Twelve aristocrats

"The woman said: If you don't agree to me, I will commit suicide! The beautiful boy said: "Then you go! Please don't be my way. Thank you!" stand up.

It's so indifferent! ! !Although it is the kind of cold personality I like, but I am very self-aware, this kind of god-level handsome guy is really hard to win! ! ! "Mo Ke'er's eyes brightened.

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An Zichun stroked his chin, seemingly interested: "Really? What's his name?"

"The single name is 'sheng'." Mo Ke'er started to be nympho again, and red stars appeared in both eyes.

"Nice name? I like it!" An Zichun's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking about how to make fun of the beautiful boy.

"What's your plan?" Mo Ke'er was looking forward to An Zichun's performance.

"Believe it or not, I'll make fun of him tomorrow!!" There was a fox-like sly smile in his eyes, and his delicate features were wrinkled and shining under the sunlight.

"Ah?? No way??? You kissed him forcefully, it seems impossible?? It is said that Sheng is a black belt? With your small arms and legs, if Sheng falls over your shoulder, you will die Got it!!!"

Mo Ke'er didn't seem to believe it, you know, who is Sheng, he would never show pity to girls, no, it should be said that there is no idiom for pity and pity in his dictionary.

"You can watch a good show tomorrow!!!" An Zichun smiled all over the city, even at that moment, everything was out of reach.

Another sunny day is here. (Sugar: Eh!! I actually used this beginning again, well, I’m so ignorant and I’m short of words)

In order to continue their plan to play beautiful boys, An Zichun and Mo Keer used their family connections to transfer to Xingsheng No. [-] Middle School disguised as commoners.

Xingsheng No. [-] Middle School.

The sun shines meticulously on the face of that quiet boy, here, on the podium of the school.

At this time, the audience was full of voices, and countless nympho gathered around, screaming the name of the handsome man they were keen on, and An Zichun and Mo Ke'er were also mixed in the crowd.

An Zichun was wearing big sunglasses, through the black lenses, he saw the handsome man whom Mo Keer had praised so much, and stared at him for a long time.

The flaxen hair was blown up by the breeze, and a pair of blue-purple eyes glowed faintly. He was neither arrogant nor domineering, and his handsome face was full of indifference. At this moment, he was facing An Zichun sideways, with sharp edges and corners. The lines of his body are completely exposed, his clean and delicate skin is a typical clean and indifferent man.

However, An Zichun seemed to have seen something else from those eyes that were light and emotionless, but it was only a momentary feeling, and she didn't care too much, because everyone has a story , and what is the story?

An Zichun is not interested in researching it. He has to quickly "take over" this guy for the current matter.

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Sugar: Recommended! ! !How pathetic! !I have to go to class this weekend and can only rest for half a day, so I will update the article at night! !Dear friends!Leave a message to recommend, favorite! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !