The reason why Ann saved her was really not a conscience discovery. That's because she not only wants Mu Jingchen, but even her mother wants to snatch it from her!

This kind of human heart is terrible!

Ann just wants to compare her and snatch everything that should belong to her, wait and see!

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

A door opened suddenly, and a nice, slightly languid voice rang out.

Xia Yimo raised his head and faced Ling Feiyi's demonic face. The corners of the good-looking mouth are wickedly upturned, and it looks bad.

"I'm going to the studio." Raise your leg to leave.

But soon, the tall and handsome boy grabbed his wrist, pulled it in another direction, and said domineeringly: "Don't go, Brother Chen is not so boring!" I want to think about what to play....... Swimming, drag racing, forget it, you can continue to play games with me! ”

Xia Yimo struggled a few times, wanted to pull her wrist out, and complained angrily: "...... Still fighting, you dragged Mu Jingchen all night, I haven't settled accounts with you yet! Do you know that staying up late is easy to die suddenly? ”

Ling Feiyi turned around suddenly, a handsome smile on his good-looking face, and his maverick hair was simply blind: "How are you going to settle accounts with me?" Play games with me until I give up? ”

Xia Yimo rolled her eyes violently.

"Go to the gym first, then play games." Ling Feiyi made his own claim.

was pulled by him and couldn't dodge at all, Xia Yimo couldn't complain powerlessly: "...... Don't make decisions for me, hey, I didn't promise you. ”

"I'll let you go!" Smirked raised eyebrows.

The grape-like black eyes turned a few times, and the girl suddenly shouted coquettishly as if complaining: "Mu Jingchen, Ling Feiyi bullied me, you take care of him!" ”

"Brother Chen, are you back?" Ling Feiyi turned around unhurriedly.

As soon as his hand loosened, he saw that the girl who was still beside him had already run away, sticking out her tongue cutely at him and running into the studio.

Ling Feiyi picked the corners of his mouth unhappily: "......"

Hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The games room is going on with a funny and funny scene.

The tall and handsome boy sat on the sofa, his handsome face contorted, obedient and obedient, and patiently motionless. The delicate-faced girl smiled evilly and showed a few small white teeth, and her thumb and middle finger circled in an "O" shape, leaving a popping chestnut in the boy's skull.

"That's it!" Xia Yimo smiled and withdrew her little hand.

Ling Feiyi glanced at her unconvinced, her demonic face was domineering: "My score will definitely be higher than you in the next game, wait!" ”

Xia Yimo shrugged: "People with low scores are going to be bulleted in the brain, this is the most perverted game rule I have ever seen!" ”

Of course, it was Ling Feiyiding.

Raising his hand and knocking on her little head, before Xia Yimo blew up her hair, Ling Feiyi got up coolly: "Otherwise, what's the point of playing?" "Dial the inside line, the voice is good," two glasses of juice...... Wait a minute,"

Thinking of something, he turned around and asked Xia Yimo, who was swinging his mobile phone to play: "Hey, what do you want to drink?" ”

"It's all right!" Xia Yimo was chatting with Mu Jingchen seriously, without even raising his head.

The corners of Ling Feiyi's mouth twitched, and she inexplicably didn't like her to look at herself, and said unhappily: "There is no drink called 'all, but, to'!" ”

"Fruit tea!" Quickly raised his little head to say a word, and soon knocked on his phone again.

Ling Feiyi: "A cup of juice and a cup of fruit tea, game room." ”

"Mu Jingchen is coming back!" Xia Yimo spoke happily, her beautiful eyes shining.

Ling Feiyi crossed Erlang's legs: "Oh! ”

So now, she is chatting with his brother Chen?

Downstairs.

The maid was about to go upstairs with a beautiful color of fruit tea and juice, and An Wei glanced at it, and the corners of her mouth immediately rose with a malicious smile.

Xia Yimo and ...... Ling Feiyi? (The demon school grass is too black: Young master, please let go.) 6767330)--

( Demon School Grass is too black: Young Master, please let it go)