Chapter 419： How am i willing to beat him

Chapter 419 How am I willing to beat him

"Just wait and see."

Fu Nanli actually had expectations.

In fact, Wen Qiao didn't have any clues. The only time in his life who actively pursued someone was to Zhuang Yan. At that time, he chose to write a love letter, but he was nakedly rejected. Obviously it didn't work.

For this, she went to consult Lu Youyou.

Lu Youyou's eyes darkened: "Wow, what makes you have this illusion that I will pursue boys."

Wen Qiao solemnly: "I can only ask you, there is no one else."

Wen Qiao told Lu Youyou everything, and Lu Youyou was surprised and happy, and slapped her on the shoulder: "What am I talking about? I'll tell you that even if Shao Fu knows you are a liar, he won't be angry. He has fallen in love with you a long time ago, Jojo, you can really do it, or rely on your beautiful face, which man can stand it."

"Yes, yes, you have a clever calculation, let's go, what fresh and refined way do I pursue him?"

Lu Youyou rubbed his chin: "I went online to check out those presidential posts, how Cinderella is with the president."

"Well, the president looked down on the heroine, and was slapped by the heroine. The president suddenly felt that the heroine was special."

Wen Qiao shook his head: "How can I be willing to beat him?"

Lu You You looked at her ambiguously: "Oh, I can't bear it."

Wen Qiao tut: "You are more serious."

Lu Youyou sternly said, "Yes, yes, I'm more serious."

Lu Youyou told Wen Qiao about the eighteenth style of the President's Wen Qiao, and Wen Qiao shook his head: "No, that kind of routine is not worthy of him. He is so chi, blue, and jade tree, so bright and clear."

Lu Youyou snorted, "Are you here to abuse the dog?"

Wen Qiao pressed her head: "Forget it, I shouldn't ask you, I'll figure it out for myself."

After leaving school, Wen Qiao took a taxi to her club.

Outside the business park is a secluded path. The light pink and milky white two-story buildings are located on both sides of the small street. The second floor is decorated with hollow carved iron railings. The potted plants are filled with colorful flowers, which are laid out in the rain and mist. The street is very beautiful. Pretty.

She was holding a transparent umbrella. When she was about to walk to the business park, someone suddenly jumped off the second floor and splashed water in a small puddle on the ground. Wen Qiao took a defensive step back, the umbrella eaves slowly lifted, and she saw There was a boy squatting in front of him.

The boy is wearing a black hooded sweater. At this time, the hat is over his head, his lower body is sports trousers, his feet are sneakers, and his back is a white canvas messenger bag from Nike. He is holding a rope and rope. At the top is a red balloon.

The strong contrast between black and white and red made Wen Qiao look at him more.

The boy slowly got up, then turned around, and gave the balloon to a little girl behind. The little girl, wearing a pink raincoat, took the balloon and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, brother."

Wen Qiao pressed the umbrella eaves, passed by the boy, and continued to walk forward.

There were always footsteps not far behind, and followed her across the street and into the business park, until she stopped outside the small courtyard of the AF club, the footsteps were still there.

Wen Qiao turned her head, it was the boy who had just met on the street. A dangerous light flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly, "What are you doing with me?"

He smiled and shrugged: "I came to the AF club for an interview, are you too?"

Wen Qiao was startled, knowing that he was too sensitive, "Are you here for an interview?"

"Ok."

"how old are you?"

"Nineteen."

"Are you in college?"

(End of this chapter)