassed to discuss emotional literature with him?

Jiang Yang sneered and stunned An Yi with a knife.

I found a blanket for her to cover before leaving here.

"Ah, how did he break free? Damn it, it almost did."

Jasmine, who was observing from the outside, was very dissatisfied.

"After all, he is a god-level powerhouse. It seems that the sweet and sour love needs to be upgraded." Qiangwei thought for a few seconds and summed up her experience.

"Hmph, is this Jiang Yang a man?

"If I were a man, I would definitely have sex..."

Little Jasmine scolded as if she hated iron, so that Jiang Yang, who had just returned to her dormitory, was eavesdropping on their conversation with a sickle, and suddenly her footsteps were unsteady, and she almost fell.

Hey, hey, little Jasmine, you really can do it.

If you want to lend you something, you can do it, ah?