Unlimited Amount of Urban Gods

"Go to the Imperial Capital No. [-] Experimental Middle School."

When Wang Shishan finished speaking, Ferrari's unique roar sounded, and Ferrari rushed out like a red sword.

On the bustling streets, the red Ferrari attracted countless eyes on the street.

"Which car god has released this, and the crowded street actually drove to "160" at least [-] miles."

"Car god, that one just now had a car accident, but that perfect drift is so handsome."

"The local tyrants are really not afraid of deducting points. Hey, I'd better go to the exam in silence."

People on the street praised Ye Chen's driving skills, but Ye Chen, the initiator, silently ordered a special panda.

"You better slow down. This time I admit that you are the god of Qiu Mingshan. After riding in your car, I finally know what it feels like to be closest to the god of death."

Wang Shishan's beautiful body trembled slightly, but Ye Chen's speed was terrifying.

Ye Chen deliberately slowed down, but still gave Wang Shishan a nervous feeling.

Half an hour later, the two came to the Imperial Capital No. [-] Experimental Middle School.

At this time, the high school was on vacation, and no one was seen except the eldest man who was the gatekeeper, who was sleepy in the gatehouse.

Wang Shishan took Ye Chen to a corner of the school.

A wall more than one meter high appeared in front of the two of them.

"I used to see how easy it was for them to jump in, but I've never been successful."

At this moment, Wang Shishan pouted her sexy little mouth, just like a little girl in high school.

"The goddess is different. You can't jump so high. That can only explain a problem."

Ye Chen couldn't help joking looking at Wang Shishan's cute side at the moment.

"Indicate what?"

Wang Shishan looked at Ye Chen curiously.

"It means you're stupid."

Ye Chen looked at Wang Shishan with a smile.

"Fuck you, you're stupid."

Wang Shishan gave Ye Chen a charming look.

"Then do you want to successfully jump over once?"

Ye Chen said to Wang Shishan with a smile.

"Of course I do, so I asked you to come here soon. Suddenly, there is nothing that you can't do if you are by your side."

Wang Shishan's pretty face at the moment is full of happy smiles.

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Wang Shishan's pretty face at the moment is full of happy smiles.

"You hold me tight, close your eyes, and open them for three seconds."

Seeing Ye Chen's confident smile, Wang Shishan was very obedient and closed her eyes.

Ye Chen jumped in place, and easily climbed over the wall with Wang Shishan in his arms.

During this period, Ye Chen couldn't help but kiss Wang Shishan's beautiful face.

"How do I feel like I flew in the air and then went to the other half."

Wang Shishan looked at Ye Chen in surprise with a red glow on her face at the moment.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Chen looked at the empty campus and asked Wang Shishan curiously.

"Take you somewhere."

Wang Shishan pulled Ye Chen and walked forward.

After walking for a while, Ye Chen discovered that there was a sandalwood tree in front of him that was as high as [-] meters. Even if the two of Ye Chen hugged together, they might not be able to hold the whole tree.  …

"You didn't bring me here just to see this sandalwood tree."

Ye Chen looked at Wang Shishan helplessly.

"This sandalwood tree is the legend of the entire No. [-] Middle School. It is said that when the school was established, some people wanted to saw this sandalwood tree directly.

But not long after sawing, they saw that the sandalwood tree was oozing bright red blood. At this time, these people stopped cutting down the sandalwood tree and carefully bandaged the sandalwood tree.

After a while, the wife of one of the staff members who had been in a vegetative state for many years suddenly woke up, and soon after gave birth to a boy for him.

This tree became the lucky tree of the entire Imperial Capital No. [-] Experimental Middle School.

Legend has it that as long as the names of two people who love each other are carved on a tree, they can be together. The higher the carving, the longer it will last. "

At this time, Wang Shishan is the cold female president again, and looks forward to the future like a nympho girl.

Of course, Ye Chen will not be idle to see if the century-old sandalwood tree will bleed blood, and asked Wang Shishan with a smile, "Then do you want to engrave our name at the top."