She is so delicate

Chapter 107 Covet his beauty
"You monsters and monsters who want to be single, please stay away from me. I, the leader of the Singles Alliance, will never be in cahoots with you."

Luo Zhi: "..."

Seeing the serious expression on Song Tiancheng's face, Luo Zhi sighed with a silent expression in her eyes. She raised her chin and pointed lightly at the pen and paper in her hand.

There was a silent question in his eyes.

Seeing this, Song Tiancheng pulled off the cap of her pen and sneered, "Although I just said I would help you analyze it, the most important thing is to record your gossip."

"Maybe I can still earn tipping fees in the future."

Hearing the words, Luo Zhi suddenly became speechless and concise, her pink lips pursed slightly, she pondered for a while and then spoke in a tentative tone.

"What time will it be?"

"After all, I am the main source of information, so if you make money from this, it stands to reason that you should share a certain percentage with me."

After hearing what Luo Zhi said, Song Tiancheng was speechless.

"It's okay if you dream."

"Now please correct your attitude, answer the questions I will ask you seriously, and then draw the final conclusion based on your answers."

"Let's see if you really like Qi Zhou, or..."

Song Tiancheng paused for a moment, and the white pen twirled in her hand. Her movements were cool and handsome, with a somewhat cool and cool feeling.

She looked at Luo Zhi and continued with a smile.

"I still covet his beauty, and I want to use the reason of liking him to harass him openly and take advantage of him."

Luo Zhi's face was full of black lines after hearing her explanation.

I was holding back the sentence MMP in my heart, not knowing whether I should say it or not.

"Song Tiancheng! Do you think I am the kind of mediocre person who covets beauty?" Luo Zhi glared at Song Tiancheng with a heartbroken face.

She suddenly regretted telling them that she liked Qi Zhou.

Is it too late to take it back now?
"Don't be so fierce."

Song Tiancheng raised her hand and waved it with a nonchalant expression, tucking the black hair that was scattered around her cheek blocking her sight behind her ear.

His face looked slightly impatient.

"Why do you talk so much? Hurry up and get to the point." She lowered her voice slightly and muttered in a low voice, "I'm fully equipped and ready to rush to the front line, waiting for a bite of fresh and hot melon."

"I heard it all." Luo Zhi said with a paralyzed face.

"Did you actually hear it?" Song Tiancheng raised her hand and covered her mouth with a shy tone, "I thought you couldn't hear it."

"Do you think there is a soundproof wall here?"

Song Tiancheng looked slightly anxious and bit the end of her pen. Her beautiful eyes looked at Luo Zhi, who urged her with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"Stop talking nonsense and talk quickly!"

"My flowers are waiting to wither."

"What's the bond between you and that Qi Zhou? It's hard for me to imagine what else could attract you besides his beauty."

Hearing this, Luo Zhi frowned slightly and thought about it carefully.

Then she froze.

Because she couldn't think of Qi Zhou's advantages.

With his eyelashes quivering slightly, Luo Zhi's eyes were filled with a hazy and slightly dazed expression, and he looked at Song Tiancheng with a slightly awkward expression as he shook his head slightly.

"I...he doesn't seem to have any merit."

Song Tiancheng's hand that was about to start writing was slightly stunned. She looked up at Luo Zhi with a strange look in her eyes, "Is he so bad in your impression?"

She capped her pen and stood up.

Then he looked at Luo Zhi with disgust and contempt in his eyes, and said in a heavy voice, "As expected, you are just coveting other people's beauty."

"And she even said that she liked him in a high-sounding way."

"Luo Zhi, you really disappoint me."

"Do it yourself."

After Song Tiancheng finished speaking, she turned around and climbed onto her bed, opening the bed curtain to block Luo Zhi's confused eyes.

(End of this chapter)