"Damn, you kissed me without brushing your teeth, you don't want to get angry." Lan Nuoying was completely angry. I wonder if she is afraid of getting dirty? Although she is not as exaggerated as mysophobia, she is still afraid of getting dirty.
After Ouyang Chenhao brushed his teeth and took care of things, Lan Nuoying and him went to school together.
When she came to school, everyone who saw Lan Nuoying would stay three meters away from her. They would hide when they saw her. There were people pointing and saying something behind her. This made Lan Nuoying unhappy. What the hell?
Just say it out loud, why are you pointing fingers behind your back? Also, she is not the God of Plague, why are you hiding from her?
"Baby, who have you offended?" Ouyang Chenhao frowned and looked at those gesticulating people.
"How do I know?" Lan Nuoying felt aggrieved and looked at this scene with dissatisfaction.
"Let me ask you clearly." Ouyang Chenhao touched Lan Nuoying's head, and then ran to pull out a boy. The boy was so submissive that he almost peed his pants in fear, and his feet were shaking so hard that they were shaking.
All.
"Ask you, why are you afraid of us?" Ouyang Chenhao pulled up the boy's tie, pulled it hard, and shouted loudly.
I have never seen Ouyang Chenhao so impulsive before, so he hurriedly hid aside.
With a "swipe", everyone in the audience was wiped out, and only Ouyang Chenhao, Lan Huanmeng and that boy were left.
"Say no!" Ouyang Chenhao yelled again. In fact, he was pretending to be angry from beginning to end. For some reason, Ouyang Chenhao now wanted to scare people.
"I...I...actually...we are not afraid...of...you." The boy's body trembled together, and Lan Nuoying almost punched him to tell him to stop. Damn, she
What he hates most is someone swaying in front of him.
"Then hide your ass." Ouyang Chenhao threw him to the ground.
"I...we are hiding...from...her." The boy pointed at Lan Nuoying, his fingers trembling.
"Why are you hiding from her? She's not a ghost." How could he have sex with a ghost? Ouyang Chenhao looked at the boy with a dark face.
"She is a cursed person." The boy said loudly, mustering up his greatest courage to say it.
"A cursed person?" Lan Nuoying and Ouyang Chenhao exclaimed together, is she cursed? Are you kidding me?
"You..." Lan Nuoying was about to pull up the boy's tie, but the boy was so frightened that he urinated and screamed loudly.
"Ah!!! Go away, go away...don't hurt me." The boy ran away quickly, as if Lan Nuoying was the god of plague.