After Xiang Shanshan returned to the dormitory, she felt like she was exhausted.
The dormitory she lives in is a quadruple room.
One is her, the other is Mu Ling, and the other two are also beauties from the dance department.
"Wow, Shanshan, this is... on you!"
"Oh my god, are you crazy? Buying such expensive clothes, this dress, costs at least 300,000 yuan, right?"
"Hey, there are these shoes and the watch on your hand!!"
"No, your diamond necklace is a limited edition from Cartier, right?"
"It must be a high imitation, right?"
The eyes of the two roommates almost dropped.
Girls who study dance generally come from very good families, and they usually have a good reputation for luxury goods.
The outfit Xiang Shanshan wears is simply shocking.
Hearing the fuss made by the two roommates, Xiang Shanshan was a little embarrassed, but Mu Ling rolled her eyes and said:
"Are you blind? Take a good look."
The roommate pounced directly:
"Quickly, take off your clothes."
After all, it was a girls' dormitory, so we were not afraid of anyone coming. We usually had a good relationship with each other. Xiang Shanshan's haute couture evening dress was quickly taken off.
Mu Ling was frightened when she saw it:
"Slow down, be gentle, it's very expensive."
The roommate touched the dress carefully and was so shocked that he almost drooled.
"Holy crap, isn't it a high imitation? It's the real thing."
"Shanshan, are you crazy? Don't you want to live anymore? With what you are doing, even fifty years of living expenses won't be enough."
Mu Ling whispered in envy and jealousy:
"That's because you have no idea what kind of shitty luck she had."
Xiang Shanshan pinched her immediately and said to her roommate a little embarrassed:
"I borrowed this. I have to return it tomorrow."
My roommate had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Tell me, did you hook up with some super rich second generation outside?"
"Mu Ling, tell me, where did you go tonight?"
Mu Ling curled her lips and said:
"Tch! I'm too lazy to say it. I'm almost sour. Don't ask me, ask her."
Xiang Shanshan suddenly had a dark look on her face, put on her pajamas, sat on the bed and slowly began to take off her necklace and watch. She glanced at the door with some worry, thinking that if these things were lost, it would be troublesome.
One of the two roommates touched the necklace, the other put on the Patek Philippe, and then looked her up and down:
"No, it's very wrong. Well, Mu Ling is just a nymphomaniac, and she's actually jealous. Is the other person a handsome guy?"
Xiang Shanshan's face turned red and she said angrily:
"Two little bitches, do you want to be so superficial?"
The two roommates said in unison:
"want."
Mu Ling covered her mouth and snickered, then grabbed her chest with one hand, looking like a nymphomaniac with endless yearning:
"That man is definitely the most handsome man I have ever met in my life. There is no one else, and there will never be another man in the future. I can't describe it. He is so handsome."
The two roommates immediately gathered around:
"Like...you know."
"Yes, yes, please describe it."
Mu Ling snorted and swallowed, her voice changed a bit, with a sacred feeling:
"I can't describe it, but do you believe there is a god in this world? He can satisfy all your fantasies about men, such as figure, appearance, temperament, power, status, wealth, in short, everything. That man... Oh, what a pity.
, I’ve made this little bitch Shanshan cheaper.”
The two roommates were dumbfounded and turned to look at Xiang Shanshan.
Xiang Shanshan's face turned red.
She lowered her head and said nothing, her mood becoming very complicated.
Men like beautiful women, and women also like handsome men.
Especially monsters who are as handsome as Feng Heguang. Basically, for female creatures, they are just two words.
Kill all.
Xiang Shanshan couldn't say.
Mu Ling couldn't understand again.
Then the conversation style in the dormitory slowly changed direction, heading in a direction that made people blush and heartbeat.
All in all, it's very yellow.
There were four little sisters in the dormitory, collectively suffering from insomnia.
Fortunately, there was no class the next morning, so a few people stayed up until almost noon and continued the topic from last night in bed. Until their stomachs growled, they ordered takeout again and prepared to continue gossiping.
Xiang Shanshan took the opportunity to ask Zhu Ruirui to return the dress, watches and jewelry in the crowd of three people.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Ruirui only responded to her with an extremely ambiguous expression.
Xiang Shanshan was stunned for a moment and replied with a confused question mark expression.
Zhu Ruirui then gave her a cheesy smile, which looked very despicable.
Mu Ling directly smashed a big lemon bomb, and then screamed on the bed, startling the two roommates.
"Mu Xiaoling, are you crazy?"
"What's wrong?"
Mu Ling was extremely frustrated and threw her phone on the bed, then lay down frustrated:
"If I don't live anymore, does this world still make sense? I, Mu Xiaoling, am not bad either. Why can't Mao meet a man who is so good to me?"
The two roommates were stunned for a moment, then understood and blurted out in shock:
"Holy shit."
The obvious meaning is that there is no need to return the high-end gifts, watches and jewelry that Xiang Shanshan wore last night.
Dresses, shoes, etc., totaling about 500,000, were not enough to shock them.
Their family is well off, not rich, but they are far better off than ordinary middle-class families.
To put it mildly, who doesn’t have several million in their own small treasury, pocket money, New Year’s money and New Year’s money? It’s enough for an ordinary person to live a lifetime.
However, this is what they have accumulated since they were bedwetting.
The price of that Cartier diamond necklace is at least several million.
And that Patek Philippe platinum and diamond watch costs at least over one million.
Added up, it's several million.
According to what Mu Ling said, this was just a random gift given by the other party pretending to be Xiang Shanshan's boyfriend in order to dress her up.
Even the second generation of super rich people would not be able to do this.
Is the other party a big... money thrower?
Xiang Shanshan also looked uneasy.
No reward for no merit.
She is really not that kind of snobbish girl.
This gift is very hot to hold.
Besides, who gave this as a gift?
It was the Four Young Masters who opened the shopping mall, and it was obvious that they must be the ones paying.
And that mysterious and dazzling wind and light don't seem to be the perfect existence that should exist in this world.
Xiang Shanshan would never believe that the other party could like her.
The gap between the two people is too big.
Just like her, if she meets an ordinary boy, she can even become friends with him, and she will never look down on him.
But, I definitely won’t be tempted.
While they were lying on the bed gossiping and waiting for the takeaway.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked at the entrance of Dongyang University.
It's noon time now, and there are students coming and going.
This car was so eye-catching that everyone couldn't help but look at it.
Then……!
Their hearts trembled violently at the same time.
Freeze.
A young man who couldn't be more perfect in terms of height, body shape, appearance, dress, movements, and even breathing, got out of the car.
It's like... an ancient-style young man walking out of a beautiful movie.
Following his pace, the ancient Han Chinese clothes he wore and the long black hair hanging down his waist seemed to have some strange rhythm that attracted everyone, and they couldn't help but want to follow.
This scene shocked everyone.
Emotions are like viruses that spread in an instant.
who is he?
Everyone who saw him held their breath involuntarily.
It wasn't until he disappeared from sight that the students let out a long breath, then showed expressions of shock and disbelief, and shouted almost simultaneously:
"What a beautiful... man!"
Even boys can’t help but look infatuated:
"Oh my god, he's so handsome, I'm going to become a bender."
"Hero, please stop for a moment, you are the man of my dreams."
Qinglong Shenzi Feng Heguang holds a bouquet of roses in his hand.
Just like that, we walked all the way from the entrance of Dongyang University to the Goddess Dormitory.
He is not a walking hormone.
He is a walking...nuclear bomb.
Everywhere it went, it exploded into countless pieces.
Half a day later, on the Dongyang University forum, the scumbag Su, who had always dominated the topic list, finally retreated to the runner-up position.