School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 535 I hate him so much

Here, Zuo Qiyue ran out of the clubhouse crying.

It was getting late, the sky was gloomy, and there was light rain falling. Because of the rain, the wind was a little cool.

The clothes on her body were torn and tattered, as soon as the wind blew, her body couldn't help but feel shabby.

"It's so pitiful, let's go buy something to eat."

At this time, a passer-by looked at her sympathetically, and a coin rolled down at her feet.

Zuo Qiyue was taken aback, eyes full of sadness, bent down, picked up the coin, and stared at it quietly.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

She was really pitiful. She was hurt by the man she loved so much, and finally she came out with scars and was treated as a beggar.

She is indeed the most miserable beggar...

An indescribable sense of torment in his body struck again.

Her head was dizzy, and she shook her head uncomfortably, trying her best to wake herself up.

Hot, hot, madness burning in the blood...

She clawed at the skin and rushed into the rain, letting the icy rain beat her.

It seemed that only in this way could the burning sensation in the blood be slightly relieved.

Unable to bear the strange feeling in her body, her body was tortured limp and wobbly, she fell to the ground.

A slender figure walked over, using his coat as an umbrella, and holding it high above her head to shield her from the rain.

"..."

In July, she couldn't feel the rain, she raised her head with difficulty, opened her wet eyelashes, and looked at Nangonghan standing in front of her.

He held the coat in both hands, while he stood in the rain, allowing the rain to wet his silver-white hair and soak his white shirt.

if--

In the past, she must have been so moved, she would have jumped up, hugged him tightly, and told him that it was great to have him here!

But now, her eyes are full of grief.

Standing up with difficulty, I don't want to be too embarrassed in front of him.

Silently, she turned around, disdaining to talk to him, and walked forward.

Nangong Han didn't know how to explain it. The only thing he could do was to silently stand behind her.

As soon as July takes a step, he will take a step, with both hands always keeping the movement of holding the coat high, and the coat is always carefully supported on top of her head.

"call……."

On the side of the road, occasionally a car whized by, splashing water on his body, and he didn't care about himself, and focused on Qiyue.

"Don't follow me!"

Unable to hold back anymore, Qiyue turned around angrily and glared at him angrily.

"Why, don't you hate me? Now that you're playing this show, what are you planning?"

Most Qiyue roared aggressively, stretched out his index finger, and poked viciously at his heart.

Nangong Han didn't make a sound, and didn't resist. He let her poke her chest and didn't groan. If this would make her feel better, he would rather be in pain all the time.

"Go away, I hate you very much now, seeing your face, I am very angry!!"

His silence made Zuo Qiyue even more annoyed. Instead of poking, he pushed and punched.

"thump."

The effects of the medicine in the body tormented her one after another, until Qiyue was so weak that she fell directly to the ground with lupus.

Nangong Han got nervous and immediately squatted down, trying to pull her up.

"Go away!" Most Qiyue shook off his hand irritably, lying on the wet ground, letting the rain soak her clothes as if she had fallen down.

It seemed that her body would feel better only when she touched the cool water.

Simply close your eyes and let the embarrassing posture be vividly interpreted.

"It's cold underground, you'll catch a cold, can you get up first?"

(End of this chapter)