Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Su Ling raised her head and looked at the five hundred storey building. With a slight frown, she strode inside.    

When she got the news, she immediately contacted Zhang Yang, but did not discuss the matter in the communication. After getting Zhang Yang's address, she personally rushed over to inquire about the matter.    

"This damned fellow, just what is he doing? He actually didn't discuss such a huge matter with me …"    

She did not believe the rumours on the internet, even the announcement on the official website of the army, she suspected that this guy was behind all of this.    

Others might not know, but Su Ling had interacted with this guy for a long time and had experienced many things that were hard to understand. She did not believe that War God Army Group would have to do this because of the pressure.    

Thinking about Great Grandpa's attitude towards him, thinking about Han Feipeng's attitude towards him, and also Snake King, and... The attitude of the leader, who was covered in the azure colored War Armor and was emitting a cold killing intent all the time, was …    

Therefore, she felt that it was necessary to interrogate him face to face. As for the discussion she was going through, it was really hard to accept it because of the abrupt matter and her eating mood.    

Dong, dong, dong.    

No one responded.    

Su Ling looked at the number of the room with a frown to confirm that there was no error. She knocked on the door again and again, but there was still no response.    

Hm? Damn it, no more?    

He stretched out his five white fingers and tried the door. Unexpectedly, he pushed it open.    

Su Ling stood blankly at the door, an angry expression on her pretty face.    

At this moment, she saw that the damned fellow was wearing only a pair of boxer shorts on the luxurious sofa in the living room. His legs were inelegantly crossed on the coffee table, his eyes were closed, and a cigarette was burning in the corner of his mouth.    

Such a leisurely appearance was very uncomfortable.    

Damn it!    

Didn't he hear her knock on the door? And yet, she still eagerly ran over to see how the others were ignoring her. What was even more infuriating was that she actually … She was actually not wearing any clothes at all. Oh my god, what kind of posture was that?    

Tat tat tat!    

Su Ling bit her lips and walked in with large strides. She pretended to be cold as she started questioning, "Didn't you hear me knock on the door?"    

Zhang Yang lazily raised his head and glanced at her, then he exhaled a mouthful of smoke and sighed, "Didn't you come in?"    

"You … "Look at what you're like now, is there even a little bit of you? A little bit …"    

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yang looked over in surprise.    

Su Ling was so angry that she forced herself to calm down as she coldly asked, "What exactly is going on?"    

"What?" Zhang Yang asked, then suddenly realized, "Damn, I nearly suffocated to death last night, but I can't even breathe smoothly now. I heard that thing can really suffocate people to death, so it's the real f * cking truth."    

Suffocated? That thing? Blow to death?    

Su Ling was furious, "Stop trying to act pretentious with me. What nonsense is this?    

"You came all the way from Wuyang City just for this?" Zhang Yang looked Su Ling up and down with interest. His unbridled gaze seemed to see through her.    

"I …" Su Ling's expression immediately became solemn as she said coldly, "Who do you think you are? I have matters to attend to so I came over to take a look."    

As he said that, a card suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw it over, "You are no longer an army soldier, but someone sent an invitation card to the Fifth Column last night."    

Zhang Yang caught the card and opened it. Suddenly, he let out a short laugh, "Ha! Evil creature from the Wind God Manor, this daddy was just about to find trouble with you, and actually brought his face over here. "    

Wind God Manor?    

Su Ling was also slightly startled. On the surface, the card did not leave any information, so she did not know that Zhang Yang's short sentence made her think of a possibility.    

Damn it!    

What kind of disaster did this guy cause? Based on her understanding of Zhang Yang, this guy that didn't put anything in his eyes would definitely do something that would shock the heavens.    

The Underground World invitation card, yet he kept saying that he wanted to find trouble with her …    

Oh my god!    

Su Ling did not dare imagine it, but she knew that this was definitely a major event. Otherwise, even this arrogant fellow would have to escape from the War God Army Group.    

"You … Do you know anything about your retirement? " Su Ling didn't ask directly, but rather prepared to give him a side question instead.    

"En!" Zhang Yang nodded, "Otherwise, I won't be able to let go."    

