bdsm-fiction Chapter 442
Chapter 442
When he ran past him, he deliberately snorted at him.
Looking at her struggling, her face seemed to be full of the words 'I'm not afraid of you', Yang Ming couldn't help laughing.
The simple Mo Xiaoxi, where will be the opponent of Yang Haiwang, the old oilman, who is in the middle of the heart with a slight agitation.
After moving his muscles and bones slightly, Yang Ming immediately followed.
"Xiaoxue, it's time to meet again, I thought you wouldn't be here today.
Mo Xiaoxi, who pretended to be cold, subconsciously looked at his side when he heard this.
Who's Xiaoxue? There's
no one around me.
Is he talking to me?
Mo Xiaoxi didn't pay attention, and quickly shook off Yang Ming.
"Xiaoxue, don't speed up, otherwise you won't be able to run again after three laps
!" "Mo Xiaoxi finally couldn't help but stop, and turned his head to glare at Yang Ming:
"Who do you call Xiaoxue?" "Of course it's you, Xiaoxue, you don't even remember your name?"
"Who told you that my name is Xiaoxue? My name is Mo Xiaoxi! Not called Xiaoxue! You are insane!"
It turns out that your name is Mo Xiaoxi, uh-huh, I remembered, Xiaoxi, don't run so fast, wait for me. "
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Mo Xiaoxi knew that he was being tricked by Yang scumbag no matter how simple he was.
Angry and stomped his feet.
Why am I so stupid, didn't I take the initiative to tell this scumbag my name!
Yang Ming knew the name of Mo Xiaoxi the next day.
On the third day, the routine went out of her college, the financial management major of the School of Economics of BGI.
On the fourth day, it was no longer a secret where she was in Yang Ming.
On the fifth day, Mo Xiaoxi didn't dare to go again.
Obviously, every time I go, I made up my mind that I would never say a word to him, but that dead scumbag's routines are endless, and there is always a way to make myself speak.
She was afraid that if she continued like this, even the specific address of her home and the information of the family's household registration book could be found out by him.
"Hey, Xiaoxi, I've never seen you at this point and haven't gotten up yet, didn't you go for a morning run today?" Half an hour before class, the roommate who opened the bed curtain looked at Mo Xiaoxi who was still lying on the bed in surprise.
At this point in normal times, Mo Xiaoxi has either taken a shower after coming back from a morning run, or has already gone out for breakfast.
"No, I want to sleep a little more today. Mo Xiaoxi said sullenly.
It's strange to say, whether it's going to class and eating or going back to the dormitory to rest in the next whole day, Mo Xiaoxi's whole state is a little listless, it seems that nothing is right, and he feels that he has something shortcoming.
"Xiaoxi, you're not in the right state, how do you feel like you haven't woken up all day? When she returned to the dormitory in the evening, her roommate noticed her abnormality: "You don't have a cold, right
?" The roommate came up and touched her forehead: "It's not hot, it's normal, it can't be because you didn't go for a morning run today?"
Mo Xiaoxi was lying on the table, the whole person was soft, and he really didn't want to talk like he had a cold.
Sue Xiaoxi was depressed.
It's weird.
No matter what you do all day today, the little white face of the Yang scumbag in your mind will always mess in.
During class, staring at the blackboard, what she saw was not a board book, but a picture of Yang Ming running on the track and field wearing the white jersey of Allen Iverson No. 3.
This guy wears that one every day, I remember that when I saw it the next day, I was still very disgusted, and I felt that it was very dirty to wear it the next day without changing my stinky sweaty clothes after running, until the guy in the back stuck to it, there was no greasy perfume to cover up the stench, but the clean smell of the boy that was different from that of the girl, mixed with a trace of laundry detergent, fresh and natural.
At that time, she realized that although there was only this one, this scumbag should wash it every day.
And although that scumbag looks very thin, he is very material when he takes off his jacket and puts on his jersey vest.
The bulging chest and achilles biceps, the most terrible thing is that the arm is whiter than herself, even if you wear a scumbag filter when you run, it still makes people feel very handsome! And when
the teacher lectured, what Mo Xiaoxi heard was not the teacher teaching the key points of financial knowledge, but as if it was the chatter of the Yang scumbag in her ear every morning during this time.
"Xiaoxi, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, you don't lack anything, but you lack me in your life, but it's a pity, Yang Ye, I am a man you can't get in your life. "
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"Xiaoxi, I heard that you took the initiative to apply for the 10,000-meter event of the Games. Heroine in the middle of the girl!"
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"Xiaoxi, why don't you admit it if you like me? "
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"Xiaoxi, do you think I'm handsome?What kind of eyes do you have?Have you ever seen a boy who is more handsome than me?"
"Dead scumbag, stinky and shameless!" Mo Xiaoxi, who was lying on the table, suddenly snorted.
The roommate next to her looked at her in surprise: "Xiaoxi, what scumbag? You're in such a bad state today, can't you be out of love?"
"Xiaoxi, have you fallen out of love?When did the iron tree bloom? Why did we not know until the flowers were gone
!Xiaoxi, you are too uninteresting!""............"Mo Xiaoxi rolled his eyes: "Sisters, you save it, I have never been in love, where did I come from! Wash and sleep!"
"Broken love?
How is it possible!
Then I have to like that scumbag."
But why is it that my mind is full of him today?
How could I possibly like him, scumbag, he's nothing but handsome, there's no way I'd like this kind of person.
Dead scumbag, stinky scumbag!
No matter how hard he scolded in his heart, but on the morning of the sixth day, Mo Xiaoxi went for a morning run again.