Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 994 His machismo

The blue-haired boy replied shyly, his eyes casually turned to Ye Ziye behind him: "Tommy (Tommy), my name is Tommy."

Ouch, why does the more I look at her, the more I think she is beautiful.

There are quite a few girls who can tear apart cars in the United States, but there are very few girls who can tear apart cars and are beautiful.

What's more, she looks so special that people can't take their eyes off her.

Ye Ziye put his hands on Zuo Zhe's back, clamped his flesh, and twisted fiercely: "Hello, my name is Monica."

How could she not understand Zuo Zhe's thoughts.

This big vinegar vat eats dry vinegar at every turn.

When others looked at her too much, he shot cross-hairs of death at others, and then used his body to cover her existence.

She always protests his machismo.

Moreover, if others look at her twice, she will not like that person.

But he still went his own way, killing all the opposite sex who had wrong thoughts about her.

What makes people laugh and cry is that Zuo Zhe is not calm enough in this aspect only.

Zuo Zhe was attacked in the back, his face was distorted, he gritted his teeth, and silently endured her ruthless pinch.

Keeping his composure, he grabbed her devil's claws and held them in his bosom, preventing her from taking advantage of her again.

She looked at her with a half-smile: "It seems that your charm is extraordinary. Whether you are Chinese or a foreigner, everything died at your hands."

In the past, in China, it was Carl, He Binxian, Qiu Yongchen, and Song Jian. I heard that the new teacher, who was called Guanghui, also liked her.

Oops, what a mess of people.

One goes, another comes, endlessly.

To see her was to buzz like a bee sees a flower.

"How could it be better than Brother Zhe?" She giggled and ignored him.

Switch to English and say to Tommy (Tommy): "Go, take us to see."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that the performance of this motorcycle is top-notch." Tommy (Tommy) quickly said flatteringly, "If it wasn't for his best friend, he would never have lent me the motorcycle."

Zuo Zhe stared at the back in front of him, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, he was half dead with anger.

It was so easy to cheat, a locomotive ran away with others.

Helpless, I had no choice but to follow up and take a look.

"Wait for me." The young man who was distributing the spoils divided the money on his body in twos and twos, and hurriedly followed.

So everyone pushed towards another group of people.

A 17-year-old boy stood in the dense crowd.

The boy had blond hair, and his young and arrogant face was filled with the joy of victory.

----emegency notice----

The computer is broken, and it needs to be repaired. I don’t have the computer for the time being, and I can’t type. It may stop for a few days and try to restore it before New Year’s Day.

Dear friends, you can watch my other works, which are equally wonderful, including "Dancing Youth: I'm Not Your Obedient Card", "The Love of a Rich Family: Hunting the Sexy Femme fatale", "Midsummer Kiss: It's All Caused by Love Letters", it's inconvenient Please forgive me!
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