I left these crazy people and left. When I returned to class, I packed up my books and got out of school.
From a distance, I saw Han Jue standing next to a motorcycle talking to a girl. It was obviously the girl with high heels in the morning.
I stopped and really wanted to leave through the back door and leave this pair of worldly treasures. Being entangled until I was helpless was a very new and unpleasant experience for me.
Han Jue glanced sideways, saw me, his eyes lit up, and he left the girl and strode towards me.
I hesitated for a while and decided to go my own way. Why should I avoid him?
"Zhuangzhuang, where do you want to go today?" Han Jueshu rudely reached out and hugged my waist.
I stepped aside and glared at him fiercely.
Who knows who else his hand held just now?!
Considering how long this man has known me, he is so rash and presumptuous. I guess he has always been very thick-skinned among girls.
Damn I thought he was so clean! Humph!
The girl trotted over and said softly: "Jue Shao, do you know her too? You are so kind, haha... But classmate Zhuang just can't speak and has no other problems. She has a strong personality, so I don't like her very much.
Others pity her."
"Have mercy on her?" Han Jue didn't seem to understand. He frowned and asked with some displeasure, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Why should I have mercy on her?"
Han Jue's elegant face was completely stern, without a trace of smile, and her beautiful black eyes were radiating a cold light. It seemed that she suddenly had a deep hatred for this girl. Although her voice was as clear as a string, it was obviously reprimanding.
It tastes good.
The girl was startled, and a lot of water filled her big bright eyes. I really don’t understand why some girls are so miserable that they can cry with just a blink of their eyes. No wonder the ancients said that women
It's made of water.
Oh, I remember that I would cry when I was a child. Girls who cry and act coquettishly do so just because they know that someone loves them and someone is willing to indulge their coquettishness. This is actually a happy feeling.