Chapter 8: Pretty Girl x Nuan Su Senior (8)
"Please choose the person to ask and ask, am I pretty?"
"A, Iron Instructor."
[Reward, ruthlessly fell in love with the iron-blooded instructor]
"B, any person of the opposite sex."
[Reward, let yourself fall in love with each other ruthlessly]
"C, ask the system cutie."
[Reward, since then reduced to a good baby of the system]
"D, scratch, you need to choose to see the reward."
An An stared at the dog leash, she just wanted to find a mirror to take a look, and the number 89757 gave her such a moth.
There's too much of this drama!
Still scratch a lot?
An An is really a black question mark???
"No. 89757, you come out, let's talk." An An clenched her little fists and said in her heart.
No. 89757: Silence is the best answer.
"Select countdown on, 5, 4 ,......"
"Wait, what the hell?"
"And the choice countdown??"
An An hurried to stop it.
No. 89757, "In order to prevent the host from cheating, this is the self-protection function of the system!" ”
“3……”
"Wait, wait!"
"What if I don't get an answer in time?" An An hurriedly asked.
No. 89757,:"Hehe, then I'll help you choose~"
“2 ……”
"I'll pick D!" An An hurriedly gave the answer.
She doesn't want to be numbered 89757 to help her choose, it must be very miserable!
The first three answers are spicy, and it's only wise to put your hopes on the fourth.
At this point, something like a scratch-off card appears in my head.
An An raised his little hand and scraped twice in the air, and at the same time, the scratch music in his brain gradually appeared.
She held her breath, hoping that this was a better choice, and as the font slowly appeared, An An's breathing became tense.
"A"
"Case"
"Jump"
???
When An An scratched here, she obviously had a bad premonition, and she hurriedly accelerated her scratching hand.
"To B!!"
“what???!!!”
An An suddenly felt that he was being played!
A feeling of suffocation rushed to my heart!
"You're rough, I'm going to beat you to death!" An An really wants to step on the number 89757 and rub it hard!
No. 89757, "How?" Doesn't it feel like surprises are everywhere? ”
An An: Hehehe.
At this moment, Wang Jian, the boy who ran to eat, came back.
Judging from his expression, the meal was still very satisfying.
No. 89757, "Yo, it's not bad, do you want to try it?" ”
An An, "I'll try you, I'll try you." ”
I really want to screw this guy's head off and see if it's made of dough, and I really want to make a shape for it.
89757 who spied into An An's inner thoughts: I'm so scared, hurry up and hug myself.
"I think I've been guarding myself like a jade for 19 years, and I've always longed for sweet love, but I didn't expect to be planted in an unlucky system today."
"Actually tricking me into falling in love with someone else casually is simply a moral degradation and a lack of humanity!"
No. 89757:
mourning[gan]心[de]disease[piao]madness[liang]
"I'm still a pure baby, this is my first love!"
An An roared wildly in her heart, and at the same time looked at the boys in her phalanx with a crying face.
They were all gray-haired and sunburned like African refugees.
Oh, my God!
How can I be so miserable!
(ಥ_ಥ)
No. 89757, "It looks like Wang Jian is the most handsome, right?" ”
An An, "Shut your mouth for me!" ”
At this moment, I saw the iron-blooded instructor raise his hand and say hello not far away.