Cinderella of the rich second generation school grass

Chapter 1 Who is the guy in Shan's heart (1)

"Brother Shan, wait for me! Wait for me!"

Tongtong's eager shout came from behind.

Damn, I thought who it was.

How dare you shout my nickname in broad daylight.

Brother Shan squinted his eyes disdainfully, turned his head and chattered endlessly: "Please, boss, how many times have I told you that once Miss Ben and I walk out of the school gate, you have to call me by my first name: Coral, you can't call me Do you know my nickname, you, you, you, why are you so uncooperative? If my parents find out and think that I have joined the underworld, they will kill me, even if they don’t kill me, they will kill me I was imprisoned at home facing the wall and thought about it, but do you want to see my misery, buddy?"

Tongtong said with very innocent eyes: "Uh! No, I have gossip to share with you, so I forgot it in a hurry."

Brother Shan said with an excited expression on his face: "Isn't today Friday? Isn't it the day to go home? Is there anything more important than going home to find your parents to get pocket money? When you think of going home to get pocket money right away, don't mention How happy I am, what can you tell me?"

Tongtong asked: "Brother Shan, do you know? I heard that our class will have a transfer student next Monday. It is said that his name is Lucr, he is 1 meters tall and weighs 84 kilograms. He is cool and handsome. Looks good."

After thinking about it, he continued: "More importantly, it is said that Lucr is a rich second generation, and his family is very rich, wow wow... Brother Shan, you think it would be great if he was my boyfriend !"

Brother Shan wiped his sweat and said: "Damn, I said Tongtong! You are too worthless, you called me so anxiously just to tell me about this, I have heard about this girl a long time ago .”

Then he put his hands on Tongtong's shoulders and said earnestly: "But don't worry, buddy, I'm not interested in little boys, and I don't care if he is the second generation rich or the eighth generation rich, I have my own heart for this lady, so... …Hehe, fight for it yourself! I won’t join in the fun, I’m going home.”

Tong Tongmeng continued to ask: "Uh! Brother Shan, don't go, you wait for me, you haven't finished talking yet, when did you have your own heart! Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" what!"

Brother Shan smiled and said: "Hey! I said: Tongtong! How much do you know me, and you don't even think about who I am? If you know everything, how can I mess around in the future! Hehe .”

(End of this chapter)