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Chapter 2 Hua Ya's Dignity

"That's right there," Hua Ya pointed her fingers, and murmured softly, "They all look like ghosts and monsters, and they are vicious. If the strong men didn't come, they would almost kill me."

The beautiful man cupped his fists: "Miss Xie, there will be a time later."

what!My handsome boy, you haven't left your name yet...

Hua Ya wanted to jump over and hug the beautiful man's leg after waiting for months, but found that she couldn't move an inch. She kept a stiff smile and waved goodbye to the beautiful man.

why why why!
What happened to her today, why she thought and said and acted differently.

Hua Ya was able to control her legs until the beautiful man was completely swallowed by the night. She ran at the speed of a rabbit while shouting: "Strong man, benefactor, hero, brother, my beautiful man!" Ah! How can you be so cruel, what you said just now is clearly not my truth, don’t you see how eager my eyes are, how fast my breathing is, no matter what you hear, you shouldn’t believe it. You also said There will be a period later, you don't even know my name or where I live, so you don't want to deceive people like this!"

There was no response from the handsome man in the distance, only a few wolf howls and Hua Ya's voice echoing each other.

For the record, Hua Ya is not a nympho.

She did this only for the inherent dignity of a woman.

You must know how difficult it is to meet a woman in this wilderness, but the first male creature she had worked so hard for didn't covet her at all, and after asking about the whereabouts of the scrap metal, he left gracefully. This is obviously a satire on Hua Ya's lack of charm.

Although Hua Ya is really unattractive, it's enough to keep her words in her heart, who dares to do it blatantly.

That's right!

Hua Ya believes that there is no precious sword in this world, the man just made up a lie just to trample on her dignity.

Hmph, you can tell by the look on his monkey cheeks that he is not a good person!
Hua Ya's face was full of anger, and she imagined the handsome facial features of the handsome man in her memory as Wang Dazi, a stinky tofu seller in the street next door who was less than four feet tall and looked wretched, over thirty years old and unmarried.

(End of this chapter)