Quick wear the host is the person I can't afford to offend

Chapter 205 Mom Strategy Plan 37
Under the dim light, the shadows of the jagged trees swayed with the wind, moths fluttered under the street lamps, and the occasional chirping of insects made the surroundings extraordinarily quiet.

There were three or two footsteps behind him, and there was no one around, only flowers and trees.

"Hey." Accompanied by a deep male voice, a pair of hands climbed onto the girl's shoulders.

Lu Yanxue turned her head in horror, and the exaggeratedly dressed yellow-haired gangster approached with a smile, "Sister, do you want to fall in love? I'm a good thief, you're satisfied."

"Brother Zhao, don't you have Sister Le?" They casually picked up uncomfortable yellow waste.

"Can't we be together?" The yellow-haired gangