"What are you doing? A good dog doesn't block the way." Ye Qingyu sneered coldly and said very rudely.
"Qingyu." This girl is so angry, why is she so bad-tempered? Xiaoyu pulled her sleeves with some worry, but she ruthlessly shook her away.
The student council president Suo Chen was still somewhat graceful and was not angry because of her words. He had a handsome smile on his lips: "Qingyu, are you still angry with me?"
