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Chapter 1973 Revisiting the Black History of Teenagers



Chapter 1973 Revisiting the Black History of Teenagers

Chapter 1973 Revisiting the Black History of Teenagers

Then she heard Yang Moyan's faint voice asking, "What do you want to ask?"

Lin Zhaoxia paused.

"how could I know?"

He didn't speak, but Yang Moyan already knew.

We've been together for too long, and everything before has passed for a long time.

It's also been unusually peaceful recently, which made Lin Zhaoxia almost forget that his class is not only Young Master Yang's identity.

Now that she was discovered, Lin Zhaoxia had nothing to think about.

She cut to the chase: "An Zhengqing...what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

Yang Moyan closed his eyes and concentrated on looking at the road ahead, but the question was thrown back.

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lower lip, raised her eyes slightly, and said intentionally, "A very cute person."

Yang Moyan hummed, but didn't speak again.

Such a situation made Lin Zhaoxia a little puzzled.

"You're not angry when I compliment the opposite sex?"

She already knew what Lin Zhaoxia was planning.

Now the purpose is finally out.

After going around in such a big circle, the most important thing is the last sentence, isn't it?

"Is she of the opposite sex?"

Yang Moyan turned the steering wheel, put his hands on it, and looked sideways, "Isn't he the same guy as you?"

Lin Zhaoxia paused, with a weird face on her face, "Same as me?"

"It seems that my little brother's memory is still so bad," Yang Moyan sighed softly, as if he was very distressed by the memory of the young man, and after sighing, he returned to such a noble and indifferent expression, but his voice was lowered a lot , like opening a century-old pure red wine, "Isn't it? The little brother sitting next to me, wearing a corset..."

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

:) The black history of this meme, this young master will never get over it, right?

But when it comes to this point, no matter how dull Lin Zhaoxia is, she still understands.

"You know she's a girl? When?"

"The first time we met."

Lin Zhaoxia paused.

Yang Moyan had already slowed down the car because he was almost at his destination.

He said in a low and pleasant voice: "Everything about her is wrong. Boys dress up, but the end of their speech is always a bit delicate. Except for those who are particularly clean, the most normal way for boys to say hello and put a shoulder It's nothing. But she's different. The moment your arm leans against her, her eyes are shaking. Obviously doubtful."

Lin Zhaoxia sat up straight and listened to him.

It's been too long since Young Master Yang conjectured.

Yang Moyan looked sideways, and seeing the young man's attentive expression, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

He paused, and continued, "This is just a point of doubt, the point of certainty is the self-proclaim she inadvertently brought out."

So he saw that it was a girl.

Otherwise, it would be the same as what Qingyan thought, seeing a person of the opposite sex or Lin Zhaoxia initiate a conversation, how could such a powerful person like him agree?

Work is work, and he clearly divides it.

It's like he will inevitably come into contact with some female leaders in his work.

Lin Zhaoxia will inevitably come into contact with outstanding workers of the opposite sex.

What's more, her job is still in the entertainment industry, and she is an agent.

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, and after listening to everything, she began to applaud vigorously, "You really deserve the title of criminal investigator and speculator, no wonder they are regarded as people on the altar."

A wave of Rainbow Boys blew very smoothly, and the car also stopped at this time.

(End of this chapter)


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