Fu Shuang's indifference made Wang Hui feel at ease and wonder.

Li Kexin has muttered more than once that Fu Shuang doesn't seem to love him very much. Judging from her reaction, it seems to be so interesting.

Wang Hui hesitated for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Shuang Shuang, are you really not angry?"

Fu Shuang smiled and waved her hand without taking it to heart: "why should I be angry? He Xian is so excellent and someone likes it. That's normal."

"That's right." Wang Hui nodded. "Some people like he Xian, which also proves that you have a good eye, but I still think it's a little bad when you encounter such a thing."

"A man who can be easily robbed is not worth my heart at all."

Fu Shuang put one hand on the steering wheel, held his chin and looked at Wang Hui with a smile: "we are all young. We have been so long for a lifetime. No one knows what will happen in the future. If a man who can't stay when I am the youngest and beautiful, he will certainly leave me when he is old."

"So, I'm not afraid that someone will rob me. If he is robbed now, at least I have the capital to start over. If a man is robbed again ten or twenty years later, it will be difficult to turn over."

When Wang Hui heard this argument for the first time, she opened her mouth half blankly and couldn't return to God for a long time.

"Shuang Shuang, you......" Wang Hui murmured, "how can you think so?"

"Am I wrong?" Fu Shuang asked.

Wang Hui couldn't tell whether she was right or wrong. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.

Fu Shuang has long understood that between the people who love you and the people you love, you must choose the people who love you.

Maybe not so happy, but at least not painful.

"Huihui, you'll understand later." Fu Shuang patted her on the shoulder. "Where else do you want to go? Let's go for another round while it's still time."

"It's good to go anywhere." Wang Hui stared at her and suddenly said, "Shuangshuang, I always feel that you don't seem to be the same as us."

"What's different? I have horns on my head?"

"No, I mean, your attitude towards feelings is different from ours. It seems... How to say? It seems too open-minded and calm. It's not as impulsive and childish as a teenage girl."

"That's right. I'm twenty years old!" Fu Shuang laughed.

In fact, the reason why she can be so calm in the face of someone trying to rob her boyfriend is entirely because the object robbed is He Xian.

If Xu muzhou had been replaced, oh, she would have blown up.

At this time, there are already many students on the road. Senior students and sisters go to class one after another.

Fu Shuang opened the convertible of the sports car, and the two little girls walked around for a long time, attracting passers-by's eyes.

Many students have come to the playground.

The ground was very wet and couldn't sit. Everyone stood in groups and chatted casually.

As soon as Fu Shuang and Wang Hui appeared, they became the focus of the crowd.

Everyone looked at them one after another and subconsciously moved away.

Li Kexin jumped up and complained, "why is it so slow?"

"Two turns." Fu Shuang smiled, "you two are very early."

"It's boring to stay in the dormitory. It's not hot today. Just come out for a walk." Zhang ChuChu replied with a smile.

After several people nagged for a while, the instructor came.

Li Kexin glanced at the crowd and asked, "didn't he Xian come?"

Fu Shuang didn't lift his eyelids: "let him go."

The boy doesn't know who he's angry with. His temper has become more and more strange recently. It's difficult to serve.

Li Kexin frowned and flashed a trace of anger in her eyes. She wanted to say something, but she tightened her mouth and didn't say anything at last.

People are lovers and girlfriends don't care. What can she say as an outsider?

He Xian is such an excellent boy. Why can't he meet a good girl who treats him sincerely?

After half an hour of military training, the distinguished talents came late.

Originally, he didn't intend to come. However, facing the empty dormitory, he always felt that there was no taste anywhere. After hesitating for a long time, he came over with a disheartened face.

Fu Shuang is standing in a military posture, raising her head, straightening her body, like a javelin.

He Xian saw Fu Shuang at a glance among the freshmen who were also dressed in dozens of sizes.

He looked blankly for ten seconds before he sighed helplessly.

Dare not say this life, at present, he is really planted, planted thoroughly, can't climb up.

He Xian stood on the side and looked at it for a while. The instructor was black faced. It was not a punishment, nor was it to let him be listed.

The boy is dressed in camouflage and pestles there like a stick. It's hard to clean up.

The instructor had no choice but to let everyone rest for a while to hide his embarrassment.

He Xian went to the side and sat down. The ground was wet. As soon as he sat down, his pants were stained with water. He didn't care.

Wang Hui pulled Fu Shuang's arm and said in a low voice, "he's coming."