Tang Luo raised her dark brown eyes, looking at the cold silence in front of her, she was in a trance for a moment.

She remembered that many years ago, there was a beautiful young man who also touched her head softly like this.

It's just that the appearance of that handsome young man is different from Leng Lonelan's, and he is not as handsome as Leng Lonelan's facial features.

Ge Youer, who was in the dance club, looked at the people who were not in front of their dance club, and joined Tang Luo's art club without staying, her hands painted with nail polish clenched her palms painfully.

She turned her head to stare at Tang Luo, wishing that her own gaze was two knives, both of which shot at her.

And at this moment, Ge Youer's eyes with beautiful contact lenses, a panic flashed, and her clenched hands were released.

The result of her bet with Tang Luo is already obvious.

She lost.

Still lost overwhelmingly.

Not only did she fail to get Tang Luo to quit the art club, but she still has to cash in on the bet she promised her before.

No, there are almost hundreds of students in this small indoor square.

Let her apologize to Tang Luo in front of so many people?

It's absolutely impossible!

Thinking of this, Ge You'er had already bent down, wanting to sneak away while they hadn't noticed her.

Tang Luo saw it, the bet that Ge Youer promised her had not been cashed out, no matter what, she couldn't let her run away, she hurriedly removed the heads of Leng Lonelan's big men, wanting to catch Ge Youer back.

Unexpectedly, her slender and straight legs took a step in the direction of her escape, and a slender figure rushed out faster than her.

"Ahh

Ge Youer, who ran out a few meters, looked back and saw that her collar was grabbed by Leng Shilan, her eyes widened, and she shouted.

"Who are you? I don't know you, what are you holding me for? ”

Leng Lonelan, who was wearing a hat, looked cold, didn't even look at her, and the big hand that grabbed her collar tightened, and easily brought Ge Youer to Tang Luo.

"Tang Luo, I've got you back."

Let go of the big hand holding Ge You'er and walk to Tang Luo's side, Leng Lonelan's face was cold and weakened.

Tang Luo smiled at him, thanking Leng Lonely Lan, and then turned his eyes and looked at Ge Youer coldly.

"Ge You'er, what are you running?"

Ge Youer, who escaped and was captured, stood there with her head down, she knew that it was useless to run, and she would still be caught.

Hearing her questioning, she wore beautiful contact lenses and didn't dare to touch Tang Luo's gaze.

"I ......"

Dark brown eyes stared at her, and the corner of Tang Luo's right mouth turned upward, and he sneered.

"Huh...... A few days ago, when you were going to make a bet with me to quit the art club, you were so angry! How? Now the game is lost...... Thinking about running away? ”

Seeing many students coming around, Ge Youer raised her head and looked at her, arrogantly denying it.

"I ...... I'm not trying to run away! ”

Tang Luo took a step forward and came to Ge You'er, "Okay, since you didn't want to run away, then hurry up and cash out, you promised me your bet!" ”

The students who surrounded them, after Tang Luo's words, remembered the two of them, and the result of this gamble was that Ge Youer lost.

The eyes of each of them were looking at Ge You'er, waiting for what she would do next.

With so many eyes looking at her, Ge Youer's head suddenly couldn't hold her high, and she was a little embarrassed.

With her hands clasped together again with nail polish, she asked, "How?" ”