The two big gossip instantly suppressed the rumors of Wen Xing and LAN Cang, especially the first thing. At that time, the girls on the scene told others about LAN Cang's performance vividly, which attracted countless exclamations and praises.
His fans had a large number of people, once this happened, LAN Cang seemed to be the male god of all the girls in the school, and no one could compete with him.
As for Qi Rou
She was dropped out of school, left the school in ashes, and didn't go back to the dormitory to pick up her things.
Smell star relieved tone, although she is not afraid of Qi Rou, but every day looking at that face also enough diaphragm should be.
LAN Cang did her two big favors. He not only drove away an annoying fly, but also helped her avoid the crisis of identity disclosure. He should be grateful for his love and reason.
So she went out of the school and bought a bottle of Louis XIII, a small bottle of eight thousand eight, in a high-grade red hotel.
Keng dad, the contribution fee for one and a half months is gone.
When she was about to hand in her paper, she went to the office with the bottle of wine in her arms, against the different eyes of all the female students in the class.
Glancing at it, she saw that there was no one around. She didn't knock on the door, but just pushed it in.
At this time, LAN Cang was half leaning on the sofa, holding a letter in his hand, looking at it carelessly.
"Miss Cang, another letter from the president?"
Blue Cang handed her, "you see."
Wen Xing took it and passed it quickly. "It's written in French. Well, it seems that our president is really infatuated with Mr. Cang."
Blue Cang looked at her strangely, "see this only?"
"What else?"
"There is a wrong symbol in the first line of the statement, and a wrong word in the fifth line. Hearing the stars, your level has fallen back."
Wen Xing
Who's going to discuss French with him!
She threw the letter, took off her school uniform coat, took out the wine hidden in it, put it in front of LAN Cang, and raised her eyebrows at him.
"Have a taste?"
Blue Cang eyebrow tip move, stand up to take out two clean wine cups, lazy ask, "this is a gift?"
Smell star poured two glasses of wine, handed him a cup, eye wave circulation, "of course, have to thank call beast hero save beauty."
Blue Cang squinted at her face.
Although his aesthetic seems to have become wonderful these days, this face in his eyes is just not ugly and has nothing to do with beauty.
He and her a clink glass, drooping eyes, shaking the glass of wine, sipped, said, "this sincerity, feel some not enough."
Wen Xing raised his eyebrows, holding red wine in one hand and on the desk in the other hand, trapping LAN Cang in a narrow space.
Her upper body slowly down pressure, blue Cang also very cooperate of slowly backward.
She drank a mouthful of wine, pink lips by wine a run, more and more full water run.
"Of course, it's not enough. I promise you to be satisfied with my sincerity."
She almost the whole person pasted on him, head a low, pink thin lips kiss him.
First of all, he licked it lightly, then deeply touched it. Suddenly, he felt his tongue was gently sucked.
She couldn't help trembling, and the glass in her hand fell to the ground, making a cracked bang.
The liquor splashed everywhere, but no one took care of it. LAN Cang put the liquor in his hand aside, and pinched her chin with her slender fingers, forcing the tip of her tongue that she wanted to take back to come out again.
He learned her way, slowed down and began to kiss back, leaving her little tongue like a mouse avoiding a cat.