The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 472 The Nine Temples Are Coming
Yaojia was watching from the side, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, she had expected such a situation a long time ago, who would accept an invitation from a fat pig.

She proposed such a game to make Xue Yaoyao lose face.

It's better to let that person know that even if she entered Jiang's family, she is not worthy to be Jiang Zuo's younger sister.

Those who come out of the slums will never be of the same grade as them.

If the other party is good-looking, and knowingly curry favor with them, that's fine.

However, Xue Yaoyao has been doing this for so long without even expressing it.

He is just a poor man, so what is he proud of?

Xue Yaoyao also knew that the other party was deliberately embarrassing her again.

Perhaps we will encounter such an occasion.

He clearly knows what means the other party is using and what kind of intentions he has.

But for the sake of someone more important than herself, she can't resist, and she can't make noise, because once she shows something, she will be criticized again.

It's because her mother didn't teach well, and the children from ordinary families just don't know the basics and so on.

The smile in the ear is obvious.

She stood there stiffly, trying to throw everything away.

Yaojia put her arms around her chest and chuckled: "Why is Yaoyao not moving? Hurry up, there are still people over there."

"That's right, if you want to play, play it fast."

"Hurry up."

A circle of people excludes a person.

This kind of behavior is often the most invisible.

The three views of the rich are not necessarily better than those of the poor.

Things like the Three Views have never been judged by age and wealth.

It's just that rich people often use money as a weapon.

And some people really want to go to the rich when they see them.

This phenomenon has existed since human beings.

That's why so many people help Yaojia to resist Xue Yaoyao.

The longer this kind of thing drags on, the more embarrassing Xue Yaoyao will be.

No one accepts her hug, which itself is a kind of existence that hurts people's self-esteem.

Jiang Zuo pinched the wine glass with his fingers, and his romantic peach eyes faintly showed signs of getting colder.

The friend behind him just wanted to talk when he saw that he didn't know what to do, and walked towards Xue Yaoyao with a stride.

It's just that no one thought that there was someone faster than him.

It was a tall and slender figure that appeared behind Xue Yaoyao.

Short messy silver hair with traces of white snow on it.

The black diamond stud earrings paired with the leather jacket only made the man look handsome and luxurious, as white as a blood-sucking nobleman.

Standing in front of a group of men in suits is unique.

It's because the figure is too handsome.

So everyone couldn't help but turned their heads and looked this way.

Xue Yaoyao could only feel her arm being pulled from behind, followed by a cool hug.

The young man's gentle and pleasant voice sounded so heartwarming: "The traffic jam is late, I was just behind you, why didn't you invite me to hug you, huh?"

Xue Yaoyao wanted to cry a little bit, she really wanted to cry.

His face was buried in the boy's shoulder socket, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If there are really nine temples, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Bo Jiu always protects Xue Yaoyao unconditionally.

And she believes that things like protection are relative.

When she faced cyber violence.

The girl in her arms was the first to speak.

As for people, there will be many friends in a lifetime.

Can be true friends.

But when you are attacked by thousands of people, you will stand up for you, and you are not afraid of those who are affected.

(End of this chapter)