Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Hearing what they said, Jiaoyang had a surprised expression on her face, and then said seriously: "No matter how many bad things she has done before, it is still wrong to use such vicious words to describe a girl. of."

"I understand, Senior Sister Jiaoyang." Several girls lowered their heads angrily to be trained. While convinced, they also looked at the ashamed boy who lowered his head with a sense of superiority.

Look, look! Their senior sister Jiaoyang is so kind and generous. Look at yourself, who is so stupid and stupid!

Hypocritical~

At this moment, in Jiaoyang's mind, there was a devilish voice saying with a smile: You were standing there just now, you must have heard it a long time ago.

what sound?

Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, in a daze, and shook her head, trying to get rid of the sound that seemed like an auditory hallucination.

At the other end of the teaching building, Fu Qiran was holding a cigarette but did not light it. He leaned against the threshold, looking at the classroom where Jiaoyang was.

He had been watching, and then he happened upon this scene.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: Did it happen again so soon?

Was it because the medicine was useless, or was it that she didn't take the medicine at all?

Thinking of something, the curve of Fu Qiran's mouth slowly relaxed, and his eyes became extremely cold.

Things that she can't solve, but she always shrinks back at critical moments, leaving her with a lot of troubles and dangers. You have obviously taken advantage of everything, but you act like a victim, feeling that someone has taken advantage of your body, and you blame her for all your sins, saying that destroying her is the only way to eradicate evil.

But the reason why she with negative personality exists, in the final analysis, isn't it precisely because of Sheng Jiaoyang herself?

Fu Qiran smiled coldly, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and lit the cigarette in his hand with a lighter.

He took a breath, and the gray mist shrouded his eyebrows.

People are so hypocritical. He is always making excuses for his darkness and viciousness.

And even though she is black, she is so pure and so true.

He will protect her and not let anyone touch her.

"So now, can anyone tell me carefully, who is Ke Wanning?" Jiaoyang smiled helplessly, looking at the girls in front of her, her expression was like looking at a group of children, just like the sunshine in spring , warm and tolerant.

"I said, I said." The girls came over enthusiastically, chirping.

After talking like this, Jiaoyang roughly understood the woman named Ke Wanning. She really didn't know before. It was just that she didn't like to chat with others. On the surface, she was gentle to others, but in fact, she still couldn't let go of the eldest daughter of the Sheng family.

Those girls were well aware of her usual style and couldn't tolerate dirt in their eyes, so they didn't "dirty" her ears with gossip.

Now Jiaoyang asked, of course they were excited, and soon they started chatting again.

"That Ke Wanning is really good. It is said that she even provoked two boys from other schools to fight over her. Tsk, tsk, tsk. She really doesn't know how to behave."

"And I seem to have slept with a lot of boys, very casually."

"I really don't understand those boys. They don't like gentle ones but like willful and domineering ones."

Jiaoyang smiled, tilted her head, and listened carefully.

In the void, there seemed to be two other figures.

"When it comes to comparisons, can anyone compare to you, No. 2?"

The cold girl crossed her arms across her chest and twitched her lips.

"Small work is good for your feelings, but big work can hurt your life. You'll know if you try it." Another girl who looked exactly like her smiled brightly.