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1382. What is the autumn wind sad painting fan 31

But in fact, his willingness to cook at first was just a step to calculate her heart and create for himself the image of a prodigal son returning to his beloved.

When? Seeing her eating the food she cooked with a crooked look on her face, Gu Ningyi felt more and more satisfied. He gradually gave up on any calculations. Every time he cooked, he just wanted to give her a smile.

However, later on, no matter how sumptuous and delicious the food he made, she could no longer see her purse her lips and give him a faint smile, and say "not bad" duplicitously.

He stared at her delicate and beautiful profile, with a flash of pain in his eyes.

Zhen Shan noticed the gaze next to him, raised his head, and asked him with his mouth: "What's wrong?"

Aning bit the penholder and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Zhen Shan noticed that the answers on his test paper were the same as hers, and couldn't help but laugh. Is the little Loli copying the answers herself?

However, do I need to copy her answer to this kind of question?

Zhen Shan looked at his answer to the second question, "A thousand purples and reds", and his red lips twitched slightly. This answer was handed in. Shouldn't it be a zero score?

That would not only embarrass Aning who copied her answer, but she herself would be embarrassed to death first.

However, it's not that she doesn't want to answer the question well, this is indeed the answer from the bottom of her heart. Who said that ghosts must like flesh and blood, and they must like black?

It is precisely because I have been wallowing in blood for a long time that I long for the ordinaryness of human beings. It is also precisely because I have walked in black so much that I look forward to seeing the colorful world when the sun rises.

Zhen Shan looked at the ceiling, wondering if he should revise his answer? Don't let the little girl copy out zero points for him.

But, think about it and forget it, trouble!

If the "teacher" above dares to give her a duck egg, hahaha!

"Teacher" suddenly trembled, feeling a gust of evil wind blowing across his forehead. He glanced at the vice-president carefully, and then quickly looked away. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He didn't do anything, why were you staring at him?

Ziyou?

Scared to death!

Adhering to the principle that if you are not good, you will not let others be good, the "teacher" looked at the three people in Nan Chong with more and more sinister eyes!

I'll scare you to death to calm my wounded heart!

The three people from Nanchong: "..."

If this continues, if they are not killed by ghosts, they will be killed by themselves first!

The unprecedented feeling of powerlessness made Nanchong feel very irritable, and the gentle disguise on his face could hardly be broken.

It's not like he has never been to the bounty world, and he has experienced nine deaths, but never once was he as powerful as he is now.

No matter which game world Nanchong went to in the past, no one would respond to him because of his identity. Many players actually knew in their hearts that Nanchong often used them as stepping stones, but his seniority and numerous props can guarantee that

They are certain to survive, so only people ask for their cooperation.

But this time Nan Chong hit the wall as soon as he came in. Lin Feng and the others were wary of him, but were not afraid of him. In addition, Zhen Shan acted unconventionally and ignored him at all, which caused his plans to be confused again and again.

The number of people around you who can be used is decreasing one by one, and the situation is getting more and more difficult.

Nan Chong's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, his eyes were full of coldness, and there was a trace of fear that he did not want to admit.

It had been many years since he had been forced to this level, but this time, not even a day after entering the game world, he felt that he had no way out.

Haha, isn't it just a temporary bow?

It’s not like he hasn’t done it before!

As long as he can return to the central world, he will win. Those who dare to disobey him, is he afraid that he will not have time to clean up one by one?

As for that woman Zhen Shan, well, sooner or later, he will make her surrender under his feet.

While enduring the ghastly gaze, Nan Chong was able to answer questions while calculating and amplifying his words in his mind. He was indeed a talent.

It's just that he may not know that for those who dare to say such things to Zhen Shan, the grass on the grave is really taller than the person. Of course, most of them don't even have a grave at all.

The demon concubine didn't know that she was being targeted again, but she knew it and didn't care. As long as it wasn't a certain man, everything would be easy.

Of course, Zhen Shan didn't know that someone she was afraid of was sitting next to her, pretending to be cute without any limits to win her attention.

All I can say is that when it comes to face, after so many years of practice, she still can't compare to Gu someone!

This is really a very sad truth!

At this time, the demon concubine was struggling with the test paper, and the corners of her lips twitched more and more the further she wrote.

[Do you have someone you like?] [What is your ideal partner like?]

Zhen Shan almost thought that he was on a blind date?

No, this campus is nothing but ghosts. So what if she writes down her ideal partner? Should she be given a ghost husband?

I don’t even think about whether she wants it or not!

If you really want to, there will be no fewer ghosts in hell than here, right?

Zhen Shan couldn't help but rolled his eyes and directly wrote "you", "a well-behaved little monk"!

Gu Ningyi's eyes were fixed on the words "well-behaved little monk" and she couldn't move her eyes away.

He gnashed his teeth in his heart, "Prostitute monk! A scum who corrupts the Buddhist rules and precepts!"

How dare a monk seduce his president? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Oh, maybe it was because God couldn't stand the sin of the perverted monk, so he was struck to death by a thunderbolt!

Deserve it!

Let him approach the president with evil intentions!

It would be better to die!

Even if he doesn't die, Gu Ningyi swears that he will skin him!

Son of a bitch!

Gu cursed Wuchen angrily in his heart, not knowing at all that the two of them had the same soul. When he cursed Wuchen, he was probably cursing himself, right?

Of course, knowing that, Gu Ningyi would also curse viciously. Just as Zhen Shan said, even if they are reincarnations of fragments with split souls, they are still separate individuals now, unless they wait until their souls are completely unified and the god awakens.

Zhen Shan continued to answer the questions indifferently, but the last one was a bit interesting.

[If your husband has hurt and betrayed you once, would you be willing to look back after a thousand years of atonement?]
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