After school, Xia Feimeng changed her clothes and was about to leave the school, when several figures stood in front of her.
"Hey, you're new here. You're very naughty. I sent you a message today and you didn't reply?" The leader standing in front of her was Mo Yanyan, who had warned her not to seduce Shengsi Luo when she first arrived.
"Is it necessary to reply? You like Shengsiluo to do my shit, can you please stop thinking that everyone likes him?" Besides, even if such a philandering carrot is your girlfriend, it will be enough for you.
"Ha, you are quite arrogant. Don't think that I don't know that the young master has sent you a message!" Mo Yanyan has been paying close attention to Xia Feimeng and Sheng Siro's every move during class. She does not allow any threats to her status.
There were people there, so I happened to see Sheng Siro smiling coquettishly at Xia Feimeng.
"Yeah, he asked me if I wanted to date him. Why, are you jealous?" Look at the flattering tone. If Mo Yanyan wasn't angry, she would immediately run back and marry the person designated by the old man.
As expected, Mo Yanyan was trembling with anger. The two followers standing behind her immediately raised their hands as if each wanted to slap her. But it was a pity that such a little trick could not hurt her at all. Xia Feimeng stretched out
He stretched out two hands and grabbed the wrists of the two people, and then broke them with force. There were two "squeaks" and the bones were dislocated.
"Ah, you are so weak. How can you steal Saint Siro from me like this? Huh? Miss!"
, groveling, is simply a dream.
Mo Yanyan angrily pointed at Xia Feimeng's nose with a trembling hand, "Don't think that you can endure it if you can do some Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. Let me tell you, Shengsiluo will always be mine."
"Oh? Is that really like this?" Xia Feimeng raised an evil smile at the corner of her mouth. She saw a person walking from the distance. God really gave her face.
Xia Feimeng glanced at Mo Yanyan, then put on a charming and cunning smile and approached someone, "Sheng Siro, are you ready to go back? How about giving me a ride?"
Sheng Siluo looked at the hand on her shoulder, turned his hand and pulled her towards the sports car leaning next to him. He opened the car door himself and smiled, "It's a great honor."
After her plan succeeded, Xia Feimeng sat in Shengsiluo's car, raised her eyebrows at Mo Yanyan, who was turning blue, and blew a loud whistle. This was clearly showing off.