Chapter 212: Idiot, Isn't I There?

All of a sudden, he was caught off guard, his footsteps were not steady, and he fell on the ground.

Brush! Brush!

The things he was carrying fell to the ground, and most of the contents were spilled and scattered all over the ground, especially boxes of watercolor paint in small bottles, which were scattered out.

"Yo! This little beauty is beautiful! ”

Gu Nianxi was about to bend over and reach out to pick it up, when another person's voice sounded, and her tone of voice was a little annoying, but she didn't look up to pay attention to it as she picked it up.

"Hey, little beauty, are you going to have fun, buddies will take you." The person who spoke a little annoyingly spoke again, although she didn't raise her head to see what he looked like, but she didn't have to think about it, she felt that he was an unpleasant person.

Pretending not to hear, looking at the watercolor paint all over the floor, she could only quickly pick them up one by one and fill them into the bag haphazardly.

Why hasn't Shang come back yet? It's been a long time...... Where did it go?

Picking it up, picking it up, Gu Nianxi wanted to cry without tears, she suddenly missed Shang Yi very much, and she didn't know where he was going to listen to the phone. Although he made himself wait, he ...... It's the same when you're waiting outside anyway......

Ahh......hh

Thinking about it, suddenly I don't know what's wrong, she is a little uneasy, and her expression is a little anxious.

The boy who spoke saw that Gu Nianxi had been lowering his head to pick up things, but he didn't react.

I don't know if I heard myself talking or didn't hear at all.

After screaming for a long time and not moving, naturally he was a little angry, and couldn't help but be violent, scolding "Riding a horse, noisy!" ”。

Another boy put one hand in his pocket, stepped forward, put his hand on his shoulder, sneered, looked cynical, and said to him: "I said you, there is a problem with IQ, why do you have to talk to the little wildflower on the roadside, there are many beautiful women around me, and there is no shortage of this one on the roadside." ”

Gu Nianxi, who lowered his head to pick up things, heard his words, and immediately replied unhappily: You are a little wildflower on the side of the road, and your whole family is a little wildflower!

"The surname is Qi! You haven't soaked it, sometimes the little wildflowers on the side of the road are much stronger than those big ladies, and they always know fresh! It's easy to bully again. ”

Hearing this, the male god surnamed Qi sneered and laughed, and then shook his head, this guy is described as fresh, and his IQ is a bit scary!

He shrugged his shoulders, turned to Gu Nianxi, who was picking up things, and said commandingly, "Hey! Little wildflowers! My brother has taken a fancy to you, come and have a word! ”

A certain woman didn't speak, didn't make any other movements, still lowered her head, picking up things.

"Hey! Talking to you, wood! ”

The surname Qi walked in front of her, didn't pay attention to the things on the ground, he stepped on it, and the bottles of small paints were suddenly burst out by the trampling.

"You've stepped on my stuff!"

Gu Nianxi frowned unhappily, stood up angrily, looked at the person who was stepping on something, and said to him with some annoyance.

It wasn't that she didn't react just now, but she didn't want to pay attention to it at all, these people bumped into her, and she didn't apologize, just forget it.

Now it's a pick-up again......

And this person called her Little Wildflower, and the ghost responded! What else does it mean to fall in love with her, you have to go over......

Not sick?

Is there such a pick-up?

It feels like it's a little worse than Shang Yan with that problem man, although he is also used to ordering himself, but he doesn't seem to be with other girls......

Gu Nianxi tried hard to recall that in the school, there were almost no girls in the corners and places where Shang Yanyi appeared......

Forehead!

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