After escaping from the clutches of the musical beauty, Zhang Jiaming repeatedly clarified to Ding Luoluo, "Luoluo, believe me, I don't like her. Luoluo, you must believe me." Ding Luoluo's gaze swept Zhang Jiaming from top to bottom, and he felt like a blade of grass on the grassland or a grain of sand in the desert. Zhang Jiaming accidentally caught a glimpse of a musical beauty again. Her seductive eyes seemed to emit intricate currents, making him tremble. Ding Luoluo was pulled out of the dance hall by Zhang Jiaming again. Zhang Jiaming said, "Let's go, let's go
Ding Luoluo's footsteps were sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, while Zhang Jiaming was sometimes in front of her and sometimes behind her. Suddenly, Ding Luoluo grabbed Zhang Jiaming's hand and said, "Do you want to kiss me?" Zhang Jiaming made another upward turn with the word "ah". Ding Luoluo was annoyed and said, "What's that? If you want to kiss me, you can kiss me
The closer he got to 'Tianyuan', the more annoyed Ding Luoluo became. Her lips were burning with anger, and the wind in her ear sounded like Zuo Chen's breath. She stood in front of Zhang Jiaming, tilted her head up, and said, "Kiss me." Sweat beads the size of beans popped out of Zhang Jiaming's forehead, shaking in the wind. "Lolo, I, I like you," he said as he closed his eyes. His head plunged down like a free fall, his pouting mouth rushing straight towards Ding Lolo's forehead, and he kissed her with a kiss.
Ding Luoluo was extremely satisfied. Zhang Jiaming's sip was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the raging flames in her heart. Ding Luoluo was about to bow and express his gratitude when he saw a black figure jumping out from beside him. The black figure then swung a fist, which hit Zhang Jiaming's left cheek directly. Zhang Jiaming let out a scream and fell to the ground convulsing.
Ding Luoluo covered his mouth with both hands and looked at the black figure. Black Shadow's face turned pale, with a fierce expression, but her facial features bore a striking resemblance to those of her left teacher.
Left, Left Chen? "Ding Luoluo shook his body and turned back into a stutter. Zuo Chen didn't look at Ding Luoluo, but instead walked towards Zhang Jiaming. He was about to lift his foot and perform a move of "kicking the ball" when Zhang Jiaming regained his composure. He clasped his fists and shouted, "Brave man, spare your life! Brave man, spare your life!" Left Chen's heart softened, so he took a step forward and got into the car.
This time, it was Ding Luoluo who shouted, "Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen." However, to others, Ding Luoluo's cry sounded more like the mournful cry of mosquitoes. Watching Zuo Chen's car drive away, Ding Luoluo covered his face with both hands and shed tears. After her parents passed away, she once again felt like an abandoned child.
Poor Zhang Jiaming watched helplessly as Ding Luoluo ran back home. He had to wriggle a few times, twist and struggle until he stood upright, then cover his swollen left face and head back home.
Zuo Chen tore Chen Mei's nightgown and threw her onto the bed. Although Chen Mei remained calm and composed, her heart was in turmoil. This man is filled with anger. Where did this man get his anger from? Zuo Chen oppressed Chen Mei and gnawed on her neck. Ding Luoluo, this water loving Yang Hua woman, she is not worthy to love him, she is not worthy. She is the same kind of person as Chen Guoguo, the same mediocre actress. No, she is not worthy of being compared with this old fruit. She is hypocritical. She is a bitch holding the chastity memorial archway. When Zuo Chen thought of the word 'bitch', he froze on Chen Mei's body. He never expected that just Ding Luoluo would provoke him to speak recklessly.
Chen Mei's legs wrapped around Zuo Chen's waist, sobbing and moaning in her mouth. She said vaguely, 'I belong to you, I belong to you alone.' A slight smile came out of Zuo Chen's mouth. Very good, very good.
Just now, Zuo Chen was driving, and while driving, he unconsciously drove to "Tianyuan". However, Yuan Wei is different. Whether consciously or unconsciously, she couldn't help but come over to Zheng Ouyang's doorstep.
Yuan Wei just bid farewell to her explosive head, and her hair, which was about to pass her ears, was obediently tilted vertically downwards. When she returned home, she passed by Zheng Ouyang's house, holding her head with both hands to prevent herself from looking around, but unfortunately, Zheng Ouyang's house opened. Now, Yuan Wei can't bear it anymore. She shook her head and shook her hair, while also seeing the strange woman she had seen before walk out of Zheng Ouyang's house.
Zheng Ouyang followed the woman behind and stopped at the door, instructing, "Go straight home, don't make me worry." The woman's marshmallow nodded and nodded, her big head and small body almost unbalanced. Yuan Wei lowered her head and walked towards her own home, shouting in her heart: Ouyang, quickly call me, quickly stop me. Unfortunately, Zheng Ouyang slammed the door shut, shaking Yuan Wei's internal organs in disarray. Yuan Wei stopped and became furious: Yo ho? You took over my aunt's body and pretended not to recognize her? What kind of bullshit woman is that? What's there to worry about?
Over there, Zheng Ouyang was squinting his eyes and recalling: Hey? Why does the woman with straight hair over her ears at the door look so familiar just now? Who exactly is it like?