Angel is a little bad

Chapter 116

Mi Feifei's beautiful face was gloomy, even gloomy than the weather. She stared at Huahuo with anger and hatred: "Did you do it? You threw nails into the dance studio, right?"

Huahuo shook his head and said slowly: "No!"

"It's not like there are ghosts!" Mi Feifei bent down and grabbed a handful of mud, threw it on her face, and said bitterly: "Don't think I don't know, Maomao came to you a few days ago, he found so many people, you It was the last one, and then I lost my breath again. I think you probably have ghosts. Say, did you do it, and what method did you use to keep Mao Mao silent?"

I can't admit it even if I die!Huahuo did not have the slightest guilty excuse: "I don't have the key to the building at all. I didn't go up that day. If you don't believe me, go check it out. If I really did it, Mao... the boss would have killed me! I didn't do anything. I was also repaired by him, and today I was repaired by you, what do you want..."

Mi Feifei squatted down, carefully observed her eyes and expression, saw her stubborn look, and spat: "I don't care if you did it, anyway, I would rather make a hundred mistakes than let one person go. Who told you to do it before?" Fight against me, you deserve it."

She casually grabbed a handful of mud and wiped it hard on Huahuo's face, then put her hands on Huahuo's clothes and wiped it clean.Finally I stood up, straightened my skirt, and said, "I will teach you a lesson today, and see if you dare to mess with me in the future."

She turned proudly, turning like a queen.

"Look at her, what do you think she looks like?"

"Hee hee, needless to say, of course it's like ￥#·…＊%#￥#·…"

The girls stepping on Hanabi's back finally moved their feet away, and their teasing was not hindered by the drizzle, and all of them reached Hanabi's ears.

Huahuo didn't stand up immediately, but lay on the ground, motionless.She couldn't feel the pain on her body, nor could she feel the stickiness on her face, but there was a flame burning in her eyes, and the depth of the flame was bottomless cold.

Just now, why did she think it would be better to give up?

How... is it possible... to give up?

(End of this chapter)