“Male” Became a Group Favorite with Her

    Boys A and B, who were talking nonsense downstairs, began to brag about their girlfriends.

    The big belly man A, who was so fat that there was only a slit in his eyes, complained a little indignantly:

    "Didn't Yu Qiuran show off her abs before? As a result, my ex-girlfriend broke up with me when she saw it on the forum. She said, 'Yu Dian has eight-pack abs, but you only have one big. Belly'."

    When he said that sentence, he squeezed his throat and deliberately imitated a high-pitched female voice with a mockery, sounding that he did not have much respect for his girlfriend.

    The bald man B with thinning hair was amused by him hahaha laughing, and then said in a condescending tone: "Women have nothing in their minds, they only look at their faces."

    Yu Qiuran raised her eyebrows.

    The four members of the Dongmang Association are now standing on the edge of the roof, leaning on the railing and looking down. The top floor on the next floor of the roof faces the direction of the river bank and has a semicircular terrace that protrudes outwards.

    The two who are talking are sitting here. Yu Qiuran took a closer look and found that they were all in the top 30 on the Billboard, and the bald man seemed to be still in the student council.

    When they met each other before, the other party looked very respectful and polite, but it turned out that there was such a wretched virtue behind it.

    The two did not notice that there was a row of people standing above their heads behind them, still laughing and saying bad things about the Dongmang Club.

    The big belly man commented in an expert attitude: "Isn't it? What did you say because of the abdominal muscles and broke up with me. Then Hua Chengya in the Dongmang Club should not have abdominal muscles, right? She's not still obsessed with it."

    The bald man agrees very much: "Hua Chengya doesn't look like she does. He hangs around with girls every day, wearing gold and silver like a bitch. Ask me to tell you Don't be so angry, he may not be able to empathize with girls because he can't be there."

    The big-bellied man laughed and applauded: "Indeed, he is still singing and pretending to be a woman on the stage. I really think there is something wrong with his brain when a child from an aristocratic family goes to be an actor."

    Ao Jingyi's face was cold and frightening. He was about to teach these two ignorant guys a lesson, but Hua Chengya next to him held him down.

    Hua Chengya shook her head and said softly, "Let them say, I'll see what else they can say."

    His voice was so soft that it dissipated into the air as soon as he exited.

    Yu Qiuran turned her head and glanced at him. I saw Hua Chengya looking at the person below with her eyes closed, her expression very calm.

    The two on the terrace were talking, and they didn't notice the cold eyes of Ao Jingyi behind them.

    The bald man answered mysteriously: "You don't know this, he learned it from his mother. Isn't his mother the fourth wife of the Hua family? Singer It was time to seduce the tall branch that the head of the Hua family climbed up."

    "It is estimated that the owner of the house just loves her that way, so he let his son learn to please the old man. After all, the age difference between the two is so big, what if you don't want to go your own way."

    The big belly man burst into laughter: "Isn't it? Or how about a woman's brain is stupid? She has given birth to a son, so how can she raise her son to please the old man?"

    The bald man shook his head proudly: "What happened to the birth of a son? Hua Chengya will look beautiful in Dongmang, but in fact, he may not be able to compare to us!"

    "He was born to the wife of the main house. His eldest brother and eldest sister are older than his mother, and the brothers and sisters above him are not fuel-efficient lamps. This little mom is so crowded that she has nowhere to go."

    The man with the big belly was a little excited: "Why did the mother talk about it again. Isn't the mother a serious wife? Is there a story in it?"

    The bald man lowered his voice: "Why don't you think about it, an actor, why should the head of the Hua family marry? The third wife has passed away, and the means have taken over."

    The bald man stroked the thinning hair on the top of his head and made a very wise look.

    He speculated with certainty: "Otherwise, why is this 'Fourth wife' with a straight waist, allowing the stepchildren and stepdaughters below to crowd out and dare not speak. The brothers and sisters in front of Hua Chengya are so repulsive He, it's not because the son born by the third child can't get a good deal."

