Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Xia Zhiye: "...It's okay."

    It's okay, sir!

    Sure enough, he made up that ghost story!

    No wonder Xia Zhiye was originally too cold, but suddenly he became enthusiastic about [people, beautiful, rich, rich women].

    It is no wonder that the pure and beautiful male high school student who used to speak very little, suddenly opened his heart to a strange netizen and poured out his heart on the first day he was about to start the 21-day cold treatment plan.

    No wonder a companion who never had a voice turned on suddenly that night and told a ghost story that was almost tailor-made for him.

    It turns out that everything is a routine.

    In fact, he has long since fallen, but Xia Zhiye is still playing him, teasing him, playing with him, deceiving his feelings and playing with him.

    I can't help but make up ghost stories to scare him!

    After scaring him, I will come back to sleep with him!

    What a shit!

    Thinking of the shameful chat records of her elder brother, the elder brother, and the younger brother, who loved and ignored them, and the bunch of cute emojis that were enough to completely collapse the cool brother character, Song Yan only felt a surge of energy and blood In his heart: "Xia Zhiye, you die for Lao Tzu!"

                                           Not so."

    "Don't be a fart! Give me the knife! If I don't kill people today, I won't be named Song!"

    If the previous Song Yan was just sad and angry, the current Song Yan is full of shame and anger.

    Xia Zhiye also knew that this must be his own fault, so he could only hold Song Yan tightly, looking down at his beautiful face that was so angry : "I'm sorry, my fault, my problem, is that I'm too shameless, I'm filthy and filthy in order to catch up with you, I'll do anything, it's just despicable and shameless, you can beat or scold, But we are still very young, and the road ahead is still very long, you give me a chance, but also give yourself a chance, so get rid of the qi, get rid of the qi, no one can replace the body when the anger is bad."

    Song Yan didn't know where Xia Zhiye came from, so he scolded, "Shut up! You bastard...uh."

    Boom.

     Xia Zhiye bowed his head and kissed before he finished scolding.

    Suddenly the blood surged even more: "You still dare to kiss... um."

    Another kiss.

    "I'm going to **** you... um."

    Kissed again.

    "Your uncle... um."

    Still kissed.

    A few mouthfuls, soft lips touched gently, and the anger was forced back from her mouth, so that Song Yan even forgot what she wanted to scold, and could only be angry He had to kick Xia Zhiye again.

    Xia Zhiye hugged him without letting go, let him kick, and coaxed in a low voice, "I didn't break it at the time because I was afraid you would be angry, and I didn't know what you were thinking at that time, You can only save the country with a curve, definitely not trying to cheat your companion money, just simply want to cheat your sex. And the guarantor has a lot of money and a little rich woman. You know I know that there will never be a third person. Know."

    "Okay." Song Yan gritted her teeth and sneered, "You said that playing with the game is about saving the country with a curve, then what about the ghost story? It's also saving the country with a curve?"

    Xia Zhiye's voice was low and soft: "You can't sleep well alone, I'm afraid you think I won't be able to hold back and find me back, so I think of a way. Anyway, I promised you You have to sleep together in the future, so unless there is a force majeure factor, I will guard you to sleep, make sure you get a good night’s sleep every day, and never break your promise.”

    Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with sincere and gentle eyes, not like a fake at all. The long and dense eyelashes shone a shallow halo under the light, against the clear light brown eyes, looking at Song Yan's heart moved again.

    It seems not unforgivable.

    After all, because of her awkward personality, Xia Zhiye really thought of a lot of ways.

    Otherwise it wouldn't be so frustrating.

    Song Yan's face was cold, her lips were stretched, but her eyelashes trembled slightly.

      it is good."

    Song Yan looked at the red and seductive lips in front of her, and her heart thumped.

    Then the red lips slowly opened and closed: "If you forgive me, let me kiss it, okay?"

    The voice was low, slack and hoarse, coaxing people in a low voice, the breath fell on Song Yan's cheeks and ears, slightly hot and seductive, making Song Yan's heart thump twice.

    Song Yan didn't know why she was so angry that she wanted to kill Xia Zhiye a minute ago, but this minute she was coaxed by Xia Zhiye to make her face red.

    Seeing Xia Zhiye's lips getting closer and closer, Song Yan's throat rolled up and down, not knowing whether to let Xia Zhiye kiss him or kick Xia Zhiye flying.

    Then the door squeaked and made a decision for him: "Xia... Zhiye."

    As soon as the voice fell, the two turned their heads, and the three looked at each other briefly.

    Song Yan was completely stunned when she saw the person coming.

    Light brown big waves, tall and slender figure, peach eyes very similar to Xia Zhiye, and a blingbling Cartier diamond bracelet on the wrist.

    Familiar dress, familiar appearance, familiar sense of lethality.

    After being surprised for a while, the other party immediately resumed a charming smile: "Hello, little brother, we meet again, let me introduce, I am Xia Zhiye's cousin, Xia Yu. You continue , remember to come out on time at eight o'clock to cut the cake."

    After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

    Song Yan in the rest of the room looked indifferent and sluggish, and seemed to be dead, but not completely dead.

    At that moment, all he could think about was his noble and glamorous sentence when he saw this beautiful rich woman at the school gate today, "Although I don't know what your relationship is, I still want to By the way, Xia Zhiye is underage and is no longer single, so I hope you will be careful."

    Be careful.

    Size.

    Well, in proportion.

    Song Yan looked at Xia Zhiye and had the last hope: "Is she really your cousin?"

    Xia Zhiye can fully understand Song Yan's feelings of wanting to disappear on Earth now, and she can't bear it, but she still chooses to nod honestly: "She is."

    She is.

    So the beautiful rich lady and sister who I thought had bad intentions towards Xia Zhi was actually her cousin.

    In the end, she also warned Xia Zhiye to stay away from her.

    I also used the little rich woman's vest to compete with her.

    I even arrogantly declared sovereignty in front of her face.

    The most extreme thing is that she also saw herself and Xia Zhiye hugging and hugging with her own eyes.

    At that moment, Song Yan decided to personally dig out an emperor-level double tomb for Xia Zhiye.

    After killing him, he will be buried with him.

    He no longer wants to live alone in this dirty world full of shame and social death.

    This life is too long, destroy it, he is tired.

    "Xia Zhiye."

    "Huh?"

    "Let's die."

    “???”