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Chapter 544: Is there anyone more stupid than you?

Her expression didn't look like she was joking with herself or anything.

Those smart and beautiful eyes are like crystal glass, shining with a moving luster.

"Whether it's good or bad has nothing to do with you..."

After saying these words calmly, Duan Hengyu turned around and left.[

Mu Yanli made a face at him, and before she could take back the expression on her face, he suddenly turned around.

I happened to see her pinching her face with both hands, staring, sticking out her tongue, and her little face was wrinkled.

Startled for a moment, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on his lips, "Why, do you think you're not ugly enough?"

Mu Yanli was also startled, she didn't expect that he would actually turn around.

Moreover, he happened to see her making faces.

For a moment, I felt a little embarrassed, and my face turned red.

"Whatever it is, I like it, hum..."

She yelled at Duan Hengyu fiercely, then turned around and trotted out.

Just when I ran to the door of the yard, I tripped over a small stone under my feet and fell to the ground in an awkward shape.

"Fuck~!"

Damn it, it's all because this damn skirt is too long...

When she goes back...she must make the hem of her skirt shorter.

Behind him, someone's gloating laughter came unsurprisingly.

Mu Yanli bit her lip, got up angrily, and turned around...

Someone was looking at her with a crooked smile, obviously gloating about her misfortune.

Moreover, after she turned her head, the smile on his lips seemed to be deeper.

"Duan, what are you laughing at..."

Her little face was bright red, and her beautiful eyes were dark and bright.

Duan Hengyu suppressed the smile on his lips, but there was still a trace of smile in his eyes, "Is there anyone stupider than you? You can't even walk well..." [

After saying such light words, Duan Hengyu turned around and walked into the attic.

"Damn~!"

Mu Yanli clenched her little hands and scolded Duan Hengyu's eighteen generations of ancestors in her heart before leaving angrily.

As soon as I walked out of the yard, I heard the sound of a piano.

It's a different song, but the style of the song is still the same, with a hint of sadness and sadness in it.


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