The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The fragrance, along with the sound of the wind, rushed into Tang Mohan's arms.

Tang Mohan instinctively hugged the girl.

She wasn't heavy, so Tang Mohan's arm sank a little and he steadied himself.

"Tang Mohan, why are you in a daze? If you don't catch me, you can meet me at the hospital."

Xia Ling broke free from Tang Mohan's arms.

Her voice was clear and pleasant, but it was also slightly lower than the other girls, so she looked very imposing.

When she accused Tang Mohan, her tone was full of righteousness.

Tang Mohan's eyes moved, and his slender hand once again stuck into his trouser pocket. He turned around and walked in front indifferently.

"If you say any more, you can think of a way to turn back."

Xia Ling: "..."

Tang Mohan was destined to live alone!

*

After climbing over the wall, Tang Mohan indeed did not intend to go back.

No. 1 High School had evening self-study, and school would only end at 22:30 pm.

Tang Mohan was in the classroom, others were studying, he was sleeping, and playing on his phone.

Why don't he go home and study hard?

*

The two of them returned to the small villa.

On the first day Su Xia moved in, Tang Mohan had already divided the small villa into two parts.

The first floor was his, and the second floor was Su Xia's.

Apart from the kitchen, the facilities on the first and second floors were complete.

In the kitchen, Tang Mohan had a special part-time worker Auntie to cook for him and was responsible for his three meals a day.

"Young master, Miss Su, you're back."

Seeing that Tang Mohan and Su Xia had returned, Auntie Wang immediately smiled and greeted them.

There was already dinner on the table.

"After dinner, the study room is mine. You can do whatever you want with the rest."

Tang Mohan sat down, looked up, and said to Xia Ling lightly.

Xia Ling's eyes moved.

She sat opposite Tang Mohan and asked in return.

"Then what if I also have to do homework?"

"You still do homework?" Tang Mohan sneered.

It was just the beginning of the semester exam, and her results were second to last in the class. Was there still a need to do homework?

Moreover, did she know what today's homework was?

Xia Ling chuckled. "So, you look down on those with poor results?"

Tang Mohan: "No, I'm not looking down on those with poor results, I'm just looking down on you."

Looking down on you?

Holy ****! This person!

Xia Ling really had the urge to make a move!

She stared at Tang Mohan, her eyes filled with killing intent!

Tang Mohan only glanced at her again.

"Su Xia, can't you cut your hair short or put it up? It's really an eyesore!"

Tang Mohan looked quite good-looking.

He had a handsome face, fair skin, and the outline of his face was somewhat mixed-race. When he looked at people, his gaze was very clear.

Those thin lips were the type that would attract a peach blossom.

In No. 1 High School, the girls privately called him the "school bully" and wanted to be friends with him.

Tang Mohan didn't have any friends.

Previously, Xia Ling thought that it was because of his indifferent personality.

But now, Xia Ling realized that it wasn't because he was indifferent...

It was because he had a bad mouth.

Whether she cut her bangs or not, what did it have to do with him?

Just now, he was still scolding her, and now he was asking her why she didn't cut her bangs. Was he kidding?

*

She rolled her eyes in her heart. Xia Ling lowered her head and ate, ignoring Tang Mohan.

There was really a type of person in this world. You saw that he didn't open his mouth, and you thought you wanted to hear a few words.

But when he opened his mouth, you would want him to shut it immediately!

Seeing the girl lowering her head to eat, clearly not wanting to talk to him, Tang Mohan frowned again.

What should he do? Previously, he had felt that Su Xia's presence had greatly affected his life.