"Miss, I think you are familiar."
According to the Encyclopedia of Chasing Girls, this is an unsatisfactory answer.
Xie Zhiwu turned to look at the person who was familiar with her, pulled away his fat paws, and smiled slightly. Don't ask why she would read the Encyclopedia of Chasing Women. It was because women chasing men's interlayer gauze, which was completely useless when placed on Mo Jingyao.
"Probably I am, very much like your mother-" She looked at the man choked with satisfaction, turned her face and shouted with pride, "Another bottle of beer!"
Hungry and thirsty men were especially embarrassed. When he heard this, his small eyes began to light up, "Girl, how can you drink beer."
"It's cheap." Miss Xie Er actually forgot to bring her wallet when she went out, she only had one red ticket all over her body.
"I, I, I, I invite you!" The hungry man was happy, stammering and spitting.
Xie Zhiwu wiped her face silently, "I don't eat wow toffee—"
The hungry man is full of beautiful faces and sexy bodies in front of him at the moment. How can he have the time to think about what she is talking about, the wolf claws are resurrected, and he touches it again. It looks like XiaoHun’s* .
This time Xie Zhiwu was angry. After drinking for three rounds, I felt dizzy. I said it several times, but others didn’t appreciate it. In my anger, I just got the beer bottle and smashed the man’s head. .
So the world was finally quiet.
The hungry and thirsty man was smashed inexplicably, and he held his bleeding head and pointed at Xie Zhiwu. Xie Zhiwu glanced at him impatiently, opened his mouth and uttered a word, "It's not you, it's Jiajia."
The man's small eyes lit up, "Your name is Jiajia?"
"Oh, my good sister is Jiajia—"
Even though his stupid brain was smashed, the thirsty man realized that Xie Zhiwu meant to tease himself. As a group of people around him kept pointing and pointing, he finally became angry and stretched out his hand to pull on the delicate little arm of Xiezhiwu.
"Smelly girl, let's see how I will clean up you tonight, I will let you go or not tonight!"
Xie Zhiwu glanced at him lazily, without saying a word, as if he was determined to let the man get angry and behave as a hooligan. Seeing her indifferent little appearance, the man obviously looked down upon himself, and he caught fire again, pulling her to go outside.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the crowd, "Let go."
The hungry man is full of thoughts on how to make this chick obediently under him, and where he can take care of other people's other words. But then he yelled out, "Fuck you—" and was punched in the face.
Yan Hui looked at Xie Zhiwu's smirk and crooked aside, then looked at the wretched man lying on the ground and moaning, moving his wrist calmly. When Xie Zhiwu heard the creepy clicking sound, the expression on his face immediately froze, and then changed to a flattering smile.
"Well, I am very grateful to Daxia Yan for his help in seeing the injustice in the road—"
Yan Hui sneered, "Miss Xie Er, is this coming out to find excitement at night?"
Xie Zhiwu wiped a sweat in her heart, "Well, this is actually an accident, an accident."
"Your accidents are always so many." Yan hummed back, took off his jacket and threw it on her head. In the late autumn night, she actually ran out wearing only a short skirt with bare shoulders, no wonder she would be missed!
Xie Zhiwu pulled down the clothes on his head, put it on his body with a squat mouth, and glanced at him aggrievedly, "I thought you wouldn't care about me."
Yan turned his face and stared at her, "You mean you are here to take advantage of people for a long time just to see if I will care about you?"
"you do not say!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Xie Zhiwu hurriedly covered her mouth. Seeing that Yan Hui’s face became darker and darker, she stomped her feet. The wicked yelled like a complaint, "You saw me as soon as I came in, and you saw me. Pretending not to know me, I want to talk to you and you still ignore me. You said, if someone bullied me, did you plan to pass me like a stranger?!"
Yan Hui coughed uncomfortably.
He did see her at the beginning, and if she wasn't in danger, he didn't plan to come out...
"Whether you say hello or not, what's the difference?"
Xie Zhiwu originally wanted to say that of course it was different, but when he reached his lips, he saw Yan Hui's somewhat lonely expression, but he seemed to be stuck in his throat by a fishbone, "You are right, it's all the same."
She threw the clothes back to Yan Hui, turned around and walked around him.
Yan Hui looked at the clothes in his hand blankly, and after being worn by her for a few minutes, it was actually stained with the good smell on her body. He just stood in the middle of the bar in a daze, and hadn't moved his footsteps for a long time.
Xie Zhiwu was very angry, and the consequences were serious, but Su Zhe was unlucky.
The G-year-old elegant contest is about to come. The civil engineering department waited for Xie Baobao, so they were naturally eager to try. Even the silver-haired counselor ran to her with a nose and tears. It's an unbearable past.
Xie Zhiwu couldn't stand the instructor's humming tone from time to time with forbearance coughing, his heart softened, and he had to agree casually. She didn't know that she agreed with her front foot. The counselor's eyes lit up on her back foot, and after holding her hand for a while, she ran to find someone who wanted to celebrate her merits.
