Chapter 282 Injecting Soul
Yin Simo shook his head, "I'm fine."

It really doesn't look that different.

Tang Jiaojiao also put this matter to the back of his mind, after all, intuition is such an illusory thing, unless it appears on its own initiative, it will be difficult to catch it.

"Your body, are you sure you can go to school?" Tang Jiaojiao raised his toes slightly to see the injury on Yin Simo's head.

A bottle was knocked on his forehead. When he was sent to the hospital, he had a few stitches. Now he is still wrapped in a piece of white gauze with medical tape on it.

"I don't know if there will be scars." Tang Jiaojiao opened his bangs and muttered.

Touching his uninjured forehead with his fingertips, and spraying his breath on his cheeks, Yin Simo only felt an itch creeping up his neck, his protruding Adam's apple rolled down, and he took a step back , to avoid Tang Jiaojiao's actions.

"It's just a small injury." He said indifferently, and stretched out his hand to loosen the narrow black tie at the neckline. The shirt, which was originally ironed and flattened by him, instantly became wrinkled and crumpled, and the tie hung crookedly. with.

There is actually a taste of being handsome and handsome.

Tang Jiaojiao crossed his chest with one hand and looked at him with his cheek resting on the other.

Yin Simo, who looks like this, still has the feeling of a demon school girl in a girl's manga.

It's just that there is a little soul missing, but she can help inject it!
"Do you want to be a handsome girl comic hero? Come on, read the lines with me-damn it, I'm actually attracted to you, ah, you maddeningly sweet woman..."

Tang Jiaojiao vividly learned the domineering school language, and the expression on his face could probably be described as cool and domineering.

Yin Simo: "..." No, he didn't think about it at all.

Yin Simo looked at her silently for a few seconds.

Then, turn around and leave.

"Tsk, am I being rejected?"

Xiao Ai: Very good, and self-knowledge.

Of course, it’s fine to complain about these words in your heart, but on the face, you still say: "That is the child of destiny is too ignorant, he is not worthy of you, the noble host!"

"Little Love."

"exist!"

"It's almost enough, you look too greasy."

Xiao Ai: "..." Hehe, the hateful violent man deserves to be despised by Yin Simo, I really can't sympathize with her at all.

Tang Jiaojiao couldn't hear Xiao Ai's voice, and she had to go to school today, so she didn't have extra time to waste on insignificant things.

For Yin Simo's breakfast, Tang Jiaojiao had already been mentally prepared.

Yin Simo doesn't like having outsiders at home, and he's not proficient in cooking, so the most likely option for breakfast is takeaway, or fried sausage and eggs.

However, when Tang Jiaojiao saw the things on the dining table, he couldn't help but torture his soul.

what is this? ?

Two bottles of milk and a bag of bread.

Milk is customized fresh milk.

The bread is fresh bread from a Michelin chef.

It looks good, but compared to Tang's delicious meals, imagining Yin Simo drinking milk and eating bread alone is a bit bleak.

"Do you usually eat this?"

"Well." Yin Simo didn't think there was anything wrong, he was not a materialistic person, but more efficient.

Milk bread is very suitable.

Tang Jiaojiao's eyes became even more distressed. Her family's little Momo is such a wealthy person, how could he suffer this wronged?
I couldn't help but ask, "So, why did you move here alone?"

Yin Simo, who was eating bread, suddenly choked.

He thought, Tang Jiaojiao must not be allowed to know the reason why he moved here!

(End of this chapter)

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