Sweetheart, don't run

Chapter 45 The Girl Like Poem 1

Chapter 45 The Girl Like Poetry
Luo Zhan glanced around the crowd for several times but didn't see Lin Shuya, feeling a little uneasy.

As soon as Xiao Yaya left him, he felt very uncomfortable, but he thought that his good friend had waited for him for so long after traveling across the ocean to see him, so he was embarrassed to go away again, so he sat down with him and poured a glass each liquor.

Luo Zhan replied with a smile, "The old man is rich, isn't it because he earns so much money that I am defeated!"

Tan Jingrong smiled, raised his glass and touched him, "I just like Luo Shao's shameless appearance, let's have a drink." After drinking a glass of wine, Tan Jingrong found that he was a little absent-minded, so he asked, "What? You have something to do ?”

"No, I don't know where Xiao Yaya has gone. It's so messy here, I'm a little worried." He frowned, looking really disturbed.

Little Yaya?Could it be the girlfriend he said?

"I can't tell, you care so much about your girlfriend." He was a fool, fighting and fighting, and it was really hard to see that he was a person who cared about girls. Tan Jingrong was a little surprised.

"Actually, I'm sorry for her. To be honest, I raped her." Although he didn't want to use this word, he didn't want to hide it in front of his good friends. Someone still needed to say what was in his heart.

Tan Jingrong was even more surprised, "As you are, you won't be able to use force on a girl. Is she that good? How about a beautiful family?"

"She is really good-looking, but her family is terrible. I like her not because she is good-looking, but because I think she...is a girl like poetry. She looks simple but makes people unable to figure it out. I clearly I got her, but I still feel like I didn't get it... I can't express that feeling." Luo Zhan couldn't express well, but he just thought his little Yaya was very good.

"Do you think she makes you unattainable and unattainable, she has the nobility of a lotus that emerges from the mud without staining, and the pure beauty and elegance of a lily."

"That's right, Brother Tan, your comparison is too good. She is like a lily, exuding a fragrance all over her body, making me desire, immortal, desire, and die." Luo Zhanguang's bones are brittle thinking about it.

Seeing his intoxicated appearance, Tan Jingrong almost burst out of laughter.

What a real little rascal!

……

Lin Shuya only met Meng Ya once, and there were so many people in the bar that it was not easy for her to find her. Finally, she followed a girl who looked exactly like her to the bathroom. When the girl came out after washing her hands, Lin Shuya finally recognized her. Out.

She is Meng Ya who cheated in the game!

The girl in front of her was wearing a small black vest on her upper body, school pants on her lower body, and her hairstyle was an afro. Lin Shuya felt that she could put a nest of chicks in it.

She was wearing heavy makeup and her mouth was painted as if she had sucked blood, she didn't look like a student at all.

Meng Ya felt extremely uncomfortable being watched by her. Seeing her wearing a school uniform, she said impatiently, "Student, you are blocking my way."

Lin Shuya didn't step aside, but said, "You cheated in the game, follow me to the principal."

Meng Ya thought she looked familiar, and immediately remembered that she was Lin Shuya, she was there when she participated in the ancient poetry competition, and she was so outstanding that it was hard to forget.

She put her arms around her chest and said arrogantly, "I just cheated, how about it? Let me tell you, the principal of Chongde High School is my uncle, and I don't like other homework except Chinese class, so my uncle let me take part in it." Ancient poetry competition, do you think the judges don’t know that my poem is plagiarized? But I still won No.1, what can you do to me.”

(End of this chapter)

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