Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 217 I Came to Confess to You Today
Eyes full of suspicion swept Ling Xihan around, or could it be that Ling Xihan, who looked like a woman on the outside, was actually from the same country as him?

"What are you looking at? Such a wretched expression."

Just when Mo Ziyan was seriously thinking about this question, Ling Hanhan reached out and knocked on the edge of the table, calling back his wandering spirit, and finally crossed his arms and looked at him vigilantly.

Seeing Ling Xihan's actions and her evaluation of him, Mo Ziyan was speechless for a while, coughed lightly, and cleared his throat: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about a very serious and serious issue."

"what?"

"Just..." Mo Ziyan was about to answer, but he suddenly realized why the topic of their chat was getting farther and farther away from the topic he wanted to go straight to?
"No, I have something to tell you. The topic is too off topic."

"Khan, what are you going to say?"

"Confession." Pointing to the large bouquet of roses in front of Ling Xihan, Mo Ziyan blurted out a sentence that shocked Ling Qinghan: "I'm here to confess to you today."

Ling Hanhan was speechless, where was the whole person's silence.

Mo Ziyan also silenced his voice, and after waiting for a while, Ling Xihan didn't see any sign of it, so he became anxious again: "Hey, I told you that today I'm here to confess to you, you should give me some feedback anyway." ah."

"What reaction do you want?" Ling Heather's face was paralyzed.

"No." Ling Xihan's retorted question was so thunderous that Mo Ziyan deeply felt that he had met someone who was not innocent: "Like it or not, agree or disagree, accept or reject, there is always an answer Bar?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Huh?" Mo Ziyan didn't react.

"Putting on such a big show, making it look real, and telling me today is to confess to me, are you kidding me? Playing me for fun?"

"No..." Hearing this, Mo Ziyan felt deeply powerless. He had been carefully arranging for so long, and his nerves were tense for so long. When he came to her, why did he become teasing her? What about playing with her?
"What am I playing with you for? I like you, I like you Ling Xihan, that's why I arranged these carefully, just to tell you my heart, you..."

'Wow...' Mo Ziyan hadn't finished speaking when a glass of cold water was poured over him like that, which chilled his heart so much that he was so shocked that he had completely forgotten what he said afterwards.

"What are you doing?!" Mo Ziyan's voice trembled when he asked this sentence.

"Nothing? I just want you to wake up and stop playing such childish tricks." Seeing Mo Ziyan's shocked expression, Ling Qinghan's face was livid, her eyes were cold, her tone, more indifferent.

"Are you crazy, woman? I'm here to confess to you. You don't have to accept it, but you still pour water on me." Mo Ziyan, who was making his first confession in his life full of nervousness and anticipation, looked at Standing across from him, Ling Qinghan, who looked at him coldly, finally let out an unbearable roar.

"Mo Ziyan, enough of those boring tricks? Could it be that you didn't lose enough in the last battle, do you want to lose again?"

"I lose you..." Sister, the last two words were silently silenced under Ling Qinghan's staring eyes at him, and Mo Ziyan was so angry that Ling Qinghan almost couldn't even speak.

She stared at him, and he also stared at her. The two of them seemed to be in a competition where whoever blinked first would lose. Suddenly realized that there is no need to stare at this naive boy here, retracted his eyes, picked up the bag and prepared to leave.

And Mo Ziyan, who was still staring and staring vigorously, saw that Ling Xihan suddenly wanted to leave, wanted to keep her but didn't know how to speak, stood there in a state of bewilderment, that It was so anxious, in the end it seemed that she was so anxious that she couldn't help it. Seeing that she didn't keep Ling Xihan, Ling Xihan would just slip away from her eyes.

There was always a voice in his mind urging him, he couldn't let her go, he couldn't let her go, he couldn't let her just go away...

"Ling Heather, you..."

Under the urging of that voice, Mo Ziyan stretched out his hand almost uncontrollably, grabbed Ling Heather's hand, directly brought her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her.

Mo Ziyan's actions caught Ling Qinghan off guard, and she was a little unresponsive to being kissed all of a sudden, and let Mo Ziyan hug her in a daze. After a long time, she realized that Ling Qinghan's His pupils widened suddenly, and he pushed away Mo Ziyan, who was still enjoying himself.

Seeing Mo Ziyan who was pushed away with a stunned expression, Ling Heather was both ashamed and annoyed, she slapped him without saying a word, and said coldly, "Hooligan!"

"Hey..." Covering his slapped face, Mo Ziyan was speechless. He watched Ling Hanhan leave without looking back, standing there, facing the scene he had arranged for a long time. He was originally excited. No, the excited mood disappeared without a trace, and what was left was only anger.

In the end, the anger turned into helplessness and bitterness.

The bouquet of red roses that were delivered to Ling Heather one by one on the table, and then put on the table by Ling Heather lay there quietly, the lights were still flickering, but the people sitting here were already in a bad mood. It's very different from before.

Twenty roses, what it represents is that I only have a sincere heart, and I will love you forever and never change my love for the rest of my life.

The flower language of the red rose is, passion, love you, I love you, and hope to have passionate love with you.

Ling Xihan didn't know the flower language of red roses, let alone that there were twenty roses that she had grafted one by one.

The flower language behind the twenty red roses is just like the mood Mo Ziyan was holding when he was arranging these and preparing to tell her his heart.

For the rest of my life, I will always love you, this love will never change!

In the city of vampires, three bachelors gathered together, each drinking a small wine.

As for Xu Shaowei, although he was in Cao Ying, his heart was in Han, his eyes kept wandering there, looking for his prey tonight in the night market.

"It's already this time today, and Yan hasn't called yet. It seems that he and Queen Ling are making good progress. We three bachelors, don't we want to have some fun and stand alone?"

With a glance at a graceful figure on the dance floor, with long straight black hair and pretty hips, Xu Shaowei's eyes were closed at a glance, and he turned his head to look at Yi Chenhao and Ye Chengming. Calling one speaks volumes.

"Tsk tsk." Seeing Xu Shaowei like that, Yi Chenhao tsk tucked lightly and shook his head with a sigh: "Look at you like this, just like a Su who has been fed by the master for half a year, and finally saw the nao The dishes are the same."

(End of this chapter)