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Chapter 7 007: Who agrees to this marriage

Tang Yi was a little disbelieving, and looked at him suspiciously: "How is it possible, then you were smiling lewdly just now?"

Xu Bochuan: "..."

"I smiled so lewdly, that's because of Xiangxiang..." Xu Baichuan, who was successfully led away by him, pushed him to the ground: "Ah bah, you are lewd, your whole family is lewd. swing."

Tang Yi wanted to resist, but failed. He yelled, "I'm the only one in my family. You can just call me lewd and lascivious."

Xu Bochuan: "I am happy, what can you do to me?"

Tang Yi couldn't stand his habit of only half-talking. Being held down by him, he couldn't move, so he could only shout: "Is Xiangxiang all right? Why are you making a noise!"

Xu Bochuan patted him on the head, and mercifully let him go: "It took a lot of effort to coax Xiangxiang well."

Tang Yi was a little speechless: "It's just such a sentence, and it takes you so much effort."

Xu Bochuan: "You are so poor as I am!"

"I'll show you this!" As he said, Xu Baichuan carefully took out a piece of white drawing paper from the chest of his school uniform.

He spread out the drawing paper, showed it in front of them, and raised his chin at them: "Although Xiangxiang beat me up just now, she still feels distressed after all, so she drew this to coax me, alas, it's better to be a younger sister, intimate!"

With this appearance, he deserved as much beating as he wanted.

Tang Yi was furious: "Fuck. Your uncle, why didn't Xiangxiang paint for me?!"

"Who made me her brother?" Xu Bochuan raised his lips.

Tang Yi retorted loudly: "But Xiangxiang is my wife! Isn't it natural for a wife to paint for her husband?!"

The corner of Xu Bochuan's mouth twitched, and he controlled his urge to rush up and beat him up: "What the hell, who agreed to this marriage?!"

"I agreed myself!" Tang Yi replied confidently.

Xu Bochuan: "Get out, I don't agree!"

Tang Yi got up from the ground: "I don't care, Xiangxiang must draw a picture for me, and more handsome than you!"

Xu Bochuan folded the drawing paper carefully, cherishing it, but he didn't stop scolding him: "This may be a bit difficult, after all, the foundation is here."

"You wait, it's definitely better than yours!" Tang Yi snorted twice, opened the door unconvinced and went out.

boom.

The door is closed.

For so many years, this guy's IQ hasn't grown at all, but his ability to be jealous has increased year by year.

Xu Bochuan looked back a little funny, put the drawing paper into the drawer, glanced at the position beside the bed from the corner of his eye, and realized that Fengcheng was no longer there.

The room became much quieter without Tang Yi's noisy calls.

He looked around and saw Fengcheng on the balcony, leaning on the railing, smoking cigarettes one by one.

The back is clear and slender, and there is a hint of loneliness.

Alas... what's the trouble?
Xu Bochuan sighed, walked over, put his back on the railing, and looked at him: "What's wrong with you? Ask Xiangxiang, she didn't say anything."

Feng Cheng glanced at him sideways, without saying a word, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, tilted his head to light it, squinted his eyes slightly, his handsome face, in the dense smoke, his posture, his indescribable coldness people.

Xu Bochuan raised his eyebrows.

This guy really has a good skin, killing people invisible and seductive, no wonder even though he is a bad student in the eyes of so many people, he can still fascinate a lot of girls.

Since none of them would tell, he could only guess for himself.

(End of this chapter)