Section 4

Rong Qing is not afraid of embarrassment, nor is An Yang Chun Yuan; both are thick-skinned individuals. Ye Ju Geng has been restless for a while, and at this moment, Su Jing Xi and Tao Lin Zhi have already argued quite a bit. Tao Lin Zhi comes over, desperately pouring tea, without saying anything about leaving, just panting heavily.

"Hey, blonde girl, speak more politely!" Su Jingxi, like a protective little hedgehog, shielded Ye Jujing behind her, "Don't think you can bully her just because she has a good temper!"

Hey, haven't you been nagging for a long time to see the living "Orochimaru"?" Rong Qing lowered her voice, "Don't throw a tantrum, won't you be miserable if you can't see him when you go back?"

Rong Qing touched her own face, noting that her skin was quite good. Although it was not as fair as Tao Linzhi's, it was still delicate, soft, and elastic. The rented apartment did not even have a mirror, and she did not consider a mirror a necessity in life, so she had not bought one. On the bus ride home in the evening, she observed the reflection of herself in the glass, which appeared to be an ordinary face. It was not unattractive, but her eyes were quite large; when wide open, they looked innocent and foolish, while when narrowed, they appeared cunning and sharp. On the bus ride home in the evening, she observed the reflection of herself in the glass, which appeared to be an ordinary face. It was not unattractive, but her eyes were quite large; when wide open, they looked innocent and foolish, while when narrowed, they appeared cunning and sharp.

Upon exiting, I saw a guardian deity, determined to protect the women's restroom with an imposing presence. If one enters, one will be blown up; if two enter, a pair will be blown up.

I am here accompanying a friend." Ye Jujing was so nervous that he kept rubbing his hands, "Business is really good today. I will go and inform Chunyuan. Would you mind sharing a table with us?

Rong Qing found Su Jingxi's dazed expression adorable and couldn't help but step on his cat's tail again: "Or you could just take care of me, after all, looking at you is much more comfortable than looking at her!"

"Rong Qingke, I have something to tell you." Su Jingxi frowned awkwardly

She couldn't help but laugh; what a pair of expressive, scene-stealing big eyes they are

Is this the "Orochimaru"? Rong Qing asked

Before Su Jingxi's cat-like sparkling eyes could become angry, she had already dried her hands and returned to the hall. The essence of the cosplay show was just beginning, and the man sitting diagonally on the throne was dressed in a white silk robe, with a sky-blue satin ribbon tied around his waist. Even someone like Lian Rongqing, who was indifferent to appearances, couldn't help but exclaim, "How can women live when men look like this"

I said no more! Tao Lin glared, and with a picture book said, "Do you think you have become addicted to being a Bodhisattva? Should I go back and buy an incense table to enshrine you?"

Hmm. Rong Qing nodded slightly at her, "Are you here to watch the show as well?"

"Xiao Jing." Ye Ju Geng turned around and smiled, "Could you please tell Chun Yuan that we can move our gathering to the private room? It doesn't matter to us whether we watch the show or not."

An Yang Chun Yuan nodded at her as a greeting, reached out to pull the obedient girl, who resembled a little rabbit, over to sit closely beside her. Ye Ju Geng merely lowered her head, not daring to glance at Rong Qing even once.

infatuated person

"Whether she is worthy of me depends on how she thinks of herself." Rong Qing chuckled, devoid of any kindness, "If you had even half the intelligence and means of An Yang Chunyuan, you wouldn't be here jumping around over someone else's girlfriend. What a naive boy you are. You haven't even been in a relationship, have you?"

If it is because of Ye Jujing, I have nothing to say to you. I did not force her to come to my house to be a maid, and I cannot control my friend's dislike for her. Rather than trying to persuade me, it would be easier for you to chain her up.

Perhaps the city is not very large, and there are only a few schools such as www.hetushu.com. The relationships are intricately intertwined like a spider's web. If one were to investigate carefully, it is possible that everyone in the city is somehow related.

Upon hearing this sound, Tao Linzhi's entire body bristled, as if in an allergic reaction, and her expression changed instantly. Almost reflexively, she wrapped her arms around Rong Qingke's neck and glared fiercely at the owner of the voice.

I saw her directly become utterly depressed! Tao Lin sneered coldly.

No need to trouble ourselves, we will not look anymore! Tao Lin grabbed hold of Rong Qing and said, "Let's go, this place is dark and gloomy, it is an ominous location."

What are you bouncing around here for? The boyfriend is over there and hasn't said anything, truly the emperor is not anxious, but you, little eunuch, are dying of anxiety

The "Seventh Street Corner" was transformed into an anime-themed café two years ago, attracting mostly young people. The atmosphere was already lively before the performance began. Tao Linzhi forgot about the unpleasant events from earlier and enthusiastically commented on the several cosplayers appearing on stage. Rong Qingke did not understand much either; she simply found the costumes and makeup of the performers on stage to be bizarre and exaggerated. After watching for a while, she found it uninteresting and decided to get up and go to the restroom. Rong Qingke did not understand much either; she simply found the costumes and makeup of the performers on stage to be bizarre and exaggerated. After watching for a while, she found it uninteresting and decided to get up and go to the restroom.

"Rong Qingke, stop bullying her, she has done nothing wrong to you!"

"It's still better than someone like you, an ice queen." Tao Linzhi changed the subject, "I misspoke; it's just an ice mountain, you can't even be called a beauty!"

"It is none of your business. Just look at your single eyelids and thin lips, with a sharp and bitter appearance, and a face that brings misfortune to husbands. If any man catches your eye, he must have been unfortunate in his ancestry, destined to be unlucky and haunted by ghosts in this life!"

This person is so reserved yet so effeminate, he is the president of the club, Night Wind. How could he possibly be 'Orochimaru'? Our 'Orochimaru' is very manly, okay!

The two individuals were engaged in a verbal standoff, neither willing to yield. Rong Qingke found it rather endearing that Su Jingxi was so protective of Ye Jujing. Rong Qingke was not particularly adept at remembering people's appearances, yet she distinctly recalled Su Jingxi's face. She had met him once before, merely exchanging a glance from a distance, so they could not be considered acquainted. Now, he seemed to have grown taller, standing at just under 1.8 meters, with a well-proportioned physique and two enviable long legs. He was in a phase of transformation; the last time she saw him, his cheeks were full, but now they had become smooth and refined, as if meticulously sculpted by a skilled artisan, even his slightly round eyes had elongated. The only thing that remained unchanged was his butterfly-like eyelashes, which fluttered incessantly, making her find him particularly interesting

Unfortunately, there is nothing inside

Jujing, what are you dawdling about over there? Haven't I told you before, don't keep putting your warm face against someone else's cold backside

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just right to reach Ye Jujing's ears. Ye Jujing's ears turned red as she lowered her head and rubbed her hands vigorously. This scene resembled two wicked sisters bullying the unfortunate Cinderella; the prince of Cinderella did not appear, yet his voice still carried an unmistakable anger.

Rong Qing was not at all surprised to encounter Ye Ju Geng here, after all, the owner of this café is a good friend of Ye Ju Geng, as well as the boyfriend of her friend's younger sister, and also a good friend of her own archrival

She thought for a moment and decided to escape from the battlefield, simply pulling the silent Ye Jujing, who had her head down, towards a discreet corner. A man with black hair was sitting on a round sofa, and the reflective lenses gave him an air of untouchable distance. Ye Jujing did not sit beside him, perhaps because Rong Qing was present, which made the soul that lay between them even more distinct.