stunning female tenant

Chapter 523 A Hazy Feeling

Song Yuting looked at Gu Xiangyi vigilantly, wondering what the relationship between this woman and Xu Xiangbei was. Judging from the high-quality Prada professional cashmere suit on the other side and the limited-edition LV bag on the co-pilot, it can be concluded that this woman is very rich.

Gu Xiangyi pushed the car door open and got out of the car. Her pair of crystal shoes, which she just bought from a shop on Champs Elyres in France, were crystal clear in the sun, making her snow-white feet even more beautiful.

Several male students passing by looked at this side intently, although they hadn't seen Gu Xiangyi's face yet, from those delicate little feet, they could already feel that the one who got off the bus would be a beautiful woman.

With a confident smile on Gu Xiangyi's face, she tossed her jet-black hair radiantly. A male student stared at Gu Xiangyi too intently, but he didn't see the steps in front of the teaching building and fell down suddenly. Books spilled all over the floor.

Gu Xiangyi cast a sympathetic glance at the male classmate.

Song Yuting bit her pink lips, suppressed her excitement and asked, "Do you have anything to do with Dr. Xu? He's in class, so it's not convenient to see you. If there's anything I can help you pass on a message."

Seeing Song Yuting's nervous face, Gu Xiangyi showed a nonchalant smile. Song Yuting and Gu Xiangyi were almost the same age, but Gu Xiangyi had been in the society for many years, and she was much better than Song Yuting in terms of temperament and knowledge.

She first glanced at Song Yuting from the beginning. She looks good, pure and lovely. My sister has had such a period before, but the years are like knives, and good fortune tricks people, making herself from an ignorant and innocent little girl to another type. little girl.

Gu Xiangyi said lightly: "He is my friend, please help me tell him that I have taken his car back."

Song Yuting and Xiaoqin looked at each other in astonishment, and no longer doubted Xu Xiangbei's identity. For some reason, Song Yuting felt a strong jealousy in her heart. She never thought that Xu Xiangbei would have such a beautiful girlfriend.

Xiaoqin gently stroked the mirror-like smooth body, enviously: "This is Dr. Xu's car? It's so beautiful, when can I have such a car."

Gu Xiangyi disapproved: "Is this car beautiful? I think it's very ordinary. I also have one. Although it's the same style, same model, and everything is exactly the same, I still think mine is more comfortable to drive."

Xiaoqin smiled obsequiously: "Sister, you are not from the local area, your dress is so beautiful."

Song Yuting knew that Xiaoqin's dislike of the poor and love of the rich was about to be revealed, so she took Xiaoqin back to the teaching building: "You don't know her, so don't stretch your mouth so long."

Xiaoqin looked envious and fascinated: "Her clothes are so beautiful, I like her bag very much, and her cosmetics smell so good."

"Tch, shameless, I know you dislike the poor and love the rich. It's just how much money you have. What's the big deal?"

"You don't understand now. I set her as my target role model. One day, I will be like her, wearing crystal high heels and driving a Porsche around the school."

When Song Yuting returned to the classroom, she realized that the classroom became very lively, with many girls vying to ask Xu Xiangbei questions, and their positions had also changed.

The senior year is the season when flowers bloom. After three years of exploration and pondering in the university, the girls will dress themselves up, from the ignorant little girl in the freshman year to a mature girl who loves beauty and fashion.

They are like white doves ready to soar. They have already spread their wings. They are about to leave the campus and go to the society. They admire Xu Xiangbei the most romantic president.

Those well-dressed girls with light makeup ran to sit in the first row, winking at Xu Xiangbei from time to time, wishing they could move their chairs to the podium and sit next to Xu Xiangbei.

The girls were like little sparrows, chirping to ask Xu Xiangbei questions, but they were not asking academic questions, but some messy questions, especially Lin Wanyi, the flower of the grade, was like a butterfly fluttering, grabbing Xu Xiangbei. North will not let go.

"Doctor Xu, where do you live?"

"Doctor Xu, what color do you like?"

"Doctor Xu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Back in the last row, Song Yuting and Xiaoqin couldn't believe their eyes. These female students were too unscrupulous and straightforward. This is not a classroom, but a blind date show.

The two of them sat in the last row, quiet and desolate, suddenly feeling forgotten by the world, Xiaoqin wanted to sit forward, but Song Yuting grabbed her hand.

Song Yuting snorted coldly through her nose, and glared at Xiaoqin, as if to say, sit down for me, don't sit forward.

Xiaoqin had no choice but to sit there obediently and unwillingly.

Soon, the lecture hall turned into a chat room scenario, which seemed to be catalyzed by hormones to upgrade, and Lin Wanyi, the flower of the grade, was the first to bear the brunt.

Lin Wanyi held the ink pen between her slender and white fingers, held it very high, and looked secretly: "Doctor Xu, can you show us how you ask people's pulse?"

Everyone understood that she didn't want to learn how to ask the pulse, but she wanted to have a skin-to-skin relationship with Xu Xiangbei.

Looking at Lin Wanyi's thin skin, tender flesh, and smooth watery little hands, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but show a wicked smile.

He suddenly remembered that he was still in class, and he was standing on the podium, acting as a tutor, his smile narrowed, and he pretended to smile faintly: "Is this, it's like this..."

Xu Xiangbei was talking eloquently, but was interrupted by Lin Wanyi. Lin Wanyi blinked her big eyes with eyelashes, and said coquettishly: "Doctor Xu, I don't understand what you said so well. Why don't I go on stage and we do it together?" , so that my impression will be deep and I will understand more.”

"Do it on the podium? So direct?"

"Yeah, let's do it together on the podium, do you like it?"

Xiaoqin patted her thigh with hatred: "Oh my God, this girl is so hateful, she actually robbed your ex-boyfriend because of her good looks, and even said so lasciviously, she wants to do it on the podium, aren't you angry at all?"

Song Yuting looked calm: "Why should I be angry? He's not my ex-boyfriend. The relationship we have is not called love. It's just the beginning of love. The hazy love is very pure and simple. But after that age, this hazy love becomes Like a colorful bubble, it is easily crushed mercilessly by reality."

Xiaoqin interrupted Song Yuting's explanation, and said angrily: "Look, that stinky and shameless Lin Wanyi, she really came on stage, look at her so sloppy expression, we girls are completely humiliated by her."

Song Yuting glared at Xiaoqin, and said in a calm tone with a thorough analysis: "Don't talk about others, if you are on stage, you will probably be even more promiscuous than her."

(End of this chapter)