Love Purification Agreement

Then, he placed his hand on the door handle.

"Click~"

As soon as I opened the door, I was in a trance and a golden evening light fell in front of my eyes through the crack of the door.

She was slightly startled and raised her hand to block the evening light, but between her fingers, she saw the boy sitting in the office chair and smiling at her.

"Sakura, you're here."

"."

Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes shrank slightly, but the next second, everything in front of her was gradually restored by the barrier to the quiet student union office at night.

Behind her, the petite Sakuramiya withdrew her hand, and then flew to her shoulder with a "hehehe".

Looking at the stunned Sakuramiya Hitomi, she couldn't help but remind him,

"Actually, that day, Spencer's forceful kiss on the president wasn't what really bothered you, was it?"

The cold Ying Gong lowered his eyes, folded his hands and said,

"What really upset you was the president's reaction that day."

"You saw that he didn't get angry because of the forced kiss. Instead, he took the initiative to hug her and laughed."

As soon as these words came out, Sakuramiya Hitomi clenched her teeth and her body began to tremble.

The two personality masks, talking back and forth, seemed as if Sakuramiya Hitomi was talking to herself.

Because their memories are even the same,

"This means that the president has begun to have a good impression of Spencer."

"Sakuramiya Hitomi, this is your last chance."

"If you don't attack again, take the initiative once."

"From now on, all you can do is watch them together."

Listening to the final death knell-like sound, Sakuramiya Hitomi gritted her teeth, looked at the student union office in front of her at night, and punched the door.

"Boom!"

Inside the barrier, her body was even strengthened to the point where she couldn't feel any pain at all.

"During the midterm and physiology class, I was asked to find out what's going on between the president and Spencer and then we'll have a joint training camp. I'll definitely let the president know my feelings."

Hearing this, the petite Sakuramiya smiled with relief and flew back to her bedside.

The cold Sakura Palace snorted coldly, but did not look back. Instead, he walked into the student union office.

When the two personas each walked into a different barrier, the illusory interface in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi changed again.

Letter:

[Number of barriers released: 0/2]

"Okay, I understand. Elvira will be in Linmen soon. I will hold an internal meeting tomorrow."

At the same time, at the same time, Jinghe District, Ye’s House.

In the middle of the night, Ye Lan was still sitting in the living room in his pajamas, looking at the notebook in front of him with a serious expression, with the phone hanging on his ear.

After communicating with the person calling from Longguo Tianjing for half an hour, she breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

She rubbed her brows with a headache, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Ye Shiyu handing her a cup of hot banana milk.

"Poetic language."

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Ye Lan sighed and said,

"Nothing, just work."

After taking a sip of milk, Ye Lan looked up at Ye Shiyu in front of him with a worried look, and suddenly said,

"Shiyu, I will be very busy for the next period of time, you..."

"Mom, I've changed."

Ye Lan glanced at Ye Shiyu standing in the dark, rubbed his temple and sighed,

"You'd better. I don't have the energy to care about you anyway. If I find out a third time, will you return home and accept it?"

"Okay, Mom."

"Okay, go and rest, I have something else to do."

"OK, good night."

Ye Shiyu nodded and turned to leave.

But when she was about to go up the stairs, she slowed down her pace a little bit and said,

"Yes, Mom."

"Ok?"

Ye Lan raised his eyes to look at Ye Shiyu, but saw that she tilted her head and asked in a harmless manner,

"Mom, can I have my phone back?"

"."

Ye Lan thought about it and realized that it was indeed inconvenient for his daughter not to have a mobile phone.

Nowadays, almost no one can live without a mobile phone.

"Okay, go get it."

So Ye Lan nodded and responded.

Ye Shiyu blinked, then finally turned around and went upstairs with satisfaction.

"Click~"

Not long after, Ye Shiyu's bedroom on the third floor was opened, revealing a laptop that was also still on.

On the computer screen, there was an internal picture of a Totsuki plane group chat.

Above, a picture of Yan Huan and Spencer kissing that went viral in the group was so eye-catching.

"Hey everyone, get ready to vote. Where abroad are we going to have our training camp?"

"Hey, class monitor, you're such a jerk! You're already thinking about a dorm even though the midterms aren't even over yet."

In the plane group, classmates are still sending messages.

At this moment, Ye Shiyu, who had taken back her phone, sat down expressionlessly.

Her deep eyes were fixed on Spencer.

Then, he silently pressed the power button of the phone.

"Drip~"

Luoqiao District, Anlejia.

Little Finger excitedly wrote a flag and stuck it beside Anle's bed. At a glance, it read:

"Down with Spencer!"

Then, it laughed, turned to look at Anle who was wiping his hair, and asked,

"How about it, do you have the confidence?! Defeat the only daughter of the local tycoon of the Golden Lion Group!"

"."

Listening to Little Finger's words, Anle's eyes dimmed slightly, but he said,

"I don't want to bother with Spencer anymore, and I don't want to take her down."

"Huh? You're so angry because she betrayed you! Can you really forgive her?"

"I will never forgive her."

As soon as these words were spoken softly, even Little Finger felt a chill.

"That"

It blinked, but said innocently,

"You have to have a goal in mind, right? You can't just not think about anything, right?"

"."

Seeing that Anle still looked gloomy, his little finger immediately flashed to her shoulder, moving back and forth and asked,

"How is Yan Huan? Think about Yan Huan. Do you want to do anything to Yan Huan?"

The pink eyes of Little Finger stared straight at Anle, as if bewitching her to go deeper.

When Yan Huan was mentioned, An Le's originally dark eyes lit up slightly.

"I think"

"What do you want to do? Tell me."

Do you want to hold hands with Yan Huan and be with him?

Hehe

But Anle's eyes dodged for a moment, but she finally said,

"I want to take Xiao Huan's

"the first time."

Upon hearing this, the little finger that was originally excited and still trying to seduce Anle was stunned for a moment.

Chapter 169: Trouble

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The alarm clock in the morning is always so annoying, even if you set your favorite song as your ringtone.

Within two days, every time you hear that sweet song, you will want to punch your phone to pieces.

Therefore, the simple default ringtone is more suitable as an alarm clock.

This is the case with Yan Huan’s mobile phone.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Hearing the familiar alarm sound, Yan Huan immediately opened his eyes.

My body, which had not yet fully awakened in the morning, felt numb and even my thinking became a little one-track.

He just felt warm all over and very comfortable.

When he lowered his eyes, he saw the fluffy golden curly hair blooming in front of him.

It's Spencer's hair.

But at this moment Yan Huan couldn't see her specific face. It turned out that she buried her head in her arms, and was covered by most of the quilt.

Spencer

Seeing this, Yan Huan's consciousness became a little clearer. He squinted his heavy eyes, turned his head and picked up the phone that was charging.

The number 6:50 is so conspicuous.

Knowing it was time to get up, he shook Spencer's shoulder and said,

"I have to get up."

"Well"

In his arms, Spencer groaned after hearing Yan Huan's voice, and then he reluctantly crawled into the quilt.

Seeing her burying her head lower and lower with an expression of "I don't want to remember at all", Yan Huan had no choice but to get up and wash up first.

As a result, when he moved, his T-shirt was pulled and stayed in place.

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Spencer in his arms was sleeping with his head buried in his arms, holding onto his clothes.