Chapter 126
On the first day of the new year, her watery eyes swept towards Wen Molan, watching her speak calmly with a half-smile, without any nervousness or fear in her eyes.

Wen Molan looked at her unwillingly, why wasn't she afraid?Crying and begging for mercy?

Does she have help?Do you want to remind Du Shuangjiang.

While the two were talking, Wen Molan glanced outside the school gate, with a smile on his lips, and looked at the first day of the new year provocatively:

"Do you dare to go out? Don't say I don't take care of you. There is a dog hole in the backyard of the school. You are skinny and can get out."

On the first day of the new year, I raised my eyebrows and looked at her, with frost in my eyes, let her go into a dog hole, coupled with her mocking eyes, didn't I treat her like a dog?
Moreover, it is useless to escape from there. There is a forest outside the backyard of the school. No one usually leaves there, and it is very secluded.

Once, a classmate crawled out of the dog hole in order to avoid being beaten by Du Shuangjiang. As a result, Du Shuangjiang was ambushing there, dragged him into the woods, and was almost beaten to death. No one knew that he did not crawl out by himself.

Wen Molan was not pointing out a way out for herself, but a dead end.

On the first day of the new year, she looked at her with a sullen face, her seductive eyes shot into Wen Molan's eyes like hooks, Wen Molan's heart sank, why do you think she saw through her calculations at the beginning of the year?

On the first day of the new year, I didn't bother to talk to this scorpion-hearted ex-stepsister, and walked towards the school gate with her head held high.

There were more than a dozen gangsters standing outside the school, all of them tilted their heads, smoking cigarettes, and squinting at the first day of the new year.

Standing in the middle was a man with a scar on his face, about 26 years old, standing in front of a group of gangsters, holding a matchstick in his mouth, staring at the first day of the new year like a poisonous snake.

What my cousin said is right, this girl is very juicy, and it is not bad to sleep once, she is fresh and tender enough.

"Boss, it's just a little girl, isn't it a little exaggerated for us to mobilize people?"

Someone came up to him and asked him in a low voice.

The boss only said to bring guys to fight, everyone thought it was a big hand!But she is a little girl, so she has no energy, as if her fist is hitting cotton, and she can't exert energy!
"Do you understand this called momentum? Do you still need to beat a little girl? You have to be honest and obedient if you scare her."

Cousin Du Shuangjiang spat out the matchstick, raised his foot and kicked his ass, touched his chin evilly, and looked at the first day of the new year when he walked out of the gate.

Looking closely, it really looks like a freshly blooming daffodil, and the tender face can squeeze out water.

I especially like her eyes, they are so fucking bright, like gleaming black crystals, round and bright, and the long eyelashes are curled up like a fan, he is a little coveted.

"Boss, I'm drooling."

His subordinates were shameless after being kicked, and laughed cheaply, looking lecherously at the first day of the new year, the boss eats meat, can you reward him with a sip of soup.

On the first day of the new year, facing a group of vicious gangsters, it was a lie to say that she was not in a panic, so she stood at the school gate, and as soon as they came, she would run into the school.

"On the first day of the new year, I will leave first."

Seeing this situation, Wen Molan didn't dare to leave the school gate on the first day of the new year, said something gloating, and left around the first day of the new year.

"This little girl is not bad."

Cousin Du Shuangjiang stroked his chin, and shifted his gaze to Wen Molan. He could get whatever he wanted, and he was greedy just looking at it.

"Cousin, this is my sweetheart."

Du Shuangjiang knew who his cousin was?Seeing him staring at Wen Molan, she was frightened and hurried over to explain Wen Molan's identity.

"Hey, women are clothes. How many times have I helped you? A woman still robs me?"

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