Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Chapter 323, Li Wen Cang's Popularity [1]

"what……"

Li Shoucang opened his eyes, his hand touched the past, a wet.

After deep, he is deeply closed, and he once again opened his eyes and looked at the sky outside the small window.

The sky is gray, the sky is bright.

He got up, put the coolness of the leaves, and he was a loft, and packed up his body.

He is a school.

I have taught it before.

Of course, what do he know that he last night, what does it mean?

He has the first dream of the first time.

Although he did not see the face of the person in the dream, he still felt very shame, how can he do a dream of this difficult tooth when he is sleeping with Ye Sweetheart?

Strong Cang rushed a shower with cold water.

He opened the door of the bookstore, went to the kitchen, ready for breakfast.

In casserole, white rice and clear water have a magical chemical reaction.

He himself has a punch in the cool air.

He is red, a punch, every time you have a punch, all have a fierce murder.

He must have a distraction caused by this dream, a little bit from his own heart.

Soon after the sake of the power, Ye Xinxin woke up, she lying in the quiet bookstore, the air is all the book's ink, that kind of smell, let her feel the heart.

Her eyes, slowly flowing down the tears.

She thought, was too comfortable after she was reborn.

I will enter her dream quietly, and remind her with myself. She is deeply enrilled with the blood sea of the land of the city?

The dream last night came too much.

Dreaming in the heart of the city and the pair of hearts, in her heart, I also have a burst of ripple.

Gu Yancheng said, I'm not his child.

Then, who is the child?

About that night, she didn't remember anything, she only remembered that when she woke up, all the people said that she had a relationship with Gu Yancheng.

Dedicated with a large number of exit, fulfills her and the speech.

Ye Xiangxin covers his own face, how can she do such a dream?

If you are not the child of the Gu Yancheng, why did Hu Yancheng never tell her?

That night, if I have a relationship with her, it is not a consultation city, why will she wake up in the same bed?

Why do other people discover her and the things of Hu Yancheng?

I have.

My kind.

The crystal tears, dripping a drop in hair.

Ye Xiangxin got off the attic, found a sign pen, she lowered, carefully painted the face of my children on a piece of paper.

The face of the bobes, is displayed on the paper little one.

That is the little face in Ye Xiangxin memory, innocent, innocent and innocent.

In the eyebrows, there is a familiar look.