Urban God-level Selection System

When Yang Feng threw this final hole card, Zhang Xueqing was like being completely **** by a big five, and completely compromised.

He knew it would be like this.

Hey, this silly girl.

She thought he would really pay the money naively.

how can that be possible?

How can a person with cancer be treated?

Isn't that a waste of money?

His only purpose, from beginning to end, is actually only one, to get her.

He can now "fall in love" with her for this reason, and in the future can also sleep with her for this reason, and play with her well for this reason.

But it will never pay, only verbal guarantees will be paid.

After Yang Feng gets tired of it, he will pat his **** and leave. Which man can refuse such good things?

"So you should care more about your mother, right?"

Yang Feng said, "Then that, why don't we speed up a little bit, let us fall in love quickly, and then save your mother."

He walked over and slowly approached the prey that had been waiting for a long time like a crouched hunter.

Zhang Xueqing no longer showed resistance, but stood still, and when Yang Feng approached, she slowly closed her eyes.

Now Yang Feng can naturally act recklessly against her.

At this point, Zhang Wanlin finally understood why Teacher Zhang and Teacher Yang fell in love, all because of her mother.

Her mother is seriously ill, but Teacher Yang has to go to bed! It's really a scum.

Of course, Prince Painting also saw this, and the darkness of human nature made her heart beat faster.

She didn't expect that under the watch of a teacher, her mind was so evil.

"This bastard! I have to stop him!"

Seeing that the two are about to kiss, Zhang Wanlin will go out to stop them.

Teacher Zhang must never get along with this person.

However, Wang Zihua stopped him again: "Hey! What are you doing? If Teacher Yang finds out, we will definitely be punished."

Besides, they also heard secrets that shouldn't be heard.

She thinks that the plan for the present is to leave here safely, rather than go out and try hard.

They can't do anything.

But Zhang Wanlin had to do it, and he came for this.

When the two were arguing behind the tree, Yang Feng and Zhang Xueqing heard voices at the same time.

Yang Feng turned his head sensitively: "Who is there!?"

He walked slowly over.

He suspected that there were people there, and heard their conversation, which was a remarkable thing.

It's about personal honor.

Now Zhang Wanlin and the prince painting are quiet.

Wang Zihua tightly covered Zhang Wanlin's mouth with one hand, and then his body came closer. In this case, there would be very little space exposed to the outside.

Although this is a bit like hiding one's ears and stealing a bell, it will only give myself pure spiritual comfort.

It can be seen that the prince painting is very anxious and can't wait to leave this place right away, but once she takes a step, she will immediately be exposed to the field of vision and will not confess to herself.

On the contrary, Zhang Wanlin calmed down and looked at her calmly.

After calming down, people can often see more things.

Now they are very close, so close that the two of them are almost sticking to each other, there is no gap between them, and they see the beautiful face in front of them.

Of course, Wang Zi's painting is one of the best beauties in the class. The beauty is different from Qin Xue's gentleness and cuteness, but with her own delicate nature. People can think of the pure fragments of the pleasant scenery of the green mountains and green waters when they see her.

I have to say that many people are pursuing her.

It's just that she always conspicuously took out someone's confession book, read it happily, and added an idiot-like remark.

She has confidence in her beauty, so she also has pride.

If an idiot wants to pursue her, she will naturally give such a title.

Yang Feng was getting closer and closer, and the rustle of his feet on the grass was close to his ears, as if his figure had already reached the other side of the tree.

It will happen sooner or later to discover them.

When the prince's painting became more and more anxious, Zhang Wanlin suddenly approached his head like a prince's painting. The two were already very close. When he got closer, he suddenly let the prince draw a moment of surprise.

This is to kiss yourself! ?

How could this guy take advantage of the danger.

But she couldn't escape.

Sure enough, this is a bastard! The world is invincible bastard! Wang Zihua mentally scolded Zhang Wanlin, but then he heard him whisper in his ear: "Stay here, don't go out."

She was stunned to see Zhang Wanlin calmly walking out from behind the tree, facing the demon on the other side of the tree alone.

That figure is obviously very chic.

Inexplicably touching people's hearts.

"Hi, what a coincidence, Teacher Yang, I ran into you again."

Zhang Wanlin made a gesture of running just passing by here, and said hello.

Yang Feng met Zhang Wanlin yesterday and met him again today. He was suspicious: "Why are you again? How long have you been here?"

He was judging whether he heard those words.

"Oh, just came, didn't this just happen to see you."

It's weird if Yang Feng believes this, but it's not easy to say anything openly.

He only asked: "Only you?"

"Yes, only me."

When Zhang Wanlin said this, the other side of the tree was leaning against a girl, looking up at the sky.

This idiot, why do you help me?

"But I seemed to hear the girl's voice just now.

You can't make that sound, can you? "

With that, Yang Feng walked behind the tree.

How could Zhang Wanlin let him pass? He had to bear all this, and there was no need for another person to come in.

So he hurriedly walked over: "Teacher Yang, I really am the only one, I won't lie to you."

"Get out of here!"

Yang Feng came directly behind the tree, and then saw a girl hiding there.

Exposing to Yang Feng's gaze, the prince painting was extremely nervous, feeling that the other's gaze was about to tear her apart.

Zhang Wanlin hurriedly walked over, "Mr. Yang, she has just arrived."

"Humph! I knew you couldn't believe it."

Yang Feng suddenly thought of something: "Okay! It's this girl again.

You seemed to be here yesterday.

And you! Yesterday, too.

Are you two co-authors, right?

Against me! I will make you look good! "

Yang Feng rushed away, not to mention the anger in his heart for the good deeds of ruining himself again.

The two students must have a good lesson.

The prince painting was over in his mind...everything was over.

She usually stays away from physical education classes, but now it's better, taking the initiative to walk under the guillotine.

I was grateful to Zhang Wanlin before, but now I'm not in the mood at all.

"Ah! It's all you! You obviously don't have to talk, why do you have to say it!"

The prince drew a fist and said, "Look, I was found.

Let's all wait to die. "

Zhang Wanlin only looked at Teacher Zhang, she stood on the other side, just looked at them and left, her expression was dim, melancholy, and endlessly sad.