Chapter 8: The First Summer Breeze
This captured photo is handsome and full of young hormones. The breath of a teenager, the sweaty skin, seemed to glow with a soft and shiny white, and fainted into a soft red.
It's really lovely. Bai Mang, as a face dog, is objectively evaluated.
Nice photos.
The people inside, nice.
Jiang Chuanyao's legs are very good.
If she hadn't seen Jiang Chuanyao in person, she probably felt that the photo was just a deception.
Who made her so unlucky, in the southeast shopping mall cinema in Lan City, she not only met Jiang Chuanyao himself, but also felt Jiang Chuanyao's nature.
The man...... But it's bad.
Da Meng went on to say:
Gu Yanxi and Jiang Chuanyao are both very good people of the opposite sex, but the two are not the same, Gu Yanxi is the type of extremely perfect boyfriend, Jiang Chuanyao is not. The difference between the two also depends on the girl's attitude towards them after the breakup.
Every ex-girlfriend of Gu Yanxi has an excellent evaluation of Gu Yanxi, even if he is a flower butterfly collecting nectar.
Jiang Chuanyao is not, every time he breaks up, his ex-girlfriend wants to kill him, and he obviously doesn't do anything to hurt them and actually damage them, anyway, the reputation is not good.
Even so, there are quite a few girls who are eager for Jiang Chuanyao.
"Why?"
It may be that the worse it is, the more attractive and likable it is.
Forehead?
Bai Mang and Fang Zixin both showed puzzled eyes.
“…… Got it? Da Meng squeezed his eyes and described simply, "It's that feeling, bad to the heart, angry and loving." ”
Fang Zixin shook his head, he didn't understand.
Bai Mang also shook his head, not quite understanding.
Jiang Chuanyao is like this, she will only be angry, she just wants to beat him, and she has no other ideas. And she did.
He lowered his head and obediently took a sip of a cold drink.
"Forget it, I don't have Jiang Chuanyao's taste, what I like is Zou Ruize, he is really good in all aspects, except-"
"Except for what?" Bai Mang asked.
Fang Zixin pinched the cup coldly, turned his head, and listened without a face.
"Except for the absence of me in his eyes—" Da Meng laughed out loud without showing his teeth, and then he couldn't stand it anymore, slapping the table and having fun.
Ha~
Bai Mang coughed until he felt a weight on his shoulders, and Da Meng had already leaned most of himself on her back, tickling her whole person.
"Hey, hey......"
"Shame—pen!" Fang Zixin was extremely disgusted.
Bai Mang was very curious about that Xie Simiao.
Fang Zixin pursed her face and said concisely: "It's just a dog, there's nothing to discuss." ”
Cough~
When the Japanese food store came out, Bai Mang knew from Wang Yimeng that Fang Zixin didn't hate He Lijia for no reason, but He Lijia bullied girls in junior high and high school, especially those girls who didn't look good and didn't study well.
"Bullying?"
Da Meng lowered his head, lost his vigor in front of him, and said, "Do you say that you pull people to the toilet and take off their pants to take pictures?" ”
White Mang: ......
"Count." Bai Mang took Da Meng's soft hand and asked her out loud, "Isn't the big orange cat cute?" ”
Wang Yimeng looked at her, her big eyes were shining.
"But there have always been people who deliberately abuse them." Bai Mang said, whispering softly, like the gentlest and coolest wind in summer, inadvertently blowing into people's hearts.
“……”
"Cuteness can't be its fault."
"Not every time you are bullied, there is a reason to be bullied, it is the perpetrator who is wrong."
"There's no need to be upset or upset about that."
"Temporary weakness does not mean eternal weakness."
Bai Mang's voice was faint and soft, and the whole person was not sharp and sharp, but it gave people a sense of certainty.
From meeting to eating together, sharing an afternoon of girl gossip, Bai Mang's feeling to Wang Yimeng is beautiful and honest, but Bai Mang at this moment exudes a righteous temperature and temperament.
It felt like giving an original ...... The mediocre and rustic soul is infused with a bit of aura.
“cao!”
A curse suddenly poured into Bai Mang's ears.
Fang Zixin, who came out of the Japanese restaurant, answered a phone call; Hanging up the phone, Fang Zixin stomped his feet twice in anger, looking very annoyed.
"What's wrong?" Bai Mang asked. The tone was gentle, unintentionally calm.
Fang Zixin couldn't control her irritability, frowned, sank her young and vigorous little square face, and said to Bai Mang: "Something happened to our brother." ”
Our brother? Bai Mang's brows twitched slightly.
Who is it.
Is it Ding Longze?
What happened to him?
He ...... Someone beat me up!! Fang Zixin said indignantly.
Bai Mang: ......!