First Love Fantasy Season: The Prince Is A Little Bad

"Ah..." Suddenly being pulled back by someone, Yinghan let out a low cry, and the book in his hand fell down and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Why do you want to leave? Why don't you agree to me? Is there something wrong with me?" Ji Yang lowered his head and whispered with his lips above Yinghan's lips, his expression as if he was being tortured.

This...what is going on?

"I...Um, classmate Ji Yang, can you let me go first? It's very dangerous." Oh my God! Was he going to kiss her?

No, no. She doesn't like him, so she doesn't want to give him her first kiss. Her first kiss should be given to the person she likes, even though she doesn't like anyone yet.

"Is it that difficult to promise me? Or are you embarrassed?"

Ji Yang had no intention of letting go of Yinghan, but seeing her panicked look made him even more infatuated with her.

He had observed her. She was usually quiet and rarely spoke. When she talked to him just now, she was also cold because he was close to her. Although she was a little shy, she still showed no fear.

Now she looked panicked. It turned out that she was not as indifferent as she appeared, and she also had her own emotions.

"No, I don't like you, really." This man is really narcissistic. She is so embarrassed. She just lazily answered his boring pursuit, okay?

Is it because I'm embarrassed if I don't answer? She doesn't think so.

"real."

"It's...ah! It hurts..." As soon as Yinghan opened his mouth, he pinched his chin hard. It really hurt. "What are you doing? Let me go."

Angry, nameless anger was running around in his body. When had he ever encountered such a situation? He had a good temper and said he wanted to pursue her, but she refused without hesitation.

This will teach him how to let go of his proud heart.

He lowered his head and pressed down his angry lips.

"Bang"

"ah!"

Two terrifying sounds rang out from the stairs!

Ji Yang, who was still furious at first, fell to the ground in embarrassment, with faint bloodshot eyes on the corner of his mouth.

Yinghan screamed as if he was overly frightened, and then leaned against the wall and trembled.

On the other side, Anze, who was standing next to Yinghan, looked at Ji Yang on the ground with a livid face, and the palms of his fists were still angry.

Yinghan's brain couldn't turn around for a moment. Just now, she saw Ji Yang's face leaning towards hers.