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Chapter 103 Harm to the flowers of the motherland?Not interested in

Chapter 103 Harm to the flowers of the motherland?Not interested in
"Master Yan." Zhang Meng came to Yan Zhihao's side without making a sound, the weakness on his face was unbearable to see.

Yan Zhihao turned his head, glanced at Zhang Meng, then turned back: "I can't lie down properly, why did I come out?"

"It's almost healed, and I'll be able to participate in training soon." Zhang Meng stood beside Yan Zhihao, as if he didn't dare to sit beside him without his order.

"Sit here." Yan Zhihao moved to the side to make room for Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng sat down carefully, feeling uneasy: "Master Yan, I think... I want to ask... how is that girl you care about...?"

"Why do you ask this, take a good rest, don't stay outside for too long." Saying that, Yan Zhihao got up and entered the room.

Lying alone on the bed, Yan Zhihao was upset, looking at Lin Ziran's photo on his phone, he couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.

Sure enough, I still can't bear it.

Even though the photos were deleted, she still couldn't help but restore them, but no matter how much she misses her, she will never be her own.

"buckle"

"Come in." Yan Zhihao put away his phone, closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap.

"Young master, are you still thinking about that woman?" Ling closed the door, slowly approached Yan Zhihao on the bed, and sat down gently on the side again.

Yan Zhihao didn't speak, and didn't even want to open his eyes.

"Young master, are you really unable to let go and want to get her?" Ling asked, seeing that Yan Zhihao still didn't answer, he made up his mind and got up to leave immediately.

"So what? Zero, during this special period, I hope you don't make any trouble." Yan Zhihao opened his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes still seem to hang on his face, "If you want to do something, you have to wait until the game is over rear."

Zero clenched his fist, but the plan in his heart could only be given up temporarily.

"Young Master Feng, why have you been absent-minded lately?" 775 saw that Feng Yuhan was always distracted in class, so he took advantage of lunch time to ask the bottom line.

"Which eye did you see?" Feng Yuhan raised his indifferent eyes, and there was a flash of arrogance in them.

"I have seen my charming big eyes and the two lenses that are bigger than the eyes." 775 pointed to his glasses, "Since that dance, you have always been like this, always distracted."

"Prom?" Feng Yuhan couldn't help but think of those two faces when the prom was mentioned.

Let him lose face in front of many people.

Feng Yuhan has always been proud and arrogant, if he offended him, he will definitely find a way to repay him double.

Little couple?
He, Feng Yuhan, swore that he would definitely let this young couple be strangers!
"Hey! Young Master Feng? Young Master Feng!" 775 pulled Feng Yuhan out of his thoughts, "Look, I'm distracted again, what are you thinking about?"

"Miss you." Feng Yuhan looked serious, and after a few seconds of staring at 775, he calmly ate his meal.

"Miss me..." 775 carefully weighed these two words, and since then he has been distracted in class and sleepless at night, only thinking about how to persuade Feng Yuhan to give up on herself and walk on the right path of sexual orientation.

On the way back to the classroom, the three girls squatted furtively around the corner, waiting for Feng Yuhan and 775 to appear.

Hearing footsteps approaching, a girl was pushed out, and then looked at Feng Yuhan and 775 standing in front of her in panic.

"I, my that, Senior Feng... I, you... I, I like you!" The girl suddenly handed out a love letter, this brave behavior startled 775.

Seeing Feng Yuhan just looking at the love letter with lowered eyebrows, the girl became more and more nervous.

"Well, junior, I advise you to sneak away quickly, or wait a little longer..." 775 advised in a low voice.

"First day? I'm not interested in puppy love harming the flowers of the motherland." As he spoke, Feng Yuhan brushed past her without leaving any words.

"Don't be sad, you should go back and study hard, what kind of love is it in the first year of junior high school?" 775 patted her on the shoulder, and quickly caught up with Feng Yuhan.

(End of this chapter)

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