Chen Wang: "I found that you are really a dog who can't spit out ivory from your mouth."

"Yeah." Xie Yanke responded politely, his eyes bent into two crescent bridges, "Then try to vomit?"

"…Fuck." Chen Huang began to grind his teeth again.

Just as Shen Wang couldn't control his mood and wanted to press Xie Yan directly on the sofa and beat him up, the people watching next to him finally came back to their senses.

The few girls in the class gathered together, looking at them dreamily, and let out a low scream of exclamation from their mouths.

"I'm done, I'm showing off my dog ​​food on the spot."

"What a damn posture, but it's so terrifying."

"Why are the two of them going up and down the posture, but the person who is moved is me?"

Chen Wang: "..."

Chen Wang was really convinced. These people who were obsessed with melon-eating people had a big idea. They all knew that he and Xie Yan had girlfriends, but they were willing to knock on their CPs, and they couldn't even be disassembled.

What's more, you have to write fantasy in the post bar, draw fantasy pictures, and even edit fantasy videos.

When Chen Wang saw the "kissing" fan video of himself and Xie Yan from Shi Sang, he was so shocked that he almost threw his phone down.

The low voices of the melon-eating crowd were still roaring, and the deep eyebrows also jumped. After only half a second, he let go of Xie Yan's hand expressionlessly.

Then he sat up straight and clearly drew a line with Xie Yan, as if he was not familiar with him.

Not only did he hear these words, but also Xie Yan was pressed on the sofa.

Xie Yan didn't react much, but just chuckled casually, and did not put the girls' words in his ears, and slowly supported himself.

The sofa was so big. When they came here just now, a few boys huddled on the sofa had already taken the initiative to make way out, but no matter how much they gave up, the sofa was still so big.

Chen Wang is still next to Xie Yan.

Thinking of the messy fan-written texts in the post bar, Chen Huang frowned again: "Can you not get so close to me?"

Xie Yan seemed a little sleepy. After straightening up, he leaned back and leaned back to the back of the sofa behind him. His thick eyelids were hanging down, and he didn't even look at him: "Then where am I sitting?"

Chen Wang glanced at the opposite side: "Overside, isn't there a seat?"

Xie Yan finally lifted his eyes, and his voice was slightly tired: "No."

"Why can't it work?"

"My girl won't like me sitting with other girls."

"..." Chen Wang said, "Then will your girl like you to sit with other boys?"

Hearing this, Xie Yan laughed loudly, his long eyelashes like crow feathers were still hanging down, but there was a little bit of indescribable meaning in his voice: Of course, other boys can't do it either."

When Chen Wang heard what he said, his intuition was a little bad.

However, before he could stop him, Xie Yan slowly raised his head, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes looked over, and his eyes were extremely ambiguous: "But you can't tell me."

Chen Wang: "..."

The deadly eyelids hopped again.

Come here, come again.
Chapter completed!