With that, he raised his head and looked Su Ling straight in the eye, asking in surprise, "Is there something else?"    

"Ugh …"    

These words …    

Su Ling gritted her teeth in anger. What she couldn't endure the most was Zhang Yang's indifferent attitude. Did he really think that those two ridiculous things didn't happen?    

He was just asking the girl not to take the call seriously out of respect for her, yet she actually took his phone call seriously?    

When she thought of this, she wanted to rush over and trample on him to quell the anger in her heart. Su Ling felt she was at a disadvantage and felt wronged. She needed to make up for her grievances and comfort, but damn it, this bastard really acted like nothing had happened.    

Right now, he was eagerly running over from Wuyang City, but before he finished speaking, he was actually chasing him away?    

"Cough, if you're not busy, then we …"    

Zhang Yang's brows slightly twitched. Last night, he had been suppressing the leftover evil and actually wanted to release it. This kind of feeling was unbearable. Then, he was pressed down by Snow Princess's snow mountains for an entire night and almost burned with desire.    

Ever since the void chaos, the speed at which he recovered his strength was much faster. However, the countless years of desire had been activated. Last night, he almost couldn't hold it in.    

At this moment, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise when he saw the cold and elegant Su Ling. He subconsciously licked his lips and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.    

"What are you doing?"    

The addition of any expression on Su Ling's exquisite face was extremely tempting. Even when she was angry, her expression was still cold and seductive.    

"We need to discuss something."    

Zhang Yang suddenly stood up, looked at Su Ling seriously and said in an even more serious tone, "Let's have another night …" Anyway, it's not the first time. "    

"You! Bastard! "Scoundrel!" Just as she finished speaking, her expression changed slightly as she retreated a few steps. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes. "What do you want to do? I'll tell you, this place …"    

"This is the best place."    

Zhang Yang approached step by step and asked seriously once again, "I'm serious, let's come here for one night …" "Love, even if you say goodbye …"    

"Scram!" Su Ling let out a low growl before exclaiming again, "Ah!"    

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he had already wrapped his arms around Su Ling.    

Su Ling's scream had just sounded when it suddenly stopped. She subconsciously let out a low moan, because she felt that her body was already tightly grasped by a Demon Claw, and was quickly being stroked.    

Ying!    

Su Ling wanted to struggle, but her body felt like it was about to melt. Her whole body was burning, and she didn't have the slightest bit of strength to move it.    

Whoosh!    

Zhang Yang slightly slowed down his movements and asked seriously, "If it happened during the day, then it would count as a night …" Love? "    

"You bastard! Damn it! You only know how to bully me! Die! Die!"    

Su Ling's delicate face immediately blushed, then turned pale white, she waved her fist and punched a flat sea. Su Ling's delicate face suddenly flushed red, then turned pale, and she waved her fist and punched a flat sea.    

"So you agree?" Zhang Yang's breathing was a bit heavy.    

"You … "You only know how to bully me …"    

Su Ling could feel the man's breath. She could even feel the wild beast's desire and the scorching heat coming from the thing that belonged to the man in her abdomen.    

For some reason, she subconsciously wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck. Her fair and beautiful face was red and alluring, and her breathing was heavy with traces of hot air.    

He gently embraced Su Ling and walked into the bedroom. Both of them fell onto the bed at the same time.    

"Today, I want revenge …"    

Without knowing whether it was rational or crazy, Su Ling turned around and pressed Zhang Yang under her. She lowered her head to her wet and smooth lips and then roughly met Zhang Yang's lips. Her smooth and tender tongue was twisted in a mess.    

Zhang Yang's expression was a bit confused, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the completely different Su Ling in front of him. At this moment, he wondered if she had turned into that woman again, but if he looked carefully, although her eyes were blurred, they were different from before.    

Su Ling sat on Zhang Yang's crotch, her waist swaying recklessly. She crossed her arms and took off all the clothes on her body, revealing her ample and perky waist.    

The bedroom was filled with heavy breathing and buzzing moans. Su Ling held Zhang Yang's hands, placed them on her mountain peak and rubbed them against each other, immersing herself in revenge.    

