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The beautiful skin falls into ashes, and the interesting soul lets it fly.

In the sky and under the ground, on and under the bed.

Give you an expression and experience it yourself.

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It's time to leave. Even though Lilian has lived for so long, men and women are not allowed to get along with each other...

"Don't leave."

He held Ye Mingyu's clothes with one hand.

Turning back, Lilian looked at him pitifully.

The violet curtain was swept up by the wind, and the moonlight leaked into the house from the floor-to-ceiling window.

I have to say that some people are born with scenery.

The towering platinum tower in the middle of the city is dotted with orange light. Looking at the room, Lilian's side face, and the white and tender hands holding the corner of her clothes.

It was a glimpse of beauty.

Ye Mingyu didn't say anything, but just sat down next to Lilian.

The lonely man and the widowed woman live together in the same room, which is so chaotic after drinking... cough.

Whether to be sound or drive, this is a question.

Lilian leaned over little by little, hugged Ye Mingyu, and his hot body came over, and the heartbeats of the two seemed to be connected.

A very soft body, softer than imagined, with a little rose fragrance.

The sound of melting snow is rubbing against my ears:

"Xiao Mingyu, actually I want...I want..."

Ye Mingyu suddenly understood, but his expression changed, but he was one step slower.

"vomit--"

"Lilian, you vomited me! You said you're not drunk?"

"Not drunk!"

"You loli bat girl, are you lying?"

"I'm a blood clan!"

......

Ye Mingyu walked out of the room and glanced at Lilian's sleeping face through the crack in the door. After all, she had a poor alcohol tolerance and became drowsy after a few minutes.

Gently pull the door up, and the lock ring makes a crisp sound of buckle.

The wall lights on both sides of the corridor are on.

He stepped on the empty footsteps, walked through the mural corridor, returned to the room, changed his clothes full of vomit, and lay flat on the bed.

Being targeted by the evil villain is nothing, but something else that makes him worry.

First, it is about the engagement proposed by the president.

It's really a word! He is still a minor, how can he bear to take action?

Engagement has to be screwed up.

But the matter has been alleviated, and the worst thing is now... the expedition team.

According to Lilian, the Thirteenth District will send cadres to inspect and retest their talents.

trouble.

Very troublesome.

Ye Mingyu was in an extremely heavy mood and he was unwilling to accept it.

I finally got rid of the system and finally stepped into the door of passers-by's life. Is it going to end just now?

How could I allow this to happen?!

You should know that depravity is a kind of thought, and thought is not afraid of difficulties.

Fortunately, God is blessed and the school will start tomorrow.

In modern magic society, no student can get rid of the French Open of compulsory education, including Ye Mingyu.

This gave him a chance to breathe.

And as far as he knows, Iwacheng No. 1 Middle School has the sixth-ranked library in the Thirteenth District, which contains a large number of modern classics.

Although Ye Mingyu is knowledgeable, he has never been proud.

He firmly believed that he was never the only genius in the world, not to mention that this era has passed two thousand years since his death in his previous life.

In the past two thousand years, countless geniuses will definitely work hard and publish various amazing theories.

Ye Mingyu is about to hold fate's throat between the scroll and the history books!

So what about the protagonist's halo?

He once followed the system and traveled around the world, how could he be defeated by the halo of the mere protagonist?

Thinking of this, a sudden abnormal movement occurred.

Roaring, leaves rubbing.

Suddenly, a pair of scarlet eyes fluttered behind the blinds.

"who?"

Ye Mingyu was alert.

He turned over and got out of bed, opened the drawer, took out the folding knife, and rushed to the window and saw the night crow flying away from the branches of the ancient vine tree.

The whole set of actions is smooth and smooth, so quick that there is no extravagance.

The crow's red eyes fell into his eyes.

Ye Mingyu just raised his hand and pushed the window, and with a "swoosh", the folding knife with the spell of "Saraville's Blade" flew out.

A ray of blood splashed in the air.

The tip of the knife shining with cold light nailed the night crow to the trunk, and the feathers flew with a bang.

"I hope there will be no accident when school starts tomorrow." Ye Mingyu murmured,

In a confined secret room several miles away.

A mirror shattered.

"ah--"

Amid the screams, the pale-faced young man covered his eyes and blood flowed out from his fingers.

"Can he see me?"

"How could he see me?"
Chapter completed!