School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 83 The scheming girl is about to harm people again?

Chapter 83

At this moment, Song Zhixin was paying close attention to Tong Luoluo's expression, seeing her smile change instantly, she immediately sneered in her heart: Hmph, you still want to fight with me just because you are a pauper!

What she meant by saying this was to tell this ignorant girl that Jie belonged to Song Zhixin alone, and she was the only one in Jie's eyes!
Apparently, she achieved this goal...

"Luoluo, can you go with me too? I just met you, and I like you for no reason. If you can come to my birthday party, I will be even happier!"

Tong Luoluo couldn't help being a little tangled, after all, from the time she knew Song Zhixin to now, she had only met her on three occasions, and she didn't say anything each time, in the final analysis, the two of them were not familiar at all...

Seeing Tong Luoluo's hesitation, Song Zhixin immediately grabbed her hand in a hurry, frowned slightly, and said in a coquettish tone: "Okay, Luoluo, you can go, huh? I really want to be your friend. ..."

"Are you worried about gifts? You don't need to bring gifts. I don't like to receive gifts on my birthday. You just need to participate and I will be very happy!"

Tong Luoluo saw that such a beautiful woman put down her body to invite her, so she seemed a little reckless to refuse.

After hesitating for 20 seconds, she nodded slowly: "Okay... If I'm free that day, I'll go..."

"There must be time. It happened to be after the exam that day, and the study task was very easy!"

Song Damei had already talked about this part, and Tong Luoluo could only nod her head dumbfoundingly.

"Then it's a deal, you must come! I'll be waiting for you!"

Song Zhixin finished speaking with a smile, and waved her: "Luoluo, then I'll go back first! Don't tell Jie yet, he must have prepared a surprise for me that day, so if you tell him that my birthday is that day, it means Let his surprise plan fail!"

Tong Luoluo nodded with a dry smile, but she was thinking in her heart: Oh, this beauty Song is pretty, but she seems a little narcissistic, the devil probably doesn't like her as much as she thought...

But Miss Song didn't let her talk, she could only pretend to be dumb...

When Song Zhixin turned around, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and her eyes turned slightly cold.

This idiot, idiot ha, that title really suits her. Believe what you say, don't let her lose face on her birthday!

Walking to the door, he suddenly bumped into a person head-on.

Song Zhixin was so knocked that she subconsciously took two steps back, rubbed her nose and raised her eyes in displeasure: "Who doesn't have eyes——"

Before she finished speaking, Song Zhixin paused when she glanced at the naughty boy standing in front of her, and asked in doubt, "Yan Bichen?"

Yan Bichen greeted her with a chic smile, but the words in his mouth were mercilessly sarcastic: "Hello, long time no see, Song Xinji, you have been abroad for a year, and you are going back to harm others?"

When Song Zhixin heard this, her brows and eyes instantly turned cold.

She, Song Zhixin, gave the whole school the impression that she was a beautiful and elegant girl, but this guy in front of him knew her details, and knew that her gentleness and generosity were all just pretending!
So in front of Yan Bichen, she didn't bother to pretend to be a lady.

"Yan Bichen, please clean up your words!"

"Yo yo, my temper is still so hot after a year abroad, I want to see, who is Song Xinji planning this time, won't he lock in another girl who is pursuing Gong Aojie again? Tsk tsk, this Gong Aojie is really destined to be a girl!"

As he spoke, he stretched his neck to look inside, but the moment he saw Tong Luoluo, his expression froze suddenly.

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  That's the end of today's update, old habits, Piao Piao comment brush up, I love you, okay, see you tomorrow (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

  
 
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