    The big belly man laughed loudly: "So he won't be famous for a few years. When the old man is gone, he may even bow down to us in the future."

    The bald man also laughed: "It feels really good to think of the former members of the Dongmang Club to please us - u u u uh-"

    When Ao Jingyi heard the two below maliciously speculating about Hua Chengya's mother, he turned back to the awning, picked up half of the watermelon shell that Zhan Shenlang quickly hollowed out, and walked back He threw it down and slammed it directly on the bald man's head.

    The bald man took off the "watermelon hat" on his head, wiped the pulp and juice on his face very embarrassedly, raised his head angrily and shouted: "Which grandson dares—"

    He met Ao Jingyi's gloomy face, shuddered with fright, and swallowed the words in his mouth.

    The big-bellied man next to him stood up from his seat tremblingly, looking at the four Dongmanghui who were looking down at them, his face turned pale.

    Zhan Shenlang stared at them expressionlessly, "click, click," and broke the railing with his bare hands, and in the frightened look of the other party, he took out a long horizontal bar and handed it to Ao Jingyi said, "I'm too strong."

    If he kills someone with his hands, it won't be good, let Ayi do it.

    The big belly man and the bald man shivered involuntarily as they hugged each other, frantically trying to defend themselves.

    Before they could figure out what to say, Ao Jingyi had already waved to test the feel, and then holding a long pole, he slapped their **** with a stick like a duck.

    The big-bellied man and the bald man were covering their farts while they were crying and howling, while they were beaten by Ao Jingyi while standing on a high place. Here, back and forth.

    The big belly man cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I don't dare any more."

    The bald man touched his swollen butt, and grinned and cried, "I know I'm wrong, I apologize to Your Highnesses."

    Ao Jingyi was so ugly because of their snot and laha face, he frowned in disgust and said: "You are so cowardly and broken-mouthed bears, you have the nerve to come out and show shame. I see that you not only The brain is not big, and it is filled with water."

      How to deal with the two, I will listen to your opinions."

    Yu Qiuran removed her hot eyes, turned back to look at Hua Chengya, and found that his expression had calmed down again.

    Although his expression was hidden, his hand tightly clutching the railing still revealed some emotions.

    Just now when he heard the following two people slam him, he always seemed very calm, until the middle party maliciously slandered his mother, he began to show abnormal anger.

    Seeing that Hua Chengya didn't seem to think of a "good way" for a while, Yu Qiuran said lightly:

    "Listening to the meaning of the two, it seems that I am very envious of me showing off my abdominal muscles in front of everyone. In fact, this matter is very simple, and by the way, I can let you express your support for the 'goddess'..."

    Yu Qiuran looked down at the two people on the terrace who shrank their heads like quails, and showed a meaningful smile.

    The campus forum exploded.

    Subject: Two neuropathy ran out of the hospital, come and get them back!

    1L: Are these two crazy? Everyone has a good holiday, they come out to make a bad scene!

    3L: Still the top 30 on the Billboard, they are all people with heads and faces. If they do this, they will be ridiculed all their lives. What do they think?

    …

    The big belly man and the bald man are wearing bodysuits, running wildly by the river bank, while shouting: "Sister Yuan, I like you!"

    The bodysuits on them are muscular men's models launched by the "Funny Club" during the school celebration.

      And the clothes themselves are printed with swollen muscle tissue, especially the abdominal muscles are the most exaggerated.

    Although it is very funny, but because it is too hot, everyone still gave bad reviews.

    On days like the Shanghai Festival, the students tried their best to dress up and show their best image. It's true that everyone is arguing, but it's not like that.

    …

    22L: It's quite funny. The school newspaper account has posted the best version of the edited video. You can go and watch it. It's a fun festival.

    27L: Although it's funny, the key point is that we had a very romantic atmosphere, and they forced a change of style.

