Good?

The corners of thin ink lips hooked up a smile.

No one has ever said he's a good guy!

"What is your definition of a good person?" Bo Lingmo is rarely in the mood to ask.

What is the definition of a good person?

Shang Xiaorang never thought about it, but now the reason why she said that he was a good person was because she heard that sentence.

Silly girl, although it is a regretful tone, but she seems to have heard it somewhere, it is called a silly girl in a doting tone......

"I don't have any definition, I just think you're a good person at the moment." Shang Xiaorang replied.

"Huh!" It's even more of a mocking tone.

Bo Lingmo straightened up, then turned and walked to the exit, going downstairs.

Shang Xiaorang didn't follow, because she knew very well that she was not the same kind of person as Bo Lingmo.

Although she approached him with a purpose, it was not good to go too far, lest he hate herself more and more.

And she had to be careful......

Shang Xiaorang stood on the rooftop for a long time, and even she didn't know how long she had been standing.

Until there was a sound of famine in the stomach. Shang Xiaorang came back to his senses, and it was time to feed something in his stomach.

Shang Xiaorang is such a person, he can be alone for hours in a daze, standing there motionless, and he doesn't know what his mind is thinking.

When I stepped down from the rooftop, I found that the morning classes were over.

There were no classes in the afternoon, and she had been persuaded by the principal to retire and go home directly.

Shang Xiaorang didn't know where she got the courage to say those words to the principal, but the only thing she knew was that she would never let herself be wronged again.

Walk to the classroom, pack up your textbooks and stuff, and walk towards the school gate.

The only good thing about going to college is that when you don't have classes, you are free, and you don't have to be in school.

Shang Xiaorang walked out of the school, and as soon as he walked out, he saw several sports cars parked at the school gate.

Shang Xiaorang didn't have much research on cars, but he watched a lot of TV and knew that it was worth a lot.

"Jean?" Suddenly, someone got out of the car.

Shang Xiaorang was sure that he was shouting to himself, and looked sideways, it was Han Yifeng.

Han Yifeng put one hand in his trouser pocket and got out of the car in a dashing manner.

He wore a white limited edition Chanel T-shirt with graceful movements.

A pair of eyes are bottomless, they are deep, with a little peach blossom eyes.

"Han Yifeng?" Shang Xiaorang called out his name.

Han Yifeng didn't believe it originally, but now that he saw Shang Xiaorang's real people, he believed it, and his eyes were better.

Without that damn pair of glasses, she looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Especially these eyes, very clear, completely like elf eyes.

When she first came here to study, to be honest, he was really attracted by her eyes.

"That's right, Han Shao, who is this girl?" The window of a car next to him was lowered, and he couldn't help but whistle a few times at Shang Xiaorang, looking like those little gangsters.

There was a long-haired beauty sitting in the passenger cab, and she bumped into the boy: "It's the blind man." ”

"Damn, I can't see it, so right?" When I made a bet with Han Yifeng, I just wanted to see Han Yifeng make a fool of himself.

They are a group of people who compare everything, girls, cars, clothes, watches, and so on.

See who brings out the girl is beautiful, see whose car is good, see whose clothes are limited edition, and so on.

I wanted to see a joke, but I didn't expect this girl to be so beautiful with better eyes?

I knew he was on!