Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

October Temple NO.32

[69 Book Bar-www.] "Wenren, who is he!"

With an absolutely confident smile on his lips, Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows with interest and stared at Leng October.

Wen Cai noticed the existence of Leng Yueyue. The man was as cold as ice. His sense of presence was very low, but his hidden power was very strong.

--------------------------------------------------

----------------------------------------

On the third floor, Leng October looked at the people sweating wantonly. He played a big tennis ball under the pressure. Sweating is indeed a good way to relax. He sat on the rest chair on the side and listened to bang bang bang——

The chaotic and rhythmless sound of the tennis ball hitting the bottom made me feel the restlessness in my heart begin to calm down.

"October, do you want to skip a grade?"

The phone rang suddenly. He picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. After ringing for a long time, Leng Shiyue pursed his lips before answering the phone and putting it to his ear.

There were words of doubt and confusion. He was a sunny boy, but he was shy and gentle to others. Especially to Leng October, he could be said to be a follower.

He has been following Leng Shiyue since the sixth grade of elementary school. One has a cold face, while the other is sunny. It’s useless to ignore it, and it’s useless to look coldly. No matter what, he doesn’t care, and treats Leng Shiyue from the beginning to the end.

are friends.

"No!"

Leng Shiyue's face softened. For this dog-skin plaster, Leng Shiyue really admired it. The corners of his cold mouth were slightly raised, but it was only for a moment, but he was seen by Jiang Yan who had just gone upstairs. It seemed that at that moment it was

The ice and snow are melting, and the flowers are blooming softly in spring.

"Then why did the teacher say that you have to skip a grade to study in the Internet Prison?"

Yang Zijie was also curious. He went to sign up today and asked if Leng Yueyue was coming, but he got such an answer. He called several times but no one answered. Why didn't he get through now?

"Maybe."

Leng Yueyue's sharp eyes looked at Jiang Yan, his gaze was fiery and inquiring. If there was no hostility, Leng Yueyue would have closed his eyes long ago. The cold ice seemed to be filled with cold air, which was in contrast to Jiang Yan's high-spirited expression.

Flames collided, fire was extinguished and ice melted, and neither person was pleased.

"I won't let you go."

Yang Zijie felt a little depressed when he heard that. He knew that Tennis in October was very good, but he didn't expect that he would jump to the Tennis Academy. I heard that it was a dream academy for tennis players. He also knew that Tennis in October was very good.

I will definitely make it to the Internet Prison, but I didn’t expect it to be so soon.

"Dudududu——"

Yang Zijie looked at his phone. If he hadn't been used to October's personality, he would have been angry. He went too far and hung up on him. He puffed up his cheeks and looked very cute on his pretty face.

Leng YueYue put down the phone in her hand and turned around and walked into the storage room. The other party's gaze was too hot, as if she was excited to see prey. However, Leng YueYue disdainful. This was the first time that she was seen as prey.

But it’s not certain who is whose prey in the end.

--------------------------------------------------

----------------------------------------
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next