"Zhi Nian, what's wrong with you? Since we separated that night, you seem to have changed. I took the initiative to find you, but you refused to talk to me. Tell me, did I do something wrong? "
At the end of her speech, she sounded a little aggrieved.
Lin Wanwan couldn't help but sneer.
A woman who only cares about escaping for her life when her boyfriend is in danger, has nothing to be wronged about, and has the nerve to ask herself what went wrong.
The little milk dog waved his hand hurriedly, "You're right..."
He is soft-hearted and hates seeing others feel sad.
Hearing this, Qiao Yuan suddenly became arrogant and continued to ask aggressively, "Then why do you refuse to pay attention to me? Don't forget that I am your girlfriend!"
"You are not my girlfriend, you are him..."
The little puppy pursed his lips, and his expression suddenly became a little depressed.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore." He walked around Qiao and Ann.
"Stop!"
Qiao Yuan grabbed Fu Zhinian's arm and pulled hard.
The little puppy was caught off guard and thrown against the wall, her angry expression reflected in her shocked eyes.
"Fu Zhinian, do you want to break up with me? I don't agree! Why do you want to get rid of me when you've had enough fun? Have you changed your mind? Have you fallen in love with other women?"
The little puppy's face turned red when he was so wronged, "I didn't!"
He was naturally handsome, and his blush made him even more charming.
Qiao and An looked at him infatuatedly, grabbed his neck fiercely, and kissed him on tiptoes.
The little milk dog was shocked. Although he did not have the ferocious fighting power of his original self, the natural strength of a man is better than that of a woman after all.
He wanted to get rid of Qiao and An, but he was afraid of accidentally hurting someone. In the dilemma, he could only dodge as much as possible.
Standing at the door, Lin Wanwan shook his head and sighed, what a kind-hearted baby.
She rushed towards the dormitory and was about to pull Qiao and An away.
"Let go!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made Lin Wanwan pause.
Fu Zhinian pulled off Qiao and An's hands that were around his neck, and twisted them hard without mercy.
With a soft click, the girl's painful screams echoed throughout the space.
"Ah!" Qiao and An huddled on the ground, sweat dripping from their twisted faces.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wanwan was stunned.
The cute little puppy suddenly transformed into a cannibalistic Tibetan mastiff. It was so scary.
Fu Zhinian looked down at Qiao and An, who were screaming and rolling, and said in a cold tone, "From this second on, we break up."
Qiao and An took a sharp breath, holding back the pain of their dislocated wrists and wanting to question him.
But when he met those cold eyes without any warmth, his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Fu Zhinian, you will regret it!"
She dropped these words without confidence and staggered away.
Fu Zhinian sneered coldly and walked out.
Lin Wanwan bit her lip and called tentatively, "Fu Zhinian?"
Her name was Fu Zhinian, not Xiao Niannian.
Fu Zhinian paused and looked sideways at her, without any unnecessary expression on his face.
Lin Wanwan smiled bitterly.
It's obviously the same face, but at this time, Fu Zhinian no longer has the cuteness and timidity of a puppy, and has regained his previous flamboyance and unruliness, and his powerful aura is daunting.
It seems that the little milk dog encountered a problem that he couldn't solve, and he willingly let me come back.
Fu Zhinian read the sadness in Lin Wanwan's eyes, and pursed his thin lips. He no longer looked fragile, but looked fierce.