    31L: Really, I was chatting with my crush and was about to confess when I saw them spit out. Why should I drink that sip of water because I'm nervous, I hate it!

    45L: Hahaha, but these two dear friends confessed very loudly and expressed their feelings to Yu Yuan enthusiastically.

    50L: yue—I think when I think of Yu Yuan in the future, I will think of these two grotesquely ugly men, and I don’t even have a good impression of her.

    53L: To be honest, I don’t know if they really confessed or deliberately punished Yu Yuan. Yu Yuan's ranking on the Billboard dropped another one, which was probably related to this incident.

    59L: I guess I didn't come out on purpose to pull my crotch. Haven't these two been Yu Yuan's fans for a long time, and often follow her in activities.

    62L: Otherwise, Yu Yuan played with her feelings and wanted to take revenge in this way.

    67L: Killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, making this out on the Shangsi Festival, this society will be remembered forever by everyone, and the school history will be remembered.

    70L: Otherwise, why would they say they lost their minds.

    …

    Hua Chengya turned on her mobile phone and saw that the school newspaper had recorded a video according to his instructions and put it on the campus network.

    He glanced at the two on the cover of the video with disgust.

    Ao Jingyi patted him on the shoulder: "I have told the housekeeper that the cooperation between the two families and the college will be tightened. The heirs in the family are unclear, and there is no need to continue the cooperation. ."

    Although the matter was resolved, the good mood of the four of them feasting was also destroyed.

    The rooftop was originally a good viewing spot with a wide view. They were also going to watch the wonderful water performance prepared by the school here, but now they have lost their interest.

    Hua Chengya looked sullen: "Forget it, I'll go back and prepare the booth for the afternoon. The food here is ready, you can eat it."

    He obviously wanted to be alone, but the other three did not discourage him much and watched him leave alone.

    After Hua Chengya left, Ao Jingyi explained to Yu Qiuran: "Although Acheng is reluctant to say about the specific situation of the previous generation in the Hua family, we outsiders can't explain to you beyond him. But I guarantee that Ah Cheng is definitely not an illegitimate child, and his mother is not what the two said."

    Mrs. Hua is very private and rarely shows up. Ao Jingyi has only seen her a few times since he was a child. He knows that she is a gentle and weak woman, and there are many misunderstandings about her from the outside world.

    Yu Qiuran smiled: "I know, the fact is very obvious. Being able to enter the Dongmang Club means that there is no problem with Ah Cheng's identity."

    A privileged organization like the Dongmang Club is said to be able to join the four major families, but it is basically impossible for a child born to a superior who has an extramarital affair to discredit the Dongmang Club of.

    Looking at Hua Chengya's situation, it seems that her father does not value her at home. It is impossible for the head of the Hua family to take the trouble to cover it up and stuff him up and down.

    The three of them havetily watched the performance and returned to the East Palace.

    Yu Qiuran returned to her villa area, the maid sister greeted her, and she motioned to Yu Qiuran to the three figures in the hall:

    "Master, His Highness Hua has just sent three sets of Chinese clothes, saying that they have been adjusted according to your size. Let you choose one you like to wear in the afternoon. If these three sets are all If you are not satisfied, you can contact him for a replacement."

    Yu Qiuran looked carefully. Hua Chengya is indeed very talented in clothing design, and each set of clothes is exquisite and luxurious. Probably because it fits her daily melancholy temperament, the clothes are all cool colors.

    In the end, Yu Qiuran chose a set that did not require a girdle, only a layered light green robe with a silver and white outer cloak.

    Although her disguise seems to be quite successful at present, her waistline is still different from that of normal men. It is best to avoid wearing clothes that reveal the waist every day.

    She changed with the help of the maid sister, and then went to the central area to meet Hua Chengya.

    Yu Qiuran rarely wears this kind of fancy clothes. Along the way, she walked on and on, and found that Hua Chengya had deliberately cut the hem a little shorter when she was modifying her clothes, probably because she was afraid that she would step on the hem of the clothes and fall over.

