The drizzle was dense, and although she didn't need an umbrella, she could be drenched.

The clothes stuck to her skin, wrapping her like a white lotus root soaked in a water tank.

Yuzhu regretted choosing such a beautiful dress, she was just such a beautiful dress, she was wet, she had to wash it, dry it, and it would take many days to wear it again.

The road was crowded, and some old men deliberately stuck to the little girl and took the opportunity to rub oil.

Yuzhu does not have this kind of trouble.

She never had any troubles.

The road in front of her was suddenly blocked, and shadows cast to help her cover some of the rain.

"You're Yuzhu?"

If a person's life is not good, and he walks honestly on the street, there will also be bad luck.

She nodded, looking at the group of sons and brothers in front of her with some timidity.

"Yo, it's good-looking! White and tender, like a steamed bun. ”

"Uncle Zheng, if you like it, it's better to marry home and be a wife, and let it be seen every day in the room!"

"Fuck you! Why don't you marry home? Let Lao Tzu marry! ”

There was a burst of laughter, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Yuzhu lowered her head, wanting to get out of the crack of the person next to her, she didn't want to cause trouble, she was still in a hurry to go to the Tang Mansion to do work!

"Fat girl, where do you want to go?"

The road was blocked again, and she was a little helpless, turning around, at a loss.

"Please...... Please give way, I'...... I'm going to ......"

"Please give way, I'm going over."

Zheng Shaochen puffed out his mouth, spread his legs, and imitated the way she spoke.

The funny and clumsy performance was applauded by some people.

Who made him the Demon King of the Mixed World! No one dared to make him angry.

"Why hasn't Lu Fuhuan's kid come yet, can't he be afraid!"

"Xiaohuzi has already gone to shout, saying that the fourth master took him to sober up!"

"What kind of wine to wake up, I'm afraid it's a sober girl! Last night, he ...... with that Zi Yao."

Before the words were finished, the audience had already made up a whole picture of the Spring Palace.

Lu Fuhuan was pushed into the middle of the crowd with a blank face, and when he saw this fat girl who was twisting her fingers and shaking her head down, he instantly understood.

This bunch of dog stuff!

"Seventh Master, it's yours!"

Yuzhu's chubby body was pushed onto Lu Fuhuan, she was a little heavy, so he didn't hold it up, and took two steps back, causing a burst of laughter.

She was very close to him, so she could see him frowning slightly.

She was hated, although she knew that she had never been likable, but after all, she had reached the age of the beginning of love.

Such a son showed an expression of disgust without embellishment...... She is also a young girl with a spring in her heart......

My heart hurt hard.

Her face twitched a little, and her flesh was shaking. She had never hated herself like this.

I hate my looks, I hate my fat, and I even hate my birth.

It would be nice if she could be like Miss Tang San, a lady.

It's ridiculous, it's obviously this group of dumb people who are wrong, why does it seem to be their own fault.

Because she is ugly, and her family is poor.

Poverty is the original sin of mankind.

Ugliness is the original sin of young girls.

Poor and ugly, sin after crime, she deserves to be used as a joke.

She was being pushed around like a frightened kitten, screaming and desperately trying to leave.

But there was no escape.

"Seventh Master, kiss her, kiss her quickly!"

Lu Fuhuan felt embarrassed and disgusted, he had no intention of making a bet, but he didn't expect to be caught by these wine and meat friends.

He also knew that they were just idle, and their desires seemed to be bottomless, and wine and sex could not satisfy them.

"Seventh Master, if you don't honor it today, tomorrow, we will go to Chunxiang Building to play with Miss Lengyun!"

That kid at the beginning, Zheng Shaochen, is really a scum among scum, a scum among scum, how could he think of getting mixed up with him!

"You fucking bastard!"

Finally, he looked at the jade bead that crashed into his arms, and the dignity of the man burned like fire in an instant.

Finally, she met his eyes, and the girl's original intention, in this drizzle, quietly bloomed a flower.

Lu Fuhuan closed his eyes, held his breath, and in the call of everyone, he hugged the face of Yuzhu Meat and took a sip.

Then in order to relieve the hatred, he pushed her to the ground.

She cried, but she didn't dare to cry too loudly, for fear that crying would provoke more ridicule.

Qiu Lengyun pushed aside the crowd watching the excitement, walked to Yuzhu's side, and wiped the dirt on her face with his own handkerchief.

She is still dressed as a village girl, but this kind of dress adds a bit of charm to her.

Few of the sons recognized her, who would have thought that the Leng Yun girl in Chunxiang Building would be dressed like this?

But Lu Fuhuan recognized her again.

No matter where she is, he always recognizes her at a glance.

"Heh, scum."

She only glanced at him, not even the right one.

"I ......"

He was stunned, like a child.

"Get out of the way, please."

She took Yuzhu's hand and walked up to him.

There are many roads, and she prefers to take the one he is.

She wanted to embarrass him in front of everyone.

He froze and stepped aside.

When Yuzhu passed by him, she glanced at him timidly, and her heart was now very complicated, like a mess.

Of course, Lu Fuhuan wouldn't see her, he only had cold clouds in his eyes.

His face flushed with embarrassment, and he regretted it, hating himself just now.

"Miss Leng Yun!"

Qiu Lengyun paused slightly, turned his head, but did not speak, just glanced at him contemptuously.

Lu Fuhuan was stunned, and his breathing stopped abruptly.

She clearly looked down on herself in her eyes, but why should she afford such a self?

"Miss Leng Yun!!"

He shouted again in vain, and chased after her, he wanted to explain to her.

But what is there to explain? The bet is made by oneself, and the bet is said by oneself.

How could he have thought he was going to lose the bet in the first place!

A night pearl can't get a smile from her, God knows what kind of woman this is!

"Yo Seventh Master, is she Qiu Lengyun? I see that it's just like that, it's not as good as Ziyao! ”

Lu Fuhuan looked at Zheng Shaochen in front of him with red eyes, and pinched his fingers with a creak.

"Hit someone, beat someone!"

The people who watched the excitement dispersed one after another, and no one wanted to get into trouble.

"Lu Fuhuan, you dare to beat me!"

Zheng Shaochen took a sip, and the blood fell to the ground with teeth.

And Lu Fuhuan didn't speak, and smashed his body with a punch, his face ...... Pick only the vulnerable places to fight!

He hated it so much, and her several times of contempt made him hate it too much!

But if she gave him a smile, it wouldn't have caused him to fall into such distress.

In fact, he didn't know who was under his fist at all, he just wanted to vent, but this person happened to be the most irritable young master in this Qian'an City.

"Lu Fuhuan, you are dead! Your Lu family, you are dead! ”

Zheng Shaochen admitted defeat, but he didn't admit defeat either, threw out this sentence, and turned around and left with a wound.

He watched him go, forgetting where he was.

Young and frivolous, he didn't know what these fists would bring.

has a solid family background, but he can't stand him causing trouble like this.