Feng Zhuo threatened: "don't delete, then play." Tao Yaoyao wanted to cry without tears: "you must have a spare egg pain. You can do this there. You are not allowed to send your hair. I am not allowed to send others." Seeing Feng Zhuo raise her hand, it seems that she really wants to hit her. She hurriedly said, "I'll delete it. I won't send your photos in the future." Feng Shao raised his eyebrow: "is that mine?"“ I'm not saying it now. Delete it now. " Tao Yaoyao said, reaching out to get his mobile phone, but Feng Shao stopped it, "this will not be an example." Tao Yaoyao: "..." this means not to delete. Alas, this poison Aojiao, is it like that?! She stared at her discontentedly and didn't speak. Feng Zhuo approached her again and jokingly asked, "don't you want me to help you again if you don't close your eyes and go to bed." Tao Yaoyao immediately closed his eyes and released his hand to push him. I don't want him to help me. She has seen through him. He won't do it with her, but he will stir up my confusion, hunger and thirst, and then walk away, this bad man. Wait, you'll get revenge one day. Feng Shao smiled and helped her knead the quilt before she left. I don't know if he was molested by Feng Shao. He was a little excited. That night, Tao Yaoyao had another spring dream. The hero in the dream is still her and Fengjiao. In the dream, they live in a house like a castle, where every place is full of wealth. They lie on the sofa of the ancient French Dynasty, which is exquisite and elegant. He seemed to be ill, but he still pressed her, leaned against her ear and said, "I want... To... You..." she looked at him in distress, "God, don't make trouble, you're sick." She couldn't move forward or backward. She couldn't bear to hum... "Yaoyao, Yaoyao..." he called her in his ear. The voice is lingering and deep, as if it can penetrate dreams and reality. When Tao Yaoyao woke up, he still felt the sound in his ears. She was shocked and felt that she was really poisoned, and that she was not lightly poisoned. Tao Yaoyao was a little depressed holding his cheek. His mind was full of phoenix burning. For a while, he thought it was better to be a friend. For a while, he thought he must be a real husband and wife with him. She racked her brains and thought hard, but she couldn't come up with an idea. Until the cell phone rang, the phone was called by Fang Yu. As soon as Tao Yaoyao got through, he scolded coldly: "you ya, remember, don't fall into my hands, otherwise I must make you look good." Fang Yu smiled and asked, "hahaha, you're still angry. Did you and your husband have sex last night?"“ Get out! "“ Well, well, I won't talk to you. I'm going to buy clothes for the classmate's meeting. Do you want to go shopping together? "“ No money! "“ Ask your husband what he wants. "“ I bought one with my husband's money, but it was lost by Yao Keren's white lotus. There are many ways to destroy friendship. The most thorough one is to borrow money. If you ask more, I'll borrow money from you. " Tao Yaoyao dropped his cruel words. Fang Yu groaned, "am I such a vulgar person? Come on, there's five hundred dollars left. " Oh, this means to give her a skirt as an apology and compensation. Tao Yaoyao hummed coldly, but the man stood up and said, "where is it? I'll go now."