Chapter 3: Genius Screenwriter vs. Ballet Queen (3)

Jiang Shan's frightened voice spread from the inside out.

The entire floor was quiet, only 301 was scolding in front of the door, so Jiang Shan's voice was still very clear through the door.

"You're her roommate, if you don't trick someone back, we'll kick the door open and scratch your face!"

"Huh, Su Wan, come back quickly, if you don't come back, they will scratch my face! Su Bang I'm innocent, you can't even affect me? ”

Jiang Shan's voice sounded again from Su Wan's WeChat voice.

In the corridor, several girls who heard the voice came over sideways and saw Su Wan at the moment.

Su Wan, who was holding a mobile phone, was wearing a beige knitted V-neck, with a plaid pleated skirt, a slender waist, a pair of legs that were white and straight, and her complexion was delicate and shining, as white as if it were top-grade porcelain.

Su Wan, who has apricot eyes, looks at them, her black hair is soft and attached to her cheeks, her face is small, Su Wan's complexion is porcelain white, and her chin line is very delicate.

Looking at these girls, Su Wanxing's eyes seemed to have some dark brilliance, a little weird and particularly attractive, her petal-like lips, the corners of her lips were upturned, and her voice was soft and gentle.

"yes, I'm back. Are you waiting for me? ”

"You are Su ......" The ponytail girl turned her head and was stunned when she saw Su Wan.

It's hard to describe what it's like, Su Wan in front of him is obviously pure and delicate, but looking at her, Li Zhuo can feel a poisonous attraction like poppy, as if under this appearance, there is a breathtaking darkness.

"Suwan! You stinky cousin, you really dare to come back! ”

Staring at Su Wan, Li Zhuo looked unkind, snorted, and moved his fist.

"yes, I'm back, so what?" Su Wan threw away the bag in his hand, took a step, and swooped out.

The wind ruffled her black hair and skirt, and she was slender and slender, only a little shorter than the girls in the physical education department.

Under the bright afternoon sun, Su pulled like a rabbit, amazingly beautiful, her fair legs were tensed powerfully, and she came to Li Zhuo's side like a phantom.

Li Zhuo was hating in his heart.

Her boyfriend hooked up with this Su Wan on Mi Chat, and they talked so many unsightly words, these things her boyfriend never told her, and they all said it to this vixen!

"Little cousin......" she opened her mouth and wanted to scold, but the rest of the words were beaten back into her stomach by a delicate fist.

No one could see how Su Wan moved his hand, but Li Zhuo received a punch in the face first, blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth, and then there was a bone-splitting pain in Li Zhuo's wrist, and his wrist was forced to block his mouth in a twisted posture.

As soon as she woke up, her knee was kicked from behind, Li Zhuo was weightless, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, and the muffled sound made people's bones hurt.

Li Zhuo writhed a few times, and the screams were all blocked in her mouth by her own fist.

"I said, keep your mouth clean." Su Wan stepped down her back, and Li Zhuo, who had just wanted to get up and struggle, was crushed to the ground by Qianjun's weight.

Su Wan stepped on Li Zhuo, and then squatted down.

"If you can't figure out the truth, you come to make trouble, you are a vegetarian in the dance department?"

The white hand grabbed Li Zhuo's ponytail, Su Wan dragged Li Zhuo to force her to look back, looking into Li Zhuo's eyes, Su Wan's beautiful apricot eyes were churning with murderous intent.

People who have killed people in other worlds of fast wear, even if they return to the present, are still like tigers who have tasted human flesh.