    She fluttered the corners of her clothes all the way, and entered the central hall with her sleeves windy. Hua Chengya was already waiting for her inside.

    After seeing her, there seemed to be a hint of surprise in the other party's eyes.

    Then she heard the other party say hesitantly: "This suit can be adjusted better, do you mind if I change it?"

    Yu Qiuran looked at each other busy, and repeatedly compared the boxes of jewelry, and finally picked out a silver chain inlaid with iolite.

    Two diamond-shaped brooch chain heads inlaid with violet gemstones are fixed on both sides of the placket on the chest of the outermost cloak, and thin silver chains interlocking link them, in the middle A nice arc is drawn.

    Yu Qiuran looked in the mirror and found that after the decoration of this trinket, her overall image seemed a little more alienated and chilling.

    Hua Chengya explained: "Because I haven't designed clothes for you specifically, my imagination will deviate from your actual temperament."

    He even took out a long sword of the same color and handed it to Yu Qiuran: "It always feels that you should appear sharper and more aggressive than cold and melancholy."

    Yu Qiuran took the long sword happily, held the exquisite and handsome scabbard, and drew the sword to take a look. That's right, she wasn't a sentimental person in the first place, and if she could choose, she wouldn't want her current character.

    Hua Chengya saw that she seemed very satisfied with playing a swordsman, and smiled: "You like it."

    As he spoke, he reminded again: "Although this sword does not have an edge, it is a bit dangerous if the blade is tempered relatively thinly. Be careful of hurting your hand when you play."

    Hua Chengya is still the red she always wears, and the bird pattern is embroidered with gold thread on her robe.

    Two people arrive at the booth. An antique rest area has been arranged above, and the rear is blocked by a four-season flower and bird screen style.

    On the stage, there are Bogu racks for all kinds of cultural and play items, long and narrow soft collapses, tea tables for the whole set of tea sets, and long tables for potted plants. .

    Yu Qiuran rushed up, lifted the hem of his clothes, reclined against the soft slump that could only accommodate one person, and rested on the long flower pillow, like a salted fish Not moving.

    Then he sent people the tools for perfumery and began to ponder the spices.

    Yu Qiuran watched the other party receive visitors one by one and chose to be a shopkeeper after her excitement, and began to feel a little bored.

    Even the crowd watching and taking pictures in the audience could not stop her from becoming drowsy.

    The people who dare to come to the stage to chat are the privileged class with a bit of fame. They are qualified to make an appointment to take the stage and give gifts to the Dongmang Club at close range.

    Some people who have a good relationship will also receive a small bag of spices prepared by Hua Chengya in return.

    Hua Chengya turned her head and saw that Yu Qiuran's eyes had been closed, and signaled to the students onlookers to keep quiet, and closed the visitor channel for online appointments.

    Only the last visitor reserved in advance was left. After she came up, Hua Chengya's eyes sank.

    Yu Qiuran originally smelled the light incense burning in the incense burner, and her consciousness was a little blurred.

    As a result, she suddenly heard a low voice full of maliciousness: "The actor really likes to be in the limelight. Do you think this can win people over?"

    She quietly opened her eyes and saw a mediocre-looking girl with short hair and Hua Chengya kneeling on both sides of the tea table.

    The short-haired girl looked at Hua Chengya's hand making spices in a calm manner, with well-defined joints and a delicate and fair complexion, and then looked at her short, dark-skinned hand, her eyes flashed with jealousy .

    She put her hand away from the table and put it on her lap, with a sweet smile on her face, but a mean tone in her mouth: "A scumbag like you, you should Serving everyone at home, running out to show what eyes..."

    "By the way, I'm going to have dinner with my classmates in the evening. You can make me shrimp, pomelo peel and Wensi tofu."

    Hua Chengya tapped a small ear spoon on the edge of the spice jar, and put the extra ingredients back in. While packing his things, he looked up at the short-haired girl: "Li Goudan, I haven't seen you for a few years, your paranoia has gotten worse."

