Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 142 "Only look at him"

Chapter 142 "Only look at him"

He pinched her face with the other hand, "I'm so innocent, you slandered my innocence and returned my reputation!"

Su Yan avoided him, but he refused to let go, and went to grab the itchy flesh around her waist, Su Yan was amused by him.

Jiang Ye said: "Do you know if you are wrong or not?"

Su Yan was half-embraced by him, her face was full of smiles, her voice was tender and tender: "Wrong, wrong, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

Jiang Ye groaned twice before letting her go.

He frowned, clicked his tongue lightly, and looked at her suspiciously, "You didn't mean that time, did you, the time you stood outside the classroom and peeked?"

Su Yan straightened her drooping hair, "I didn't peek."

"Tsk." Jiang Ye raised his lips, blew upwards, and brushed his broken hair, looking frivolous and ruffian, "Vision problem, I really didn't kiss her, I don't like to talk to her."

"You talk like that again..." Su Yan stared at him.

Jiang Ye poohed twice, "I won't say, okay?"

The two stayed on the rooftop until they were about to go to self-study, 24 hours a day, and they spent nearly half an hour together.

Still having fun.

When Jiang Ye returned to the classroom, he was full of enthusiasm and elation.

He watched Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng click their tongues.

Su Yan clicked into the classroom, first went to the sports committee, and said that she was going to participate in the basketball game. The sports committee said, "You are late, and the people are fully recruited now."

Su Yan was disappointed, and shook her head with a smile: "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Who wants to turn around, "There is only a substitute, are you coming or not?"

Su Yan: "..."

Pulling lips: "Yes, I'm fine."

The sports committee told her about the training time and the meeting place, and Su Yan responded one by one, "Thank you."

"They're all in the same class, you're welcome."

That night, Su Yan returned home and told her parents about this matter while having dinner.

Su's father had no objection, instead he felt that it was good, that he could exercise more, be healthy, and be able to get along with his classmates in solidarity.

Mother Su put the chopsticks on the table and frowned: "Will it delay my study?"

He complained again: "It's already the third year of high school, and studying is more important, why are there still some basketball games?"

The smile on Su Yan's face faded little by little, and she was a little stiff.

Su's father came out in time to smooth things over: "Since it was the teacher's arrangement, there is naturally his reason. Why do you talk so much? Eat and eat."

He didn't care about making Su's mother stare at him, and hurriedly told Su Yan to eat more.

After returning to the bedroom, Su Yan locked the door and took out her phone to send a message to Jiang Ye.

Su Yan: [I participated. 】

The other side replied in time: [ok, have you ever played basketball?]

Su Yan: [No. 】

How can someone who she wants to avoid in gym class know how to play basketball?

Jye: [I'll teach you]

Jiang Ye was sitting on the deck, playing with the phone in his hand, and smiling at the screen of the phone.

Someone not far away was calling his name.

Jiang Ye looked up, "What's the matter?"

"What are you doing, Aye! Come and play!"

Hearing Fu Yang's high-pitched voice: "Don't disturb our Aye's love affair, okay? He's sweet and sweet, and he doesn't like to play with you guys!"

Someone yelled: "No way, no way, this is putting more emphasis on sex than friends."

"When did Young Master Jiang have a girlfriend? Why didn't I know?"

The boys became familiar with each other, and they said without hesitation: "Stupid, you don't know what happened 800 years ago, take it."

"Grass!"

Feng Hao yelled: "Su Yan, the top student in class 3 of science experiment in the third year of senior high school, knows everything casually—"

Jiang Ye finished replying the last message, hung up the phone, walked over at a leisurely pace, and gave Feng Hao a hijab, "What are you talking about?"

A boy suddenly jumped up, "I remember it! I remembered it! A long time ago, Ah Ye said that he would show us his sister-in-law. It's been so long, and I haven't seen anyone!"

Jiang Ye's eyebrows were loose and loose, and his tone was lazy and casual: "Want to see?"

He hooked his lips: "Dreaming——"

It was his daughter-in-law, and only he could see it.

(End of this chapter)

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