Chapter 1633： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (1)

Chapter 1633 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (1)

Bai Changyan suddenly realized.

Now the young and young show is so maverick?

So the two big men, and they brushed their heads and looked at them.

Bai Weiwei looked at his old father and his own doctor.

She couldn't help but say to Qin Qiu: "I think your family Xuan Xuan sometimes needs to check the mental condition."

Not the first time I suspected.

Ye Yuxuan’s personality changes are simply unchanged and ever-changing.

Invariably refers to his face.

Change refers to his character, how is it like three days?

Qin Qiu couldn't help but remind Wei Wei's sister paper. "He has always been sick before you come."

I was born sick, not today.

As for the character change.

I can't see how it changed.

Cold face every day, or a whole thing is the hang of the ants.

It is also a change to Bai Weiwei.

But this is more normal, because - the fool who is in love is like this.

The system secretly bites the ear with Bai Weiwei.

"It's full, go."

Bai Weiwei smiled and then sat next to Ye Yuxuan.

The family sat neatly on the chair of the hospital corridor.

Then Bai Weiwei leaned her head on Ye Yuxuan's shoulder, slowly, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Ye Yuxuan did not speak, did not retain.

He even heard the thing say.

"It's full, go."

Full... What is it?

Is life, ability, or something that will make her healthy?

gone--

It is gone.

Ye Yuxuan slowly reached out and touched her face gently.

Then he whispered, "Wait for you to come back."

Once and for all, wait for you to come back.

Bai Changyan sat on the outermost side and couldn’t see his daughter.

He curiously asked: "What is the situation?"

Why don't you talk, isn't it checked?

Qin Qiu: "Showing love."

Bai Changyan: "Oh."

This little young show is so loving, so low-key.

——

The empty abandoned classroom, in the dim candlelight, on a white paper, is a messy line.

The line of the ink pen.

The chaos was strange, and the lines of a circle were drawn in the hands of three people.

Bai Weiwei opened her eyes and saw that she had a pen in her hand. On the opposite side was a girl with a scared face. She also held a pen.

The top of the pen is a long, jealous, white, snowy, delicate knot.

Bai Weiwei looked up and was a boy.

He sat, his body looks slim, but he estimated his body and his height was at least one meter seven or five.

The cold moonlight projected from the dilapidated window.

On his face, a light and shadow of a veil is seen, and the delicate porcelain-like skin is bloodless.

But it is very smooth and beautiful.

Surrounded by a few students who are equally afraid of wearing school uniforms.

"Tianshi, you have to save us."

"Yeah, Xiao Nian is already dead. If we can't go back to the pen, then we will die."

Several classmates cried with tears.

Heavenly teacher?

Bai Weiwei has been stunned for a while, and this is another trouble.

System: "The memory is stuck, the memory transfer failed, I read it with my mouth."

Bai Weiwei: The system has been desolate, has it fallen from a smart system into a manual system?

Bai Weiwei turned his attention back from those who were screaming.

The system has begun to introduce.

"The good-looking boy next to that is the target of your strategy."

Bai Weiwei immediately looked up at him.

(End of this chapter)