    Li Goudan's face changed slightly when she heard the name, but she quickly adjusted, showing a quiet smile, looking at Hua Chengya with admiration, and continued to whisper Vicious words:

    "You don't do it, do you? Then I will report to my mother and ask her to go back to the old house and ask your mother to do it for me."

    "You should also know that when my mother comes on stage, your mother will have to peel off the skin even if she doesn't die. But after all these years, your mother's **** bones should also be used to it. Hahaha, the dog looks at people's faces Of course…”

    Hua Chengya slammed the spice plate in her hand and slammed it on Li Goudan, spreading the spice powder all over her.

    Li Goudan screamed, and everyone in the audience looked over. Because there is a certain distance between the top and bottom of the booth, the people below can't hear the people on the stage talking softly.

    They will only see that Li Goudan has always been gentle and polite, and seems to respect Hua Chengya. However, Hua Chengya suddenly lost her temper and seemed very unreasonable, which directly destroyed his usual friendly and gentle image.

      .

    "You can't help it? Am I wrong? Your mother is a bitch, a shameless bitch, she took off her naked clothes and seduced her grandfather before marrying into the flower family. ."

      He clenched the spice jar in his hand, and he was about to smash Li Goudan in the face.

    Li Goudan looked at his face that was even more gorgeous because of anger, with jealousy and pleasure in his eyes: "You can't change her anger, she's a bitch—"

    Hua Chengya had better be able to smash her, so that not only can he ruin his reputation in front of people, but she has even more reason to go back to Hua's house to find a notice.

    It is about the reputation of the Dongmang Society, before things got worse, Yu Qiuran took action.

    Everyone saw her slouching and leaning on the slump with her elbows propped up. The case passed by.

    Silver white and light cyan hem intertwined, flipped over and slid smoothly across the tabletops. Yu Qiuran, like a light bird, suddenly appeared in the air quietly, like a thunderbolt, accompanied by a bright flash of lightning—

    She showed the sword in her hand as she stood up.

    When she stood beside Hua Chengya, the sword in her hand had also been unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed downwards and pointed directly at Li Goudan's throat.

    Everyone's surprise at Hua Chengya's sudden anger and doubts about his image collapse has eased. If even Yu Qiuran couldn't help but take action, there must be something wrong with the **** the stage.

    Li Goudan looked stiff. She fell to the ground, looked up at Yu Qiuran, felt the coldness of the sharp object in her throat sticking to her skin, and stammered: "You, what do you want to do..."

    Hua Chengya was also a little surprised by this. He knelt down behind the desk, at Yu Qiuran's feet, looked up at her with round eyes.

    Yu Qiuran, like a handsome and ruthless swordsman, stood there upright, looking down at Li Goudan, who was lying on the ground, with a light tone:

    "Words are like knives, so people need to be cautious when speaking. I don't think you understand it, so let you experience the feeling of piercing your throat."

    Li Goudan, who realized that he was revealing his secrets, became angry: "What are you, you dare to talk to me like this—"

    Before she finished speaking, Yu Qiuran lifted her chin with the tip of her sword, and her head was forced to be raised higher, exposing more vital points in her neck.

    However, Li Goudan was certain that Yu Qiuran would not dare to stab himself, so he looked at her with a defiant look with a fearless look.

    Yu Qiuran smiled, turned her wrist and patted Li Goudan's face with the thin and narrow sword face: "Why are you talking to Uncle Yu, Goudan?"

    Yu Qiuran listened to what Li Goudan said just now, and speculated that she was most likely the daughter of Hua Chengya's older brother and sister, and in terms of seniority, she was younger.

    Slapping the opponent's face with a sword is a bit of humiliation and admonishment, but naturally no one dares to say anything. And when the people around heard Yu Qiuran shouting out this nickname with significance of the times, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

    Li Goudan was originally very angry, but after hearing Yu Qiuran's words, he reacted for a moment, and suddenly became a little panic: "You, you, you are the one from the Yu family..."