Fortunately, there is still a lot of time, and she has the opportunity to regret it.
The reason why the style contest is held only once every three years is because there are so many projects, and not only G University students can participate in it, but also from other schools, and almost all of the projects that can participate in the competition have been covered. Therefore, there are no hard and fast rules for the game time. It is completely arranged randomly according to the number of people. Usually, after a game, there is no end to a year. Take the last style contest, the last event is Go. It is said that the first half of the year just ended.
The first event of this competition is the national standard dance. In order to maintain the reputation of the school and not let the ranking fall into the hands of other schools, the competition does not stipulate that the staff of the department must match the staff of the department. As a participant, Xie Zhiwu found Su Zhe after looking for a circle.
And since she broke up with Yan Hui in the bar, she has been in a really bad mood. So poor Su Zhe's feet swelled for many days.
That day, after Xie Zhiwu and Su Zhe finished training, they drove him to a cold drink shop near the school to eat ice cream.
Su Zhe crutched his hands and feet, his upper teeth shook his lower teeth and looked at Xie Zhiwu, and then at the cold drink shop in the distance. He hesitated and said, "In such a cold day, eating ice will hurt your body. not good-"
Xie Zhiwu sneered, "That's cool."
Given that Miss Xie Er's recent temper is really unprovoking, Su Zhe consciously swallowed what he wanted to say, and walked in behind. Who knew that he didn't walk a few steps before hitting someone who stopped suddenly.
Following someone's gaze, he found that in the corner of the cold drink shop, a man and a woman were talking and having a good time.
The woman glanced at them inadvertently, and actually waved her hand happily, "A Wu!"
Xie Zhiwu ordered something at the front desk and dragged Su Zhe to the side of the two. Su Zhe approached and discovered that the man was the one who was kidnapped with her last time.
"Why did you come together?" Xie Zhiwu asked with a smile, pretending to be indifferent.
God knows, she was vomiting to death in her heart. The last time she passed by this shop, she clamored to eat ice cream, Mo Jingyao refused to come in with her life and death, and finally took it away.
Xie Zhige smiled a little shyly, "My speech contest is about to start, I want to find someone to practice. Jingshun is not free today, you are busy with dance competitions recently, it just happens that Jingyao is free today, I will call him one. Get up and sit here."
"Oh, sit down—" Xie Zhiwu approached Mo Jingyao shamelessly, "Then, what do you think of this place, Jing, Yao, Brother, Brother?"
Mo Jingyao took a sip of the coffee in front of him and replied faintly, "Not bad."
"Yeah, not bad."
Xie Zhiwu's face became cold without any warning, and then he turned around and walked out of the cold drink shop. Su Zhe followed after a few steps, and was dragged by the waiter to pay for the takeaway. When he chased him out, the Xie Zhiwu was gone.
"What's wrong with A Wu?" Xie Zhige looked at the door with some worry, his eyes widened.
Mo Jingyao put down the coffee cup in his hand and wiped his fingers, his expression was obviously absent, "Training is too tired."
Xie Zhiwu lost his temper and didn't know where he should go. He walked with his head for a long time, only to find out that he had been walking in the opposite direction to home, and Su was behind him. Zhe is also gone.
Mo Jingyao the dead, Mo Jingyao the rotten!
She angrily kicked the fire hydrant on the side of the road, and touched her pocket halfway to find out that her bag was still in Su Zhe's hands. Not only did she not have a penny on her body, but she also didn't even have a mobile phone.
If a person's back is a little bit, he will have to choke his teeth even if he drinks saliva! If she is unlucky, she will even eat a piece of ice.
Xie Zhiwu looked up to the sky and screamed three times before venting at the fire hydrant. After just kicking it twice, I heard someone grinning, "Does your foot hurt?"
"It's up to you whether my feet hurt or not!"
Xie Zhiwu turned around and left without raising his head.
After walking out for a while, Xie Zhiwu looked back and found that the man was still behind him.
"Are you a stalker?" She turned back to the person angrily, "You have followed the wrong person. Grandma is not easy to follow. Get out of here, get away!"
The man raised his eyebrows in time, "Oh, how far do you want to roll?"
"As far as the mind is, you can roll me as far as you can!" Xie Zhiwu finished, and looked at him up and down, showing a look of contempt, "Look at you as a person, and you are quite handsome. Okay. How can a beautiful man specialize in such perverted things."
"What kind of perverted thing?"
"You followed the little girl in the middle of the night, isn't it a pervert?!"
"Following?" The man stared in surprise, "I just happen to be walking the same road as you, so how can I follow you? And well—"
He touched his chin, and looked at Xie Zhiwu's chest very uncomfortably.
"Where is it small? Not small at all." (to be continued) (end of this chapter)