After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Although he knew the answer, Li Cheng still had the urge to go back and do a test.

After all, in case football is resistant to being kicked, it is not resistant to being hit by the pot.

The man who played football outside the guardrail ran up and gasped angrily, and Da Lao Yuan said sorry to Yan Ge.

"Sorry, sorry, terrible, or I'll take you to the infirmary, I'm really sorry I didn't mean it."

The place where Li Che was standing just blocked the boy ’s sight of looking at the football. Hearing the words from the boy, Li Che said quietly, “It was a terrible hit.”

All smashed a football into a junk, can't it be great.

The boy ignored Li Che's words and went directly to Yange: "Sorry, I'm sorry, can you leave? I will go to the doctor for your back ..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the slumped football on the ground.

If he had a stomach, he couldn't say anything when his eyes fell on the ball.

Yange smiled at him.

The smile is tender and shy.

The boy's head was bewildered by the smile of Yan Ge, then he turned his head and looked at Li Che with a resentful look. The football must have been smashed by this guy.

Although the ball doesn't have eyes, it can't be so resentful.

This is too violent.

Li Che: ...

"Classmates, you are all right." Even if the boy picks up the stitches, it's not a football ball. Chao Yange smiled. "Classmates, otherwise you can leave my contact information, if you have anything Thing, call me at that time, I will be responsible for the end. "

Li Che: ... This guy seems to be digging his corner?

Or in his presence?

I don't even look at the crooked jujube that I have grown, and dare to dig his corner. Who gave the confidence?

Li Che was about to step forward, and saw Yan Ge take out his mobile phone, typed a few words on the mobile phone, and handed it to the eyes of the boy.

He glanced at it and said: You kicked the ball here to create a little surprise, so you have a chance to talk to me?

The mind was broken, and the boy's face rose instantly. He nodded shyly, although embarrassed, but thought it was a good opportunity to confess: "I, I see you passing by here every day, when I first see you, I'm in my heart ..."

He knows this girl. Although she is a dumb girl, she is the school flower and the object that boys in the whole school love.

From the first moment he saw her, he regarded her as his goddess, thinking day and night.

He felt that he had fallen in love with acacia, and he didn't want to get close to the goddess.

The boy stopped before he finished speaking.

Because the goddess in his mind had red cheeks, the water was rippling and tenderness was smiling at him.

The smile softly, shamefully, was so beautiful that he immediately thought of the beautiful women in period costumes who were tender on the TV.

The goddess is much better-looking than those costumed beauty, and he did not expect that the goddess would be so gentle and intimate.

Goddess, is it possible that he has been crushing on him?

Just when the boy's head was smirking.

The little wok in Yan Yan appeared.

Seeing the small wok, Li Che stepped back subconsciously, knowing that he was not facing himself.

Sure enough, the wok slammed on the boy's head.

The boy felt that his head was cracked when he was photographed. He screamed with a headache and then fell to the ground with his buttocks.