"I, I don't mean anything else." Yange hadn't questioned yet, Xueba explained, "You, you are fine, people like Fei Jiayu are not worthy of you, you, don't be sad . "

After he had said this, he suddenly turned away and hurried away.

Yan Ge looked at his back. For a while, he was a little bit timid, young Muai, and learned to dominate his heart. He probably had such a good impression on the host. Maybe it can be called like, but the teenager is too young to know how. To express your likes.

Speaking of which, Xue Ba is the reaction that children should have when they are in early love. Like Fei Jiayu, it is playing with girls in the name of love.

There was a sneer sound behind him.

Several girls approached Yange and blocked the way of Yange.

One of them reached out and poked the poem on the shoulder: "Even Zhong Zhong, a boy who has been hooked up by you, doesn't keep it. Xu Mianmian, you really have the ability, you, you have a broken shoe with a child abortion, you don't Do you really think you have become a goddess that everyone likes? "

"Hahaha, she certainly doesn't know how everyone scolds her behind her, especially those boys, who are still thinking about collecting some money to sleep with her tonight."

"Now, Xu Mianmian, you haven't been sleeping for a long time, it must be lonely, ha ha ha ha, boys give you money to sleep, what a good thing, do you agree?"

Mankind is really a wonderful thing. The more developed technology is, the sooner mankind matures, especially these ignorant young girls. They should be the age of absorbing knowledge, but they are very enthusiastic about this kind of thing. You have to be an expert.

Yan Ge frowned, but didn't plan to ignore them, pushed a girl away and walked towards the private room.

But the girls stopped her again in the next instant.

A girl clasped her words with her fingernails and said with a smile: "What are you in a hurry? We won't see each other in the future. Let's talk about the old tonight."

Yan Ge rolled his eyes: "Give up?"

One of the girls couldn't bear it, and reached out to drag Yange's hair: "What's the drag, but it's just a broken shoe. We talk to you and deserve you, so don't know what to do."

The head of Yange is really a place that cannot be touched.

The girl's hand hadn't touched Yan Ge's head yet. Yan Ge reached out and grabbed her wrist, pushing and pushing it to the ground.

She didn't even need to use her own basalt wok to get out of the way. Such a few girls who whispered, she pushed them all away.

When stepping back, it seemed to step on someone else's foot, Yan Ge turned his head, a man on the phone was holding her shoulder.

"Sorry." Yan Ge said sorry to him, letting the road go and let people go first.

But the man didn't leave. He hung up the phone and slowly put the phone in his pocket. Then he looked to the song: "Wipe it."

Refers to leather shoes that have been trampled by Yange.

Simple two-character outlet, the sound is cold without the slightest temperature.

Yan Ge could not help but glanced at him again.

Suddenly she was happy, and the man in front of her had an impression.

Although her thoughts fluttered in the bottom of her heart, she did not reveal her face, but raised her head slightly, her lips opened slightly, and looked at the man with a puzzled look. Then she asked, "Uncle, what did you just say? "

Her voice was soft and soft, her pure voice sounded simple, but there was another kind of coquettishness that could spit out water.