School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 250 Do you deserve to like him?look at your ugly face!
He had the urge to vomit three liters of blood...

He has been so proficient in doing things since he was a child, but facing the idiot, the iq is not high, he is speechless and helpless time and time again...

Even confessing to her seemed so... tricky!
Seeing that Gong Aojie's expression was a little stiff, Tong Luoluo couldn't help asking strangely: "Master Gong, what's wrong with you?"

"No... just want to hit someone!"

He squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

When Tong Luoluo heard this, her expression changed in fright, she lowered her head and began to eat in a muffled voice...

Gong Aojie looked at Tong Luoluo's stupid and cute look, and couldn't help but laugh.

He really wanted to beat someone, beat himself hard, why did he fall in love with this stupid species?
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"I'm going to a party tonight, so I'll borrow your red dress to wear."

Song Zhixin stood at the door, and said to Song Luoyin in a cold tone.

Song Luoyin stood inside the door, paused for a moment, then let Song Zhixin in, turned around and went to the closet to take out a box. Inside the box was a red dress neatly stacked, which looked bright and beautiful.

"Zhixin, be careful when wearing it—"

"I see! I am a person who often attends dinner parties, unlike you who can only be bored at home all day long, and can't even wear nice clothes!"

As Song Zhixin said, she took the skirt and turned around and left. After walking two steps, she turned her head to look at Song Luoyin, and said sarcastically, "Song Luoyin, you never have a chance to wear these clothes, why don't you just give them to me?"

Hearing this, Song Luoyin's pupils widened instantly, and there was a trace of panic in the clear and clean eyes.

"No, this is what my mother left for me!"

"Cut!" Song Zhixin snorted coldly: "Your mother died a long time ago, and you still cherish this rags so much!"

It seemed that she was about to leave with her clothes in hand, but the moment she turned her head, she saw something on the table inadvertently.

An exquisite and beautiful cream cake was placed on the table, and there were thin candles on it. The candles had burned a third and were still stuck on it.

Song Zhixin subconsciously turned her head to look at Song Luoyin, and immediately frowned in displeasure.

She strode to the table and saw the words "Jie, happy birthday" written on it, and she suddenly burst into anger.

"Are you paying attention to his birthday?"

Pointing at the cake, she turned around and looked at Song Luoyin fiercely.

A trace of panic flashed across Song Luoyin's eyes, and she hurried forward to put the cake away.

In the end, before reaching the cake, Song Zhixin suddenly waved her hands vigorously, and the cake was immediately swept to the ground, and the floor was covered with cream tragically, making it a mess...

Looking at the destroyed cake, Song Luoyin finally couldn't help but yelled loudly: "Zhixin!"

When the words settled down, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes...

She hasn't seen him for two years, and she just wants to wish him a happy birthday silently, isn't that okay...

"Song Luoyin!" Song Zhixin stepped forward, and unexpectedly stretched out her hand, and the veil on Song Luoyin's face was instantly ripped off.

Song Zhixin stepped on the veil fiercely under her feet, pulled Song Luoyin's hair and brought her to the full-length mirror: "Song Luoyin, look at your ugly face, do you have the nerve to like Jie? Do you deserve to like him!"

Song Luoyin closed her eyes in pain, she desperately wanted to struggle, but Song Zhixin tightly clutched her hair.

"Song Luoyin, open your eyes and look at this photo! I, Song Zhixin, have no chance, and neither do you! Take a look, this is the girl Jie likes!"

(End of this chapter)