Abused Alpha Quits

"Come... here."

Ye Ci ran over, avoiding the projection that belonged to Classmate Song on the ground.

But what she didn't know was that behind her running away, the shadows of the two had already crossed and merged into one.

On the earth dyed red by the setting sun, overlapping projections spread under the feet of the two people, converging into a thick ink-like black, like a sharp sword, imposingly inserted diagonally between the sky and the earth, and like a black robe with folded hands. Sister, praying compassionately.

She ran towards me, and the shadow merged with me.

This scene fell into Song Moyan's eyes, and she was stunned for a moment. There was an inexplicable sourness and touch.

It's really strange.

Why do I suddenly feel so sentimental? Still thinking all the time?

Maybe it's because of too many shocks recently.

Song Qiyan lowered his head, and looked down, just like a nun.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Ye Ci passed by her and brought a gentle breeze. He greeted the uncle the guard first, then pointed at Song Yaoyan and said with a smile: "Uncle, please bear in mind. If you see her in the future, you can just let it go."

"Hao Le." The doorman said cheerfully.

She and Song are now standing at the door of the community, which is located in Nancheng, a high-end community with first-class hardware and software facilities.

Of course, the security is also very strict. Strangers are not allowed to pass. Even if a resident leads the way, he must register his name, phone, ID and other information. This is why Ye Xiaoru chose this place. She is worried that the scumbag father knows that their wives are getting rich overnight. Afterwards, they come to the door, eat and drink or struggle for reconciliation.

After Song Miyan filled in the relevant information, the door guard pressed the miniature remote control in his hand, and the finely carved iron door opened automatically.

"Let's go. My house is in the first building in the first row on the left. Unit 1, house number 101. Isn't it particularly easy to remember?"

The residents on the first floor sent a large garden in which Ye Xiaoru transplanted a lot of flowers, such as rose, rhododendron, and jasmine. The colors are gratifying and charming. Just looking at it can make people feel comfortable.

A door was opened on the periphery of the garden. The exterior was made of wood, but the interior was made of hard steel plates. It passed through the fragrance-filled garden and then passed the bright and clean balcony.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Song Qiyan was shocked by the rectangular living room in front of him. It was large and spacious, and the maroon-red floor brightened the figure of people. It felt like he could skate on it with roller skates.

"This has to be

How old is it? "She murmured subconsciously.

Ye Ci was opening the shoe cabinet to find shoes for her. Hearing the words, after thinking about it, he replied: "It's about 180 square meters, plus the garden, it's more than 240 square meters."

Oh my God…

The housing prices of the high-end districts in Nancheng suddenly came to mind. It was a figure that Song Qiyan could not even imagine.

She glanced at Ye Ci, then lowered her eyes, and said in her heart: The gap between me and her...

"Song, do you like red slippers or pink slippers? There is also a pair of beige ones, which one do you want?"

At that moment, Song Yeyan's head flashed through the red back muscles and the beige fabric that lay on it, and the shameful hum when he unbuttoned the button, opened his mouth and said "M".

When he came back to his senses, he pursed his lips in annoyance. Just about to change his mouth, he saw a pair of beige slippers flying over, just at his feet, the same color as the piece of fabric.

Ye Ci single-handedly pointed: "Please."

After that, Song Qiyan had to take off the white shoes and put on them.

After entering Ye Ci’s room, she was surprised to find that her room was decorated with a sweet and warm style, with soft colors. The beige bedroom gave a warm feeling. There were five white bear puppets on the light purple bed. When they are arranged in order, they all tilt their heads, looking over blankly, the cute people are trembling.

Ye Ci's bedroom surprised Song Qiyan a little. She originally thought that a girl who was as shabby as classmate Ye should be minimalist or elegant.

But I didn't expect it to be like this. It felt as if I had glimpsed another world in Student Ye's heart.

Song Miyan smiled slightly, and quietly raised his eyes to look at her. When she saw the sky blue silk top bought by classmate Yu, her eyebrows tightened unconsciously, and the corners of her slightly raised lips eased, but She quickly remembered another thing, and walked over.

At that time, Ye Ci was carrying her on his back, put his schoolbag on the desk, opened the zipper, and rummaged in it.

She walked over, trying to touch her arm with her finger, and opened her mouth gently:

"The burn on your back..."

"Here, here it is."

Ye Ci just turned around to speak, and made a gesture of handing something.

In an instant, the hands of the two touched together, and her fingertips touched the lines of her palm. Due to inertia, the entire palm was eventually submerged in her palm, and the little finger was even inserted into her finger.

Close contact, body temperature passed, and the two staring at each other were taken aback at the same time.

Ye Ci was partly noticed by the petite and weak boneless feeling touched by the palm of his palm, but his eyes still looked directly into Classmate Song’s eyes. Shallow waves flashed in the girl’s light brown eyes, seemingly surprised. Suspicious, crow-feather-like eyelashes are long and curved, trembling gently with the eyelids.

Song Miyan could see the concentration in Ye Ci's eyes. At first glance, it looked like a clear spring without any distractions, but after closer inspection, he could see the undercurrent hidden under the clear spring. The palm of the hand gives people a warm and moist feeling like a warm jade, and it is very comfortable to touch.

After staring at each other for five seconds, Ye Ci blinked, shook his head, coughed, and withdrew his hand.

Song Miyan was attracted by the white paper in her other hand.

"What's this?"

Ye Ci snorted, turning his head back and said, "It's the work record of each subject."

When Song Miyan heard the words, a question mark popped out of his head: "Every subject assignment...why should you give it to me?"

"Isn't I afraid that you want to do homework? Some schoolmasters do not stop working and do their homework regardless of health or illness? And some schoolmasters like to write..."

Ye Ci was talking endlessly, but he closed his mouth under the eyes of Student Song.

Song Miyan raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes seemed to say: What's wrong with you?

How could I like to do homework?

How can you think of me that way?

Ye Ci blinked, touched the back of his head, and took the paper back: "Don't forget it."

Then, he whispered again: "I was afraid that you would want it, so I copied an extra copy. I would not copy it if I knew it a long time ago."

Song Miyan's ear tips moved slightly, after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

"Huh? Don't you want it?" Ye Ci tilted his head, and instantly combined with the five white bear puppets behind him, and they all sent a "cute" attack.

Song Mingyan was instantly dizzy by Meng.

"I want."

These two words are even more difficult to say.

The result of being cute is that when he stretched out his hand to take the work paper, it was the hand that was burned.

Just as Ye Ci was about to put the fluttering paper on, he saw the bulging blisters on her snow-colored palm.

"Song classmate, you got burned too?"

The blisters were bloated, which severely damaged the beauty of this hand, just like flawed beautiful jade, which made people feel regretful.

Ye Ci didn't know how tight his brows were frowning at the moment, and he didn't know how distressed emotions had already appeared in his eyes.