You Bad School Prince, Don't Bother Me

In the back garden of a villa, a girl dressed in a pink mini sits quietly in front of the drawing board. The setting sun covers her whole body, reflecting the visual impact.

A pair of dark eyes, attentively looking at the painting board in front of him, the pen in his hand is flying on the drawing board without pause.

Chen Xiaoya's Pink mouth is slightly warped. At the age of 18, she has won numerous awards in fine arts. She is more familiar with the person she is painting now. With her eyes closed, her mind is filled with his cold face, although

"Well, it's good to have a smile once in a while." The finger pauses on the drawing board for a few seconds. Chen Xiaoya turns her brush. The young man's indifferent face on the drawing board becomes soft. The setting sun sprinkles on the drawing board, which makes people feel warm.

The breeze blows, wisteria petals fall on Chen Xiaoya's long hair and painting board. Behind him came the sound of trampling and trampling. The owner of the voice did not feel that he had disturbed the quietness of the people here. There are two people living in this villa, one is her, the other is Wu Haoyu.

White fingers quickly turn the drawing board, Chen Xiaoya playfully turns around, a pair of beautiful electric eyes appear crescent shaped, showing a pair of lovely little tiger teeth, pretending to be angry and saying: "Hao, you're skipping classes again today, so it's not good to go on like this, your credits will be deducted!"

Wu Haoyu, her boyfriend of Chen Xiaoya, is in the upper class of a city. Her parents are divorced. Her mother remarries and her father remarries. She has nothing but money. The young man in front of him took off his student uniform and wore a sportswear, full of sunshine. Of course, the premise is to ignore his coffin face.

Chen Xiaoya abdominal Fei, God, did you forget to put a smile on him when you carved his perfect face? How could it be so cold! Wu Haoyu put his hands in his pocket, and his eyes did not stop at Chen Xiaoya's body. He thought that she was transparent. "You can do it yourself for dinner."

Around Chen Xiaoya's side, Wu Haoyu glanced at the painting board in front of him. It was not a common obstacle, but always appeared in his way.

"Well, be careful on the way." Observing Wu Haoyu's frown, Chen xiaoyasi ignored his displeasure and didn't move forward to move her drawing board.

When Wu Haoyu walked by Chen Xiaoya, wisteria flowers fell again and fell from his shoulder Wu Haoyu was mercilessly trampled on the foot.

Until Wu Haoyu's figure disappeared in the line of sight, Chen Xiaoya lowered her eyes, looked at the crushed petals and sneered, "it's really a person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings."

Open the white paper on the drawing board, looking at the warm man with black strokes on the white paper, Chen Xiaoya tore off the cardboard and tore it to pieces. The breeze blew the scraps of paper and beautiful Wisteria petals.

Star night bar

at the top of the downtown area of city a, it is full of money and money. There are the most handsome Cowherd and sexy ladies in the city. Only you can't afford to play. It's enough for an ordinary family to spend a few lives here.

Under the night, just like the star night bar of European castle, let all kinds of handsome men and women have a prince princess dry addiction. Outside the VIP private room in 1987, the manager of the suit revolution was begging to please the beautiful man in front of him.

With a height of 180, his back is enough to kill a large number of people in the starry night bar. It's a face so beautiful that it can make women scream and men go crazy! Worthy of being the pillar of the star night bar! The most expensive cowherd in a city, Han Xiao!

But tonight, the beautiful man's face is not good, some of his sexy lips turn white, and he has some sweat on his forehead.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you must serve young master Hao in any case tonight. You must not screw it up, you know? Did you lose the medicine I asked Dr. Li to prescribe for you again? "

Manager Pang is going to cry. The little ancestor played big cards yesterday. Why did he catch a cold today? What's more, his gold master is coming tonight!

Han Xiaomei frowned, and the manager in front of him looked like a monk chanting sutras. He finally understood why the monkey king killed the Tang monk, because he was in this mood at the moment! I feel the same way!

"Shut up, it's so noisy!" After rubbing the broken hair in front of her forehead, Han Xiao crossed manager Pang's side and reached out to open the door of the private room.

Mr. Pang raised his hands in compromise and said, "you must keep your spirits up, eh? You know what, baby, come in quickly. Don't let young master Hao wait. "

This is also Han Xiao. If someone else talked to manager Pang like this, he would have been killed in the street.

"Mr. Fang, the manager, is here, but his fixed compartment is occupied by the members of the Sanhe society tonight. What should we do?" The beauty in the uniform of "Princess" in the starry night bar trotted over the hateful sky, which shows that this is a big deal.

"Special." Manager Pang is broken. This kind of thing has happened for the second time this month! After all, which king eight grandson dares to do a good thing, he does not want to do, he immediately sent him to the Western Heaven to learn scriptures!

