Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 595 The Love and Killing Between the Reader and the Author (15)

An Ci is just a girl who has just grown up this year. She has not experienced the dangers of society when she just entered university. In addition, the whole family let her dote on her, so her temper naturally became unreasonable.

At this moment, she fell in love with Song Hanzhang, so she ran to Chuyi, wanting Chuyi to give Song Hanzhang to herself.

Hearing what the toilet said about An Ci's thoughts at this time, Chuyi laughed angrily, put his arm on An Ci's shoulder, and half pulled and half dragged him to a corner.

"What do you want to do!" Wiping her lips fiercely with her arm, Anci's stomach felt sour when she thought of covering her mouth with her hand in the first grade of junior high school just now.

Chu Yi crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, with the sole of his left shoe on the wall. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at An Ci, who was full of disgust, and said quietly, "Which onion are you?"

An Ci didn't expect such impolite words to be spoken on the first day of the junior high school. He blushed for a while, and said a few times about you, and was so angry that he couldn't speak anymore.

"How can you be sure he doesn't like me? Huh?"

Standing up, leaning on the wall with both hands, Chu Yi, who was half a head taller than An Ci, looked down at An Ci who was locked in his arms. Seeing that the corners of her mouth were trembling, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry. He frowned tightly, wanting to leave him here and leave by himself.

"You are so fierce. Brother Song is not happy at all when he mentions you. Brother Song must not like you." Tears were hanging from the corners of An Ci's eyes, and he stubbornly did not let the tears stay. Pitiful.

The first day of the lunar new year smiled, and saw that she put down one hand, with her thumb and forefinger at the same time, pinching Anci's chin, "Have you ever seen a fight between young lovers? The man who wants to touch me, you should go home and look in the mirror." .”

Anci's small face turned pale all of a sudden. She said something she hadn't heard since she grew up in the first day of the junior high school. Everyone doted on her and wanted to send the best to her. Get the best, but what did this woman say?Said that he was not good enough for Brother Song?
This time An Ci was really crying, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, I felt pity for the aggrieved look, but I didn't feel anything when I saw her on the first day of the lunar new year, but I just felt very irritable.

I am very annoyed why Song Hanzhang always likes to mess with flowers and make trouble for himself everywhere.

Seeing Anci, I thought of the previous 'goddess' on the first day of junior high school, and I don't know if that person is here today.

Looking into the distance, the eyes of the first year of junior high school were directly pierced into the group of women, but I have never seen a photo of the so-called goddess, and I am afraid that I would not be able to recognize the person standing in front of me.

Frustrated, he looked away, seeing that An Ci was still crying, Chu Yi frowned, kicked away the stones at his feet, turned around and walked towards Song Hanzhang and the others.

To be honest, if there was no such a person as An Ci on this journey, the first day of junior high school would still be very smooth. If there was no An Ci, the first day of junior high school would not be woken up by knocking on the door early the next morning.

The soft pillow hit Song Hanzhang, who was still sleeping soundly on the sofa, and when he heard the constant knocking on the door outside, the anger of getting up in the first day of junior high school instantly rose to the extreme, "Song Hanzhang, don't open the door yet!"

On the first day of junior high school, I covered myself with a quilt. I was dragged by a group of women to a bonfire party last night. I didn’t return to the hotel until 01:30 in the morning. It wasn’t even [-]:[-] a.m. when I was quarreled by some goddamn person outside the door. woke up.

"Good morning, Brother Song."

The sweet and familiar voice from outside the door caused Chuyi to open his eyes suddenly, and then he heard Song Hanzhang's voice, "Morning."

(End of this chapter)