Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 49 Isn't Duan Yicheng the first?

Several girls in the store eagerly came to ask for his WeChat.

But Lu Jingyan's eyes were cold, and he pointed to the mobile phone next to his ear without any trace, indicating that he was not free.

However, his finger, that slender white finger with well-defined knuckles, even pointed into the hearts of the girls.

So, a few more courageous girls came forward to ask for WeChat.

At this time, there was a rare look of impatience and tiredness between his brows, and he only glanced coldly, and the girls immediately retreated, his glance was more piercing than the cold wind in December , and colder than the icebergs of the North Pole.

Hearing that there was no sound from the other end for a long time, he called softly, "Child."

"Huh?" Song Xiaolin was stunned, still lost in her own thoughts. She just heard someone ask him for WeChat. Although the female voice of "Handsome guy give me WeChat" was very soft, she still caught it very clearly. , but waited for a while, but still didn't hear his answer, and I don't know if he gave it?
"What are you thinking?"

"Me?" As if being spied on, she panicked and quickly shook her head, even though she forgot that he was far away in City Z and couldn't see him at all, "I'm not thinking about anything."

Lu Jingyan was staring at the various breads and small cakes on the shelves. Below them were lighting lamps. The lights were soft, illuminating the entire cabinet.

In the nose, there is a strong aroma of bread.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the pure and beautiful macarons placed in the glass cabinet, and he asked, "Child, do you like macarons?"

Song Xiaolin didn't know why his topic suddenly changed to macarons, but he nodded truthfully: "I like it, what's the matter?"

"I'm in the bakery."

"Oh..." She thought for a while, feeling uncomfortable, and finally decided to ask him, "Lu Jingyan, just now... did someone ask you for WeChat?"

Hearing this, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, gentle, and wanton, like the brightest sunshine in March, and the young lady who was far away at the cashier just happened to raise her eyelids, and caught his smile just like that. Suddenly, Su was in a mess, and unconsciously pressed a "0" on his hand, and then...

"Hey, I just bought a few breads, why are you extorting 2000 yuan?"

"sorry Sorry……"

Masculinity misleads people! ! !
……

"Yeah." It's not heavy, but the ending sound is addictive.

Song Xiaolin licked his very dry lips: "Then... did you give it?"

Lu Jingyan took a box of macarons from the glass cabinet, walked towards the cashier, and casually replied, "I didn't give it to you."

On the other side, when she heard his words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, the voice was very small, but he just heard it, and unconsciously let out a soft laugh, which was deep and deep in her ears.

The young lady at the cash register was taken aback, "Wow, I got fucked by Su again."

After he left, the young lady at the cash register who had been disturbed by a spring pool immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her best friend: Fuck, a peerless handsome guy just came to the store, the kind who can make people dizzy, Especially the temperament is extraordinary, especially gentle and elegant, and clear and cold, how should I describe it, like that... Yes, Mo Shangren is like Mr. Yu, and there are many women in the store who ask him for WeChat, and there is no one. arriving.But do you know what is the most amazing thing?He was probably on the phone with his girlfriend, and then he kept secretly laughing, my god... Su got a horse, if I didn't have to fucking go to work, I would have wanted to go home with him.

Girlfriend replied: You fucking want to follow?Wait for 110.

~

On the phone, Xixi's wind came again.

Song Xiaolin thought, perhaps Lu Jingyan had already left the bakery.

She asked, "Have you bought it?"

At this time, a black car stopped beside him, accompanied by the sound of closing the door, and the sound of the wind was also shut out of the car door. There was a heater in the car, "Well, I bought a macaron."

Without the wind, his voice became a little clearer.

She was surprised, didn't he never like sweets?

Is it...

She wondered narcissistically, could it be bought for her?

But on second thought, when he came back, the macarons would have expired.

"Why are you eating sweets?"

Lu Jingyan leaned slightly on the back of the car, and replied lazily, "I don't eat it, I just look beautiful and want to treasure it."

"...Oh, are you busy recently?"

"Yeah." He stared at the 15% power remaining on the screen, and frowned slightly, "The game will be the day after tomorrow."

Song Xiaolin cheered him on full of motivation: "Lu Jingyan, you must be No.1."

No one can be No.1 except him.

Perhaps the driver had just washed the car, and the windows were covered with water vapor. His cool and handsome face was reflected in the mirror, floating on the background of thousands of lights, "Okay."

She said No.1, then he is No.1.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jingyan stared at the remaining 1% of the battery on the screen, and smiled helplessly. She always had so many words, and it seemed like she could never finish talking, but the naughty and lively child in the past, Seems to be slowly coming back again.

Here, Song Xiaolin was refreshed and even hummed a song.

Aunt Wu wondered, why did she suddenly become so happy when she was so depressed just now?

"Hey, little purlin, have you received a call you like?"

She blushed and ran away in a hurry: "I'm going to endorse."

"Hey, I will remember to come down for dinner later."

"understood."

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Monday.

new week.

Today is the day of results.

Probably because he felt that he had booked the eighth class, so Duan Yicheng came early in the morning, and he was so relaxed and happy that it was rare for him to look tired.

The bell rang for the first class, and Director Li walked into the classroom punctually following the bell.

There are thousands of expectant eyes.

This Duan Yicheng is finally about to transfer back to Class [-] again.

Although he is handsome, his temper is too violent, he is not gentle to girls at all, and he often plays with gangsters on the street, and his character is not flattering, so even if most girls have feelings for him The goodwill has also been wiped out.

As for the boy, he wished him to get out as soon as possible.

At this time, Director Li cleared his throat and said: "The results of our small test came out last week. This test is mainly to determine whether Duan will stay or stay. So, this time he got 310 points in the test." score."

As soon as the words fell, the whole class burst into laughter.

Can't even get into college.

As far as this achievement is concerned, if he doesn't count down, who will count down?
But in the next second, the laughter suddenly stopped——

"Although this result is really not very good, but classmate Duan...is not the bottom one."

Suddenly, the class exploded.

Fuck, 310 is not the lowest score?

How can this be?

How come there are people whose scores are lower than 310 points?

This is completely impossible!

who is it? ? ? ! ! !
At this time, Director Li said quietly again: "The last one is Song Xiaolin, with 120 points..."

Yes, she did the multiple-choice questions for the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics and English.

But the title is right.

It's terrible.

(End of this chapter)