"If this kind of undisciplined and unqualified meat joke can also be called poetry, it is simply an insult to the word poetry!" Ling Yujie continued mockingly, her words a little fierce.

Ling Bingqing didn't blame his sister Ling Yujie, in fact, what Ling Yujie said was very reasonable, but Ling Bingqing's personality was gentle and kind, and he would always retain kindness towards others.

Wang Zhong looked at the rogue boy thoughtfully.

The next moment, his pupils turned golden, and a sharp and aggressive gaze shot out of his golden pupils and landed on the rogue boy's body.

The hooligan boy's "lewd" hand [so wet], when Wang Zhong used his magic powers to look at him, the hooligan boy seemed to feel it, and his movements paused slightly.

However, instead of looking in the direction of Wang Zhong, he continued to look around.

Perhaps it is the nature of unrestrained, or it may be uncontrollable, or it may be unscrupulous, this rascal continues to compose "high-profile" poetry:

"In this situation, I want to compose a poem, stepping all over the campus in the early spring, the scenery is unique here!"

As he spoke, his stolen eyes kept glancing at the girls.

Such a facial action, coupled with his [high-profile wetness] just now, is completely a luxurious upgraded version of the standard obscene - extremely obscene.

However, I have to admire this lewd hooligan boy, with the tune of "Happy New Year", his brain turned, and an infinitely loopable "Good Summer" was born.

"Good summer, good summer, good summer, good summer! We get wet, we look at the legs, I wish the boys a good summer......"

"It's obscene!"

Even Ling Bingqing followed his sister Ling Yujie and snorted shamelessly, because the two sisters were wearing shorts, and their white long legs were indeed very dazzling.

The rogue boy attracted the frequent sideways glances of the students passing by, and the white-faced little man beside him was already covered with cold sweat.

"Cousin, keep it low! Keep it low!" the white-faced little Langjun hurriedly grabbed the hooligan boy's arm and whispered in the hooligan boy's ear.

Ling Bingqing and Ling Yujie couldn't hear it, but Wang Zhong could hear it clearly.

Wang Zhong's sharp and aggressive gaze then turned to this white-faced little Langjun, but he only glanced at it, and his gaze moved away from this white-faced Langjun who looked like Pan An.

"Wow, my Lao Tzu is really good to me! There are so many beautiful women in Jiangzhong University!" the discordant voice of the rogue boy sounded again.

Wang Zhong's heart moved slightly, and he looked in the direction of the hooligan boy's eyes.

A girl with the same appearance as Li Junqi, wearing a long skirt as pure as snow, walked towards Wang Zhong, Ling Bingqing and Ling Yujie.

When she walked to the vicinity of Wang Zhong, she stood curiously with beautiful eyes as pure as a pool of autumn water, looking at Wang Zhong curiously.

At this moment, Wang Zhong forgot everything and looked at the girl in front of him fixedly, she was the only one in his eyes.

What is Love at First Sight?

It's not that you feel in love with her the first time you see her, it's just a feeling.

But when you see her for the first time, your heart is completely touched by love, and from now on, she is really the only one left in your hands, in your eyes, and in your heart.

It's love at first sight.

And at this moment, Wang Zhong was embarrassed (sweat, sweat, sweat), he didn't have love at first sight for the girl in front of him.

He just had a hazy feeling, and he liked the special purity of the girl.

The heart is at peace, everything will be stable and beautiful, and the purity of the girl in front of him makes Wang Zhong's heart feel like he has found his own home.

That feeling, it's warm!

"Hello, my name is Shen Mengwei. The girl's light voice sounded in Wang Zhong's ears, as nimble as the song of a lark.

When she stretched out her slender hand like mutton fat jade, a bright smile bloomed on her pretty face like a lily blooming.

Wang Zhong's heart pounded.

"Hello, I'm Wang Zhong. Wang Zhong gently shook Shen Mengwei's silky and soft hand.

"Wow puppet, flash my eyes, Li Junyang!" The exaggerated voice of the hooligan boy once again attracted the attention of Wang Zhong and Shen Mengwei.

Wang Zhong turned his head to look, and two girls with very different temperaments walked towards them.

One is as stunning as [Nine Heavens Fairy Linfanchen], and the other is ordinary as [plain face as a passerby].

"Wang Zhong, right?" Senior Sister Li Junqi, who was as amazing as a fairy, looked at Wang Zhong and said with a smile before she walked up to Wang Zhong and the others.

"Yes. Wang Zhong smiled slightly.

"Hello everyone! My name is Liu Shanshan. Liu Shanshan beckoned to Wang Zhong and the others from afar.

She is still dressed like when she first met Wang Zhong, she looks inconspicuous at all, very ordinary.

"Hello, I'm Wei Yiling. The rogue boy actually came up and introduced himself to Wang Zhong and the others with a smile.

However, his smile fell into the eyes of the three beautiful girls, Ling Bingqing, Ling Yujie and Shen Mengwei, and the three girls looked at him with different expressions.

Ling Bingqing's face was only slightly red, but Ling Yujie was holding back her smile.

Only Shen Mengwei is the calmest, her eyes are pure and consistent, like a clear mirror that does not stir up dust.

Being watched by three beauties at the same time, Wei Yiling didn't feel ashamed, his eyes rolled, he pointed to the embarrassed white-faced little Langjun who was in a cold sweat beside him, and said with a smile: "This is my cousin, Li Junyang!"

"Hello!" Li Junyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and politely greeted Wang Zhong and the others.

"Poof!"

Ling Yujie couldn't hold back in the end, and couldn't help laughing.

And Li Junyang, a white-faced Xiaolangjun who was easily embarrassed, was very embarrassed by Ling Yujie's sudden laughter, and couldn't help but show a cramped expression.

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at him. Ling Yujie smiled tremblingly, quickly waved her hand to Li Junyang, and then pointed at the hooligan Wei Yirong.

"Laugh at me?" Wei Yiling was stunned for a moment, and then said with a surprised expression: "What's wrong with me? Is there a flower on my face? Moreover, it's still a ...... Sunflowers?"

This shameless rascal, I don't know if it's made of titanium alloy, it's particularly thick.

Wang Zhong and others thought that he would say a chrysanthemum, but a sunflower came to this goods.

Except for Wang Zhong and Liu Shanshan, who are not strange (PS: not strange), Ling Bingqing, Ling Yujie and Li Junqi all blushed.

And Shen Mengwei just stared at the big pure eyes curiously, as if she didn't know what the chrysanthemums and sunflowers meant by the metaphor.