Fanqu was drinking to drown his sorrows, looking at the girls around him who were vaguely starry and wanted to approach him, with a deep hatred on his face.

Refuse to communicate, refuse to communicate, refuse to know you!

Girls: "I really want to hook up with the god of Xiaoxiang!" But his aura is so powerful and cold!

Fu Yuanmei's voice was as crisp and loud as saving the scene. The girls didn't dare to meet Fanqu's cold and piercing eyes like ice picks, and silently made a way.

Fu Yuanmei beckoned flatteringly, "I see the person you want to see, come on!" ”

For the first time, Fanqu was not angry at Yuanmei's death-making action, and walked over slowly, feeling a little agitated in his heart.

"Where?"

Fu Yuanmei smiled and pulled Su Mei in front of the other party, "Sister Qiuyue is it!" ”

Su Mei's eyes were crooked, and he was very different from his impression.

With a cold expression, Fanqu just wanted to have a seizure, and saw that Leng Qingchen was also on the side, and he looked over with an inquiring look.

Leng Qingchen nodded.

Sanskrit: "The amount of information is a bit large, and he has to take it slowly.

Moving his lips, Fanqu wanted to say something, but he couldn't. But the reaction of the two people told him that Zhao Qiuyue was Qingyue on the string.

“”

Immediately, Fanqu thought of those sons and buddies who had been flooding Zhao Qiuyue a few minutes ago. His eyes were cold, and he grabbed her hand, "Qingyue strings?" ”

Su Mei: "Just ask, don't move your hands and feet!"

I wanted to pull my hand out, but Fanqu had a lot of strength, so I could only move and stop, and looked at him with a puzzled expression, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Fanqu opened his mouth and found that his mind was blank.

It took a while to hold back a sentence. "Hello."

Su Mei: ""

Leng Qingchen: ""

Fu Yuanmei: "Hahahahahaha"

Ha you eggs!

Leng Qingchen poured a glass of red wine directly into Fu Yuanmei's mouth with lightning speed, and successfully choked a certain man who was dying.

Sanskrit blushed inexplicably.

But his face was still expressionless, and the huge contrast made Su Mei laugh, "Xiaoxiang God, I like you, can you be my boyfriend?" ”

Sanskrit song: "It seems that this is completely different from what Fu Yuanmei told him!" Isn't confession a boy supposed to do this kind of thing?

Qucha Xiaoxiang is a great god, and when he sits silently in his seat alone, there are many people staring. So as soon as Su Mei spoke, all the ears around him were pricked up, after all, Qucha Xiaoxiang is a well-known in the first district, and he is still a particularly cold one.

Naturally, Sanskrit was also aware of the many eyes that were secretly gathered around them.

Right now he can't say no, and he doesn't want to. One is afraid of hurting Zhao Qiuyue's face, and the other is that he doesn't want to.

"Okay." Sanskrit said.

Guan Meixin looked at Su Mei with hatred, a little jealous, but she didn't have the strong feelings she had before. She touched her heart, as if Qu Cha Xiaoxiang's was no longer important.

The man in front of her was as elegant as a god, with a bouquet of roses, and his gentle voice sounded in her ears. "Guan Meixin, be my girlfriend, huh?"

Take a stroll

The great god of District 1! It's much more popular than Sanskrit! Put Guan Meixin's envious, jealous and hateful eyes can simply explode on the spot, especially Xu Rusheng's gloomy and ruthless.

With a move in her heart, Guan Meixin nodded slightly.

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