School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 237 What Are You Still Struggling For?

"Do you really like Nangong Han?"

There was a glimmer of hope in the pained eyes, which turned gray in just a second: "Don't answer." When Qiyue wanted to speak, he was afraid in the bottom of his heart, and anxiously blocked her words.

"Do you know? How regretful I am. I knew I would fall in love with you. At that time, even if I destroyed everything, I would not compromise with him. If I knew it earlier, it would divert your feelings. I should have taken care of you Let you fly far away."

Feng Yimo leaned against her ear helplessly and whispered.

Under the dim streetlights, a black figure was stretched out very long, fitting to the cold ground. His dazzling silver-white hair seemed to turn pale in an instant.

Looking at the ambiguous posture, the tightly clenched fists, those dark eyes filled with a faint rosy moisture...

"If..." Swallowed his bitter throat with difficulty: "I said, I want to take you far away, will you go with me regardless of everything?"

Most Qiyue was speechless. She didn't expect him to ask such a question. If, if it was before, she would definitely answer that she was willing to go with him, regardless of the ends of the earth.

"I... Yimo, I..." Hesitating, she wanted to calmly tell him that her heart was already on Nangong Han, but when facing his sad eyes, she couldn't say exported.

The cold big hand gently stroked her cool cheek, full of tenderness and reluctance, slowly, he leaned close to her, and finally Qi Yue suddenly opened his pupils, knowing what he was going to do, and wanted to push her away. While he was at it, an icy-cold-lip had been-stick-on her lip*tip.

"Uh."

Nangong Han, who was burning with anger, could no longer restrain the anger in his heart. He tore Feng Yimo away, and punched him heavily on the side of his face.

The most frightened in July, the whole person was in a panic.

Feng Yimo fell a few steps due to Lupus punched by him, and after standing firmly on his feet, he just gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the pulp of his thumb, and looked at Nangong Han with disdain.

The two were like beasts confronting each other in the middle of the night, with a cold killing intent bursting out of their eyes.

Feng Yimo raised the corner of Mo's mouth slightly, strode towards Nangong Han, grabbed his collar with one hand, and slammed his face hard with the other clenched into a fist.

Most anxiously, Qiyue circled around them, unable to stop them punching you, punching me, hitting them back and forth.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, okay?"

The snow fell colorfully, the cold wind howled, and the bright red blood stains were mottled on the snow, and the messy footsteps sprinted towards the fierceness of this battle.

"Stop hitting!" Mo Qiyue closed her eyes, rushed directly between the two of them, and opened her arms.

"Uh..." The fist grazed her cheek and whizzed past.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent.

"Heh. Nangonghan, what right do you have to attack me? You are just my defeated opponent. What are you still struggling for?"

Feng Yimo tilted his head slightly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiyue froze all over, obviously, Feng Yimo was laughing at Nangong Han, she suddenly felt extremely annoyed, turned around, pushed him and shouted: "You go, you go."

Nangonghan stood straight on the spot, numb, watching the two of them pushing and shoving with dull eyes, turned around, and strode into the door.

"Hurry up!" Zui Qiyue roared one last time, turned around, looked at Nangong Han's lonely back, and chased after her distressedly.

　(Little fairies, come here for the recommendation tickets, the total number of tickets for a week is 150, add more!! The more tickets you add, the more you add! Come on, smash me to death~)

　　


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