Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

But now Fu Qiran met Sheng Jiaoyang.

Hmm. Disappointed.

He even suspected that what he saw that day was not Sheng Jiaoyang at all, but a woman who looked exactly like her but had a completely different temperament.

"What a disappointment."

He took another puff on the cigarette and made a very indifferent evaluation.

I thought it was interesting before.

Jiao Yang was waiting in the grove next to the playground. There was a slight blush on her face and cheeks, and she lowered her fingers and twisted them together in front of her. That shy and timid look was clearly waiting for his sweetheart.

In such a short while, it has attracted the attention of many people on the road.

"Look, isn't that Sheng Jiaoyang?"

"Sheng Jiaoyang from Class 301? What is she doing here?"

People passing by were in groups, but Jiao Yang always went in and out alone.

Sheng Jiaoyang is a famous figure in the school. As the only daughter of the Sheng Group, no matter where she goes or what she does, she is destined to become the center of attention among the crowd.

It's not that no one wants to be friends with Jiaoyang, on the contrary, Sheng Jiaoyang is very popular in school, especially with girls. Because she is kind-hearted and polite to people, and she never takes the initiative to talk to boys, the girls especially like her. Whenever they get together to discuss which girl they don't like, they always compare Jiaoyang to her.

Even so, Jiaoyang still has only a handful of friends in school, most of whom are nodding acquaintances. No matter how good her personality was, others would not dare to get close to her easily because of her status as the eldest lady of the Sheng family, and they would be cautious when getting along with her, but Sheng Jiaoyang enjoyed it.

She just enjoys the feeling of being aloof and being admired by all the stars. Under the gentle skin, buried is an arrogant heart, even her willingness to help others is like the sense of superiority when a passerby bows his head and throws ham sausage to a stray cat.

No one knows her psychology. It can be said that Jiao Yang actually looks down on these people in her heart, even though she enjoys their courtship, except for one man.

That was the man she had secretly liked for six years. Loved it since she was in middle school.

Jiao Yang's ten fingers clenched slightly, her heart was extremely nervous, but she couldn't help wishing: Will he come?

"Hey, it really seems to be Sheng Jiaoyang? Standing there, who is she waiting for?"

There were already more and more people passing by, and Jiao Yang's fingers were getting tighter and tighter.

If he doesn't come. If he doesn't come, she will definitely lose face and make them feel that, as the eldest lady of the Sheng family, she will be broken. Her status will plummet in the future, and she will be reduced to a laughing stock. Maybe it will be rumored that she is like this because of her mental illness.

Jiao Yang clenched her lower lip, and began to feel a little regretful, why did she make an appointment at this conspicuous place.

She thought no one would come to the playground in such a hot summer

It was also because of her that she never went outside the door on weekdays, and in order to maintain her delicate skin, she never went out in the scorching sun, taking it for granted that other people should do the same.

In the end, she forgot that the boys in the school's physical training team like to play basketball under such a big sun, and then get sweaty all over. Now that the boys from the physical training team are here, it is inevitable that there will be a large wave of nympho girls following them.

Jiao Yang secretly despised and spurned these people millions of times in her heart, but she still had a gentle and decent smile on her face.

At this time, another influential figure in the campus, with a cigarette in his mouth and a pair of black sunglasses on his face, walked leisurely, surrounded by the stars of countless younger brothers behind him, and swaggered over.

"Master Fu!"

The person next to him seemed to have discovered that one arm was cast in plaster. With his other healthy hand, he shook the arm of the boy in the middle violently, gnashing his teeth towards the distance.

"I told you last time, that demon girl who is even more arrogant and unreasonable than us has appeared again!"