Don't step up and find out that you are not a good man after you

Sexy beauty mouth, a face aggrieved: "these days, local tyrants are handsome, handsome men have boyfriends, let me wait for the house men and women look how can it?" Holding his hands in the shape of a heart, "Oh, Cupid, my big chest muscle, please drop it.""If you don't go, I'll crush you with my big chest tonight!"

"Coming, coming!" The beauty quickly followed up, and make complaints about it. You can get it. You are fat, not big breast! Don't be frightened by him, but show up quickly ～

"go to Dr. Li and take a smile's medicine and mix it into the wine

"All right, I'll go."

The moment the door closed, Han Xiao only felt that the whole world was finally quiet. In the dark room, the dim light from time to time hit Han Xiao's body. After shaking his heavy head, Han Xiao walked to the sofa easily.

His cold this time is not like the past, in the past, he slept all right, Han Xiao body back, the whole person like a lazy cat, comfortable closed eyes.

If it wasn't for the breath of another person in the room, he would have taken this place as his own private territory.

"Hao..." The thick nasal sound rings, the words behind have not yet said, the mouth has been blocked by slippery things.

Soft kiss fell on the lips, Han smile like the eyes of stars half curved, slender fingers rubbing Wu Haoyu's hair.

"Why are you sick?" The dragonfly kiss moved from Han Xiao's lips to his forehead.

Wu Haoyu with his forehead against Han Xiao's forehead, feeling from his higher body temperature.

"Oh, it's just a cold." After drinking too much last night, I woke up in the cold bathtub and found myself soaking all night in the cold bathtub.

The wrist was pulled up, Han Xiao looked at the person standing in front of him with a puzzled face and raised his eyebrows, "eh?"

"Come on, go to my place tonight." If others are dying, Wu Haoyu will not go to see more, but Han Xiao is different. This is a guy who has lost his hair and he is so nervous that he can't do it. Only when he faces Han Xiao, can he be the real Wu Haoyu!

"Take a break first." The heavy breath sound sprays out, the white cheek is scarlet, tonight drops the wine not to touch Han Xiao, has been intoxicated by the high fever.

"Didi" twice, the door opened, the bartender pushed the wine cart in, quietly put the red wine, fruit tray, quietly back out.

In this private room, there is a rule, that is, people who come in are not allowed to see, speak more, stay more, and they must leave at the fastest speed! Otherwise, I don't know how to hang up.

"No drinking."

Wu Haoyu stopped Han Xiao's drinking glass, and his tone was domineering and resolute! I have a fever and drink. I don't want to die, right!

Han Xiao shook the glass in his hand, and his cunning eyes looked at Wu Haoyu's paralyzed face through the glass, and suddenly giggled, "Hao, don't you know, do you want to detoxify with poison?"

"Bullshit, you dare to drink Laozi to kill you." The last tone dropped, Wu Haoyu increased the strength of holding Han Xiao's wrist, suggesting Han Xiao, he said, "do it!

"Oh, come on, drink this one, and have another." Seeing Wu Haoyu's Baogong face, Han Xiao felt better.

In 1982, Lafite infiltrated the larynx from the mouth, coupled with Han Xiao's enjoyment of the face, is undoubtedly a fatal temptation. For a moment, Wu Haoyu relaxed his grip on the wrist, and the sofa sank in half, and two top-quality boys began to drink.

On the ground, there were three or two bottles of wine. They were chatting and laughing, talking about the past, as if they were the only two in the world. It was a good feeling not to be disturbed.

The red sports car stops in front of the star night bar, and the parking boy politely opens the door for it.

Chen Xiaoya threw the key in her hand to him, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her dark eyes were full of displeasure, but she covered them up.

Thanks to Wu Haoyu, Chen Xiaoya is also a VIP of star night bar. She just wants to pick up drunk Wu Haoyu home, although she is not willing to!

"Miss Xue, this way, please. Master Hao is in the private room."

Security with Chen Xiaoya out of the elevator, this floor is private private private private rooms, not as noisy as the next few floors, decoration is also very tall!

"I'll just go myself." Refuse to follow others, Chen Xiaoya from the bag out of a delicate watch to wear on the wrist.

security glanced at her movements, politely turned away, and in mind, she was in a strange way. What a wonderful thing for the celebrities of this circle, take the master's horse for example, and put their men out to enjoy the fun. Not only did they not make complaints about it, but they also drove to pick up every time they were drunk.

Don't guess, women Laozi's egg hurts. There was no disgusting smell of smoke, only a strong smell of wine. Chen Xiaoya snapped his fingers and suddenly the dark compartment lit up.