The Ultimate Villain

Dong Miaotong looked at him eating, her cherry lips turned up at some point, she smiled and took out the clothes in the black cloth bag and put them on the bed: "I don't know what kind of clothes you are wearing, so I will buy them for you when you are eating." Don’t worry, you don’t need to pay for the money.”

Zhang Nan took a sip of soy milk to calm down, raised her head and said teasingly, "Dong Da Xiaohua, are you taking care of me?"

Dong Miaotong took a peek at Zhang Nan's chest that was exposed outside the bed sheet, feeling some fever on her face, she turned her head and snorted coquettishly: "Huh, I'll keep you? It's a good idea! Don't give you a little good looks, just give I'm a poor talker, change your clothes quickly, I'll wait for you outside the door."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Nan rolled his eyes, grabbed the clothes on the bed and put them on.I thought to myself: The instructor said that the curse punishment is very variable, I should be more careful, it is best to stay away from Dong Miaotong

Just as Zhang Nan got dressed and went out, Dong Miaotong let out a 'puchi' laugh.Zhang Nan touched her face strangely, and asked her curiously what she was laughing at.

Dong Miaotong held back her laughter, and said softly, "It's nothing, it's just that the clothes are a little too big, and it's a bit funny to wear them on you."

"Oh, let's go." Zhang Nan responded lightly, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Dong Miaotong was taken aback for a moment, wondering if he would be angry, and hurried to catch up: "Don't worry, I was just joking."

"En." Zhang Nan nodded lightly.

Dong Miaotong got a little angry, what happened to him, he flattered himself just now, but now he has a cold face, as if he owed him money.

Dong Miaotong didn't know that the brain was wrong, and said: "Your casual clothes are quite expensive. I spent more than 5000. You have never worn such expensive clothes."

After Dong Miaotong finished speaking, she regretted it. Isn't this mocking Zhang Nan for being poor?

"Well, I haven't worn it, and I will return the money to you. But, don't come to me recently." Zhang Nan quickened his pace after speaking. He is now in a state of being punished by the system. What will happen? No one can tell what's bad, it's dangerous for Dong Miaotong to be with him, it's better to keep a distance first.

"You——" Dong Miaotong stopped and pointed at Zhang Nan's back, her eyes were red with anger, she stomped her feet and cursed: "Idiot, idiot, Zhang Nan, you are a big idiot, who cares about your broken money, who cares looking for you-"

She didn't know why, after what happened last night, she always thought of Zhang Nan's indifferent face, cared about his thoughts, and wanted to attract his attention. Now Zhang Nan's indifference made her a little unacceptable, psychologically uncomfortable Convinced and inexplicably sad.

As soon as Zhang Nan came out of the love hotel, the sign above his head fell off inexplicably. If Zhang Nan hadn't reacted quickly, he would have smashed it right away.Zhang Nan shook his head with a wry smile and waved to the restaurant manager who had been apologizing to indicate that nothing happened, then turned around and left.

I wanted to stop a taxi to go back to school, but I didn't expect a taxi to pass by. Zhang Nan cursed secretly, this damn curse, this is a restaurant for couples, the hottest place for men and women to eat, but no taxi came...

The curse effect is too overbearing——

Zhang Nan knew the reason, and knew that it was useless to continue waiting, so he turned around and was about to cross the road, but a Santara car seemed to have not seen Zhang Nan, and ran towards him at a very fast speed.

Zhang Nan stomped his feet and flew over two meters high out of thin air, and the car drove directly below him.People around who saw this scene were dumbfounded, and they only had one thought: Is this a stunt! ?

Zhang Nan wiped his cold sweat wildly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He now has a new understanding of curses, which in a sense is equivalent to the arrival of the god of death...