Good luck, she is addicted to practice every day, either going to the library tower to listen to Master Yanbao's teachings, or going to the Yanguang Valley to practice Abi Yanjing. She trusts him, believes in him, but he is alone in the classroom, flirting with women.
Grass!
"But Miss Ling, don't be angry." Su Ze kept smiling, knowing in his heart that they were a couple, and immediately comforted him, "Brother Ling Yu didn't do anything extraordinary. He has always been indifferent to Senior Sister Ye..."
Before she finished speaking, Ling Luo's figure disappeared in front of her eyes. She pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and squeezed to the front with a cold face.
"I'm not free, you can go."
"Mr. Ling, since you are not free, Rou'er will not force it. This is Rou'er's wish, just accept it." Ye Fengrou held a purple purse in her hand, embroidered with mandarin ducks crossing their necks.
, "I embroidered this myself."
The men who were watching could not help but hold their breath.
The mandarin duck purse that Senior Sister Ye embroidered by hand is still a mandarin duck with its neck crossed. Isn’t this a charming hint...
"What the hell are these two ducks? They're so ugly." Ling Luo stepped forward with a thin smile on his lips, snatched the purple purse from Ye Fengrou's hand, and put it in the palm of his hand to examine it, "Tsk tsk
, to use such a gaudy color as purple, how much courage does a grown man have to dare to wear it?"
Being ridiculed in public was something Ye Fengrou had never experienced before. Her face turned pale and she was about to cry.
The way she raised her head and raised her eyebrows was so pitiful that the hearts of the men watching couldn't help but twitch.
Xuanyuan Yu saw Ling Luo rushing over with a dark face and harsh words. Instead of being angry, Xuanyuan Yu felt so happy that he almost flew into the air.
She was jealous.
Judging by the severity of her jealousy, you can tell how much she cares about herself.
Ling Luo snorted coldly, her brows and eyes full of ridicule. She shook the purple mandarin duck purse in her hand, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said, "Yu, do you like it?"
"No, no, no, I don't like it! I don't like it at all!" Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly corrected his attitude, stared directly at Ling Luo, and said, "I dislike it."
Seeing that the stern look in Ling Luo's eyes had faded a bit, he added another sentence with a very shameless look: "Luo'er is right, you're ugly, you're so ugly, I dislike you so much!"
Xuanyuan Yu's statement immediately made Ye Fengrou feel ashamed, and his glass heart shattered into pieces.
"Master Yu, how could you..." At this moment, Senior Sister Ye really cried.
Tears are a woman's best weapon, and she knows this very well. It's hard for a hero to be a beauty, but who knows——
"Why can't I? Luo'er is my fiancée. As long as she says it, I will definitely obey it." Xuanyuan Yu put his long arm around Ling Luo's shoulder affectionately, pretending to be a wife and slave.
Proud look.
Ling Luo moved his shoulders, avoiding a certain wolf's paw without leaving a trace. He raised the mandarin duck purse, put it to his nose and sniffed, and a darker look of cruelty suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Shameless!" she scolded, throwing the mandarin duck purse on Ye Fengrou's face, "How dare you use hibiscus, an aphrodisiac spice?"
The expression on Ye Fengrou's face froze, and her tears stopped abruptly. A look of surprise flashed across her eyes, and her voice was slightly panicked: "What are you talking about? I don't understand what you are talking about."