Several girls glared at Shi Zhenxiang, and then they all looked at Zhuo Yifan with smiles on their faces. The surprise that made Zhuo Yifan have a good life made Shi Zhenxiang burst into tears.

Zhuo Yifan, who had been treated warmly by the girls for a day, was so happy that he went home with Wang Yaner.

Wang Yan'er was very unhappy when she saw Zhuo Yifan's fluttering face, and she didn't know Weishenme. When I was in class today, I found that many girls were flirting with Zhuo Yifan, and I secretly reminded Zhuo Yifan to make the situation better. Unexpectedly, those girls looked at her with incomparably resentment, which made Wang Yaner extremely helpless.

"Honestly, what did you do today?" Looking at Zhuo Yifan's chaotic appearance, Wang Yan'er couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a low voice.

Zhuo Yifan was yelled at by Wang Yan'er before he woke up from today's good deeds, and then said today's things truthfully with some amusement.

Wang Yan'er didn't expect Zhuo Yifan's grades to be so good, and she was amazed but also had some inexplicable regret. If Zhuo Yifan hadn't been late, this incident wouldn't have happened. This kid is out of the limelight now, and it is estimated that he will soon be surrounded by a large group of women, which is not something he wants to see.

"Well, doesn't it feel like a face to live with someone as attractive as me?" Zhuo Yifan said jokingly, but was quickly attacked by Wang Yan'er: "Let you get carried away!" ”

Don't underestimate Wang Yan'er, a petite woman, don't mention how painful it hurts to hit people with your palms. Zhuo Yifan was soon beaten all over the ground begging for mercy: "Auntie, I won't say it." If you're still feeling well, hook a bunch of guys home and show me! ”

"Still poor!" Wang Yan'er raised her hand again, and Zhuo Yifan, who was frightened, closed her eyes, as if she was ready to die. Wang Yan'er pouted at this time, and withdrew her hand stupidly: "Why are you still stunned, go home!" ”

After waiting for a long time to hit the palm, hearing Wang Yan'er's somewhat angry words, Zhuo Yifan stood up luckily, and smiled and teased Wang Yan'er, who was still pouting.

Halfway through, both of them had a great time. But Zhuo Yifan suddenly put Wang Yan'er behind him, and then shouted: "Who! ”

Wang Yan'er was taken aback by this sudden incident, and when she heard Zhuo Yifan shouting, she also stretched out her head in fear. Not far away, a group of people with dyed hair and flowing clothes came out one after another.

They walked out with evil smiles on their faces, each holding a thick iron rod in their hands, looking at Zhuo Yifan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Yifan counted, plus he noticed that there were at least fifty people in the secret, although these people didn't seem to be so tricky, but after all, there were many people, and I was afraid that Wang Yan'er would be hurt by then.

"Who are we?" A bald head dressed in a Hawaiian □□ with a shy stomach walked out surrounded by everyone. He used a toothpick to pick the filth between his teeth, which made Wang Yan'er nauseous.

The bald guy raised his fat chin and said to Zhuo Yifan: "You kid has the ability, don't talk about asking the woman I fancy out to eat, and messing with flowers and grass everywhere, I'm really not afraid of death!" Then he spitted, spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and stomped on it with his foot.