Immediately after, she stared at Zhang Yang below with a provocative expression on her scarlet face, as if she was drunk. She stretched out her snow-white arm and walked downstream. Then, her hand touched that burning flame as she abruptly sat down.    

Jenny's soft moans began to reverberate in the bedroom … Time and time again, Su Ling was able to reach a comfortable hall with her active impact, as well as a different kind of sensory experience.    

"..."    

After a long while, with a stuffy snort from Zhang Yang, Xuanny's crazy movements finally came to an end.    

At this moment, Zhang Yang was lying on his bed while Su Ling was lying limply on his chest. Her cheeks were dripping with sweat as she gasped for breath, letting a strand of hair cover her half-opened eyes.    

Then, wrinkling her nose, she asked softly, "Scoundrel, what are you thinking about?"    

Zhang Yang stretched out his arms and lied on the bed. It was unknown if he was enjoying the aftertaste or if he was in a trance. When he saw his flushed cheeks, he chuckled.    

"I was just thinking, I didn't expect you to start a fight …"    

"You damned scoundrel, you only know how to bully me!" Su Ling wanted to hit him, but she had no strength left in her. Frowning her nose, she opened her mouth and bit onto Zhang Yang's shoulder, leaving a clear row of teeth marks.    

"What are you doing!" Zhang Yang was a human, not a god. Even if he was bitten, it would still hurt. He bared his teeth as he stared at Su Ling.    

"Hmph, I'll let you bully me everyday …"    

After speaking halfway, he seemed to have thought of a certain possibility, and faintly said, "Do you have to leave the War God Army Group?"    

Zhang Yang nodded without saying a word.    

She rolled over and laid on his body, staring at Zhang Yang's face as if she wanted to memorize his face. She did not continue asking and just stared at him in a daze.    

"What are you looking at?"    

"Mind me, just watch."    

"Don't tell me you want it?"    

As she spoke, Su Ling was suppressed. She looked at her face that was full of evil and revealed a weird smile. She felt a burning sensation underneath and the flush on her face started to turn red again.    

"You, what are you doing …"    

"What do you think!"    

Straight on the yellow dragon, crackling, the original movement was one, two, three, four, five, up the mountain to fight the tiger!    

"..."    

In the afternoon, Su Ling left.    

Since Zhang Yang had chosen to leave the War God Army Group, he must have his own reasons and thoughts. Su Ling did not ask for the reason again, nor did she regret what happened in the afternoon, even if she could only watch him silently behind his back.    

For the next three days, Zhang Yang lived a very ordinary life. Every day, he would go to sit at the spicy noodle soup to talk to the drunkard about what happened that year.    

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Zhang Yang did not plan to go to that event because he knew that those invited were all unpopular people. Well, at least in his opinion, they were not up to standard and there was no need to go over and bullshit with them.    

After ordering a bowl of spicy noodle soup, Zhang Yang wolfed down his noodles. He wiped his mouth and did not leave. Instead, he carried the bowl to the set room where the noodles were made.    

"Eh, Old Lu, why did you do it yourself?" Zhang Yang's eyes lit up slightly as he asked in an indifferent manner.    

"Hehe, Xiao Yun went out." The drunkard smiled. Perhaps it was because he had been in contact with her for the past few days that his mood seemed to be a lot better.    

After a pause, he continued, "As a father, I was incompetent. Sigh!"    

Zhang Yang nodded, and a face appeared in his mind. It was young and shy, but there was determination hidden in the depths of his eyes.    

"Oh, right. The child doesn't know anything about your father, right?"    

The drunkard shook his head with a bitter smile, "How could I tell him that? But sometimes he might hear me talking nonsense while I was drunk. I don't think he would have thought of that much."    

Seeing that Zhang Yang was lost in thought, the drunkard stopped kneading the noodles in his hand and threw a questioning look at him.    

"What's wrong?"    

"It's fine, just ask."    

Then, Zhang Yang said goodbye to the drunkard and left immediately.    

"I hope I'm wrong."    

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with a Dark Light. He had never underestimated the intelligence of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy, especially the boy who hid his determination so deeply.