    Yu Qiuran with a cool smile: "Yes, I am. So you can go home and complain to your mother, then I don't mind having a good talk with her. Look at her Will I listen to you and go back to Hua's house, or will I listen to me and beat you directly."

    Li Goudan's face became ugly. Her mother is the eldest lady of the Hua family's generation. She married the Li family back then and had a very unsatisfactory life after marriage, so she often returned to her parents' home to bully Hua Chengya's mother and son to vent her anger.

    If her mother knew that she was publicizing her ugliness outside, bullying Hua Chengya and being caught by the heir of the Yu family, she would never let her go.

    Li Goudan bit his lip and bowed his head unwillingly.

    Li Goudan reluctantly apologized to Hua Chengya with resentment in his eyes.

    Yu Qiuran didn't mind her attitude either, and said directly: "I never want to speak harshly to girls, but you are really not likable. So,"

    Yu Qiuran gestured in the direction of the booth steps: "Go away."

    Li Goudan, who kicked the iron plate, dared to leave without a word.

    The visitor reservation channel has been closed, which gave Hua Chengya and Yu Qiuran a chance to avoid conversation with others.

    Hua Chengya packed up the fragrant powder scattered on the ground, wiped the table with a towel, and said, "She is the daughter of my eldest sister's family, a little name dog egg."

    After playing handsome, Yu Qiuran was drinking tea contentedly: "Yeah. I guessed it."

    Hua Chengya put away the spice box, folded her handkerchiefs repeatedly, and was silent for a while: "You will also think that my mother is..."

    He was at a loss for words.

    Yu Qiuran put down the cup: "There are many twists and turns in the wealthy family, I never judge based on one-sided words, based on what I see on the surface."

    Hua Chengya digs the pattern on the table: "The old man is about the same age as my grandfather. My mother is climbing Gaozhi. There are more choices than him. Why do you like him."

    Indeed, Yu Qiuran remembered the portrait of Mrs. Hua he saw in the art gallery. Although only half of his face was shown, his face was unforgettable.

    She heard another version of the truth from Hua Chengya.

    Mrs. Hua was the youngest winner of the highest laurel in the Chinese opera industry. She comes from an ordinary family, and has loved opera since she was a child, and is determined to become a master of opera and to promote this art to the world.

    After winning the award, she became famous for a while. She was invited to perform at the banquet of the Hua family, and was seen by the owner of the flower family. The rising star that should have been rising in the opera world died prematurely.

    Hua Chengya mentioned her father with some disgust: "After the old man was rejected by my mother, he used various methods to force her into submission, and even threatened her with my grandparents."

    And the owner of the Hua family just wanted to play, but in the end, because of some things, he had to marry Mrs. Hua.

    Maybe it was Mrs. Hua's stubborn resistance that angered him, or maybe he was tired of getting his hands on it. Anyway, Mrs. Hua has been scolded since she married.

    Hua Chengya talked about the past with a calm expression: "When I was a child, I lived in the servant's room with my mother, and I was no different from a servant. Find excuses to punch and kick us."

    He smiled: "I sometimes feel that I hate my mother, but when others slander her, I feel wronged for her."

    "That's why Li Goudan used that trick to deal with me before, and it didn't go well. Every time I succeeded in making others think that I was moody, unreasonable, and bullied her."

    Hua Chengya said softly, with tears in her eyes: "Now that I'm grown up, I know it's a trick, but I still can't help but step in. Am I stupid?"

    Yu Qiuran held her chin: "You just love someone very much. It's not wrong to love your mother, how can this be called stupid?"

    Hua Chengya stared blankly at Yu Qiuran for a while, then lowered her head and continued to speak: "Until I grew up, I accidentally bumped into Ayi and Alang who came to Hua's house for a banquet. , my situation is slowly getting better."

    Because of his friendship with Ao Jingyi and Zhan Shenlang, the head of the Hua family saw the value of Hua Chengya, and remembered that he still had such a young son, so he allowed him to enter Shenxia Kyushu College.

    And then, with the support and maintenance of Ao Jingyi and Zhan Shenlang, Hua Chengya successfully entered the Dongmang Club, and gradually gained a status in front of others, and Madam Hua's situation improved a lot.

    Hua Chengya said softly: "So Ayi and Alang are very important friends to me. I can't lose them, and I can't allow others to hurt them. against you."

    He looked at Yu Qiuran's indifferent expression, remembered her shock today, and said solemnly, "I apologize for this, I'm sorry."

    Yu Qiuran laughed. She waved her hand: "I understand, because Ah Cheng, you are carrying a heavy load."

    Heavy enough to overwhelm his own light.

    Hua Chengya was startled.

    Yu Qiuran remembered the oil painting painted by the other party. It was obviously a smile that he tried to describe, but his eyes were inevitably filled with sadness.

    In addition to the voice training that must be done every morning, Hua Chengya rarely sees him humming operas or talking about opera-related things on weekdays.

    He may not love this art, but he is forcing himself to move forward for a certain person, in order to undertake a dream that died.

    Although he is well disguised. But Yu Qiuran remembered the light in his eyes when he was adjusting her clothes and choosing accessories for her.

    Real love is impossible to hide.

    She didn't explain her words further, but changed the topic: "Understanding is understanding, but if you make fun of me, you have to compensate me for a reason."

    Hua Chengya hesitated for a while, then said in a very small voice: "My nickname is Tie Niu."

    Yu Qiuran laughed until tears came out: "What's going on in your family? God, when I think of your name as Tie Niu, hahaha..."

    Hua Chengya became angry: "Be quiet!"

    Yu Qiuran saw that his face was flushed with anger, and he quickly stopped laughing and changed the subject: "By the way, I think there is something wrong with your niece."

    Li Goudan wears the mask of a good boy, but behind his back he speaks evil words to anger Hua Chengya, maybe he has succeeded many times before. But this method requires her and Hua Chengya to be far away from the crowd to be effective.

    This time Yu Qiuran was lying beside the two of them, and Li Goudan started to play tricks like when she was deaf. It was funny to think about it.

    This time Hua Chengya couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Yu Qiuran with serious doubts, thought for a moment, and explained, "She just came back from abroad and doesn't know you."

    A few years ago, Li Goudan was caught by Ao Jingyi for bullying others. He and Hua Chengya worked together to put Li Goudan into exile.

    Hua Chengya looked at Yu Qiuran's face: "And your appearance, everyone doesn't say that you are a model face, and you dress up like this, maybe because it is too delicate, she thinks you are The dummy that I use to show the clothes."

    Some people on the forum indeed boasted that Yu Qiuran was a beautiful boy who came out of the comics, and was as beautiful as a BJD doll who was pinched by God himself. But the rainbow fart came back, Yu Qiuran really didn't expect that there would be a day when people would be treated as a dummy.

    At this time, Yu Qiuran heard the system prompt: [Congratulations, host, your third energy ball is full. Want to do a card draw? 】

    How to say full is full, Yu Qiuran is a little surprised. At this time, only Hua Chengya contributed a wave of goodwill energy. He has changed too fast.

    The system helped her analyze: [In the original book, Hua Chengya was the one with the fastest emotional change among the male protagonists. 】

    Indeed, Yu Qiuran silently let the other party take care of her hair and hair, and saw that he was short and straightened her sleeves, and then made a new cup of tea and put it by her hand.

    Hua Chengya has an artist's delicate and sensitive personality with clear love and hate. Such people tend to go to extremes.

    Yu Qiuran touched his chin: [Pick the card. 】

    [Congratulations on getting the skill card "Face-Changing Huadan" - a terrifying disguise to cover up your true self. 】