The feeling that A University gave An Yimo is still the same, and it has not changed.

It's just that her heart is getting stronger and stronger.

She was thankful for the series of things that had happened, and if it weren't for them, she would never have experienced so much.

"An Yimo - come to my office after class." An Yimo held his chin and sat alone in the corner looking out the window, when suddenly the teacher poked his head out and shouted.

Hearing this, An Yimo quickly looked up.

But when she looked over, there was no one left.

The classmates in front of them all turned their heads to look at An Yimo-

Facing them, An Yimo pursed his lips and touched his face, and there was nothing on his face.

So why do they keep staring at themselves?

"An Yimo, you are so disagreeable. During this time, do you know how bad your influence is? Tell you, if this continues, you don't have to go to school. After class, An Yimo quickly rushed to the teacher's office, and as soon as he entered the door, the teacher pointed to An Yimo.

Listening, An Yimo's nose was sour, and he raised his head slightly. "Teacher, I-"

"No quibbles, I tell you. I've seen a lot of girls like you, but it's the first time I've seen a girl like you marry into a wealthy family in this way--you can put this matter to me down at once, or don't blame me for being ruthless and unjust-" The teacher's tone was very stern, and An Yimo's heart trembled when he heard it, and he was as uncomfortable as a knife.

After speaking, the teacher turned his gaze to An Yimo, who had been keeping his head down.

After looking at it for a long time, he finally paused a little and scolded. "Why don't you go—"

An Yimo nodded, and quickly turned around and left.

When she walked into the office, An Yimo had already guessed what was going on, but she never thought that things would develop like this.

This day was the darkest day for An Yimo.

Alone, she walked slowly, past the playground to the front of the library.

Looking up, a trace of sadness flashed in the corner of his eye, but he still walked in.

"Ah-you slow down, I hurt-" Walking into the library, An Yimo took a novel casually, sat in the innermost place, and was about to read the book when a strange sound suddenly came from behind him. At the same time, there was a rapid wheezing sound.

An Yimo took a deep breath and looked behind him boldly.

On the floor lay a woman with her clothes torn, and on top of her lay a man with his pants down to his knees, his head slightly bowed, and his mouth gasping for air.

The woman's body is constantly dodging as if she has been electrocuted, but she can't avoid the man's body = body.

He held her down, and she grabbed her back helplessly.

The woman's fingers were beautiful, with long nails and five red fingerprints on the man's better skin.

"Ahh

How could they be like this here.

She nervously covered her face with a book, lowered her head slightly, and her body trembled.

"Huh?" The man raised his eyes, and his beautiful black eyes flashed like lightning.

An Yimo slowly got up and walked away.

Seeing this, the man clenched his fists, got up from the ground, and lifted his pants.

Still lying on the ground, the confused woman looked angrily at the back of the man leaving.

The man had been gone for a long time, and then she sat up and put on her clothes.

"Mom=, An Yimo, let's see-" She knew that woman, her name was An Yimo. The woman choked, her eyes stared at the place where An Yimo had just sat and sit, her fists clenched tightly, and her fingers pinched out deep marks on her skin, to show that she was really angry.

There weren't many people in the library, but An Yimo was nervous.

I put the books in a haphazard manner and left the library.

I originally wanted to read a book quietly, but at this time I was not in the mood at all.

After walking far away, An Yimo looked back and looked again at ease, for fear that someone would catch up.

She really didn't mean to, really didn't mean to bother them.

I don't know why, An Yimo's mood is very complicated, and his chest is like a frightened deer, bumping everywhere.

"Ahh

It felt like a person, but before I could take a closer look, I was knocked down.

An Yimo got up, and the moment he looked up, the whole person was stupid.

"You-" An Yimo raised his hand and pointed at him.

The man is good-looking, with good skin and handsome cheeks, handsome and graceful like a movie star.

"Haven't you seen enough? Do you want me to take off my clothes and give you a closer look? The man approached, his voice hoarse, but it was very nice and unusually harsh.

"Ahh I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to disturb you-" An Yimo nodded nervously and apologized. "I didn't see anything, I didn't see—"

Looking at her anxious appearance, the man showed a beautiful smile.

It looks fascinating.

"But you've already disturbed, what do you say?" The man smirked.

An Yimo clenched his fingers and looked at him nervously. "So- what do you want to do? I don't have much money, you see—"

As he spoke, An Yimo reached out and stroked = touched his pants pocket.

Seeing this, the man reached out and grabbed her hand and whispered. "I don't want money—why don't you stay with me for a day?"

"Ahh "Rogue = rogue-"

"If you promise me, I can help you settle those scandals - but I don't mean to ask you to accompany me to bed = Oh." The man continued to smile lightly, unhurriedly.

"Y- can you really help me? Don't need to be paid? An Yimo tilted his head, his face flushed, and asked.

Hearing this, the man continued to smile, and the way he smiled was really beautiful.

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