Female supporting style is wrong

Relief and joy trace the moon
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"welcome."

The door of the milk tea shop was pushed open, and the clerk greeted the customer politely. He was surprised when he saw the other person's appearance.

The girl was beautiful, with black hair and black eyes, a palm-sized face, a small and shiny nose, and soft jelly lips. She glanced at the menu, ordered a cup of milk tea, and sat down at a table in the store.

This milk tea shop has a booming business because it is located near a university town. After Shu Huan walked in, most of the boys in the shop were secretly looking at her, watching the girl lower her head and check her phone, and then close it impatiently after a moment. .

"Are you sure that guy Suiyue can't find this place?" Shu Huan asked Wu Shiwei in his mind.

In the modern plane, the weapon spirit has no way to manifest itself, so Wuweiwei can only communicate with Shu Huan like this. It tells the truth, "I'm not sure."

Shu Huan was completely discouraged.

She propped her chin up sadly, and glanced at the customers in the store casually, and then settled on a person with the most beautiful appearance. Although it was not as beautiful as the two innate gods in the divine realm, it was not as good as her bamboo horse tracing the moon. Stunningly beautiful, but in this small plane, he is pretty good-looking.

By chance, when Shu Huan was sizing her up, the boy was also blushing and looking at her furtively.

With round eyes, pink lips, and a soft appearance, the girl looked very harmless. He mustered up the courage to walk towards Shu Huan and said nervously, "Classmate, are you a freshman this year?"

It was the beginning of school season recently, and the boys had never seen such a beautiful girl on the school forum, so they thought she must be a freshman.

"No," Shu Huan said with a smile. She was bored now and didn't mind chatting with others to pass the time, "I'm here to hide from people."

"Hide from people?" The boy opened his eyes slightly.

"Yes," Shu Huan had a deep look on his face and made up lies casually, "My father found me a child foster husband, and then he took care of me every day. I couldn't stand it and ran away."

The younger sister bit her lip, looked at loss, and said sadly.

"You won't even give me milk tea."

The boys followed suit and were filled with indignation, "This is too much."

The door of the milk tea shop was pushed open again. The clerk gasped and looked at the new customer who was stunned.

The young man has an extremely beautiful appearance, with slender broken hair brushing against his snow-white delicate cheeks. His eyelashes are as long as the sky, like exploding dandelions. His lip line is thin, and his body is thin, like a young god from a comic book. It gives off a beauty as cold and indifferent as ice and snow.

He looked at the clerk, who happened to be holding the milk tea for Shu Huan. Su Yue said quietly and pointed at Shu Huan, "Is this the milk tea for that customer?"

When the clerk nodded, he stretched out his hand and said, "I know her. Let me help you give it to her." The clerk was very busy and handed the milk tea to Su Yue with a red face, "Sorry to trouble you."

Su Yue tilted her head casually, her eyes locked on Shu Huan, and her voice was very light, "No trouble."

Shu Huan was talking happily, ignoring Su Yue who came in, and Wu Shiheng coughing heavily in her mind was also ignored by her. The boy was persuaded by the tragic experience that Shu Huan made up, and tried to help the poor little sister escape from the sea of ​​misery. .

With a "pop" sound, the milk tea was placed on the small cream-colored round table, interrupting their conversation. The hands holding the milk tea cup were slender and crystal-clear, with slender finger bones, and they looked too familiar.

Shu Huan's face suddenly changed, and he stopped mid-sentence.

"Why don't you continue talking," Su Yue said, her words pointed, her tone was lazy, and no emotion could be heard, "Sister Shu Huan."

"..."

The boy was stunned for a moment, seeing the unnatural look on Shu Huan's face, and the young man who sat down next to the girl, inserted a straw for her thoughtfully, and handed the milk tea to her mouth, he blurted out, "Are you her child adopter? !”

"Child adopter?" Su Yue smiled half-heartedly, "Huanhuan also gave me another name." He lowered his head, thought for a moment, tilted his head, and smiled innocently, "It sounds pretty good."

"Ahem." Shu Huan choked on the milk tea and couldn't stop coughing. With tears in his eyes, he said with difficulty, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

"What misunderstanding?" Su Yue was interested, clasping her hands and looking at her with a smile.

Shu Huan closed his eyes and spoke in a heavy tone, "I covet your beauty, so I made this up and slandered your reputation."

The boy had already noticed that something was wrong, so he ran away in time and looked at the little goddess he fell in love with at first sight with concern not far away.

"You covet me?" Su Yue protracted her tone, making sure to make it clear that Shu Huanshe was dead, "Feel free to covet Huan Huan."

There was a smile in his voice, "After all, I also have evil intentions towards you."

"..." So straightforward.

Shu Huan looked peaceful.

No. 13 attempts to get rid of Su Yue, this clingy spirit, ended in failure.

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