Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

It was only after eight o'clock in the morning.net

Yinchen Noble School.

An extended limited edition black Rolls-Royce drove to the campus, followed by three Rolls-Royce Silver Phantoms of the same color, and stopped imposingly at the door.

The doors of the three cars in the back were quickly opened, and four cold-faced men in black suits and uniforms walked out of them. They all wore pistols and cool sunglasses, and they looked very eye-catching in such an ordinary crowd.

Then they stood in two rows in a column, and respectfully greeted them in front of the extended luxury car...

The driver of the stretched luxury car in black uniform trotted out nervously and respectfully, opened the door of the rear seat, and bowed to greet him.

A pair of feet wearing shiny black leather shoes protruded from the car first.

Then, the straight black school suit trousers, the snow-white shirt, the black school uniform with clear water chestnuts, all the front buttons are handsomely opened, and the most eye-catching silver hair...

Him, is he?Calendar silver?

Correct!

The students who came to school at the same time stood up excitedly, just waiting to witness the graceful face of this peerless god.

The next moment, the surrounding students all dropped their jaws in shock. They widened their eyes and watched Li Jueyin's next abnormal move intently.

He turned around, put his hand under the head of the car door where he got off, and made an invitation gesture with the other hand, as if he was waiting for the lady to put her hand in his palm, and was afraid that she would get off the car carelessly Accidentally hit the door socket above the head.

What a caring man...

The jealous eyes of the students all shot bright white knives.

The students held their breath and saw a small snow-white hand placed in Li Jueyin's palm...

Judging from the shape of that little hand, it must be a woman. The students sighed, envious and jealous!

But the woman who can make Li Jueyin do this willingly, who is the Holy Spirit?

A delicate cheek stuck out the car door and appeared in everyone's sight.

She, she is, Mo Yiyi! ?

The students stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if seeing Yan Luo in broad daylight, they couldn't believe it at all.

Is she the woman who can make Li Jueyin do this?

"Sure enough, there is a way!" Classmate A.

"You can actually make Li Jueyin willingly welcome her to get off the car...it's incredible...the idol I adore." Classmate B.

"I used to hate her very much, but it seems that now I'm going to start liking her... The lily lover she played is really good... I've almost been conquered by her superb acting skills." Classmate C.

"Who says it's not? Now her status is as stable as Mount Tai. If you want the wind, you can get the wind and the rain... It seems that I should curry favor with her." Classmate Ding.

With a warm smile, Mo Yiyi was tightly held by Li Jueyin, and followed behind him into the school.

For the first time, she saw so many classmates showing a friendly attitude towards her...

"Yin...I'm not used to it. Suddenly, my classmates seem to be very enthusiastic about me." Mo Yiyi whispered close to Li Jueyin's ear.

"Yeah." Li Jueyin just smiled and said nothing, coldly glanced at a large row of people around him, and finally his gaze gently settled on Mo Yiyi's cheek.

Those ordinary and vulgar people, when the people around them are a little bit better than you, they will be jealous. If they are much better, so good that they will never be able to reach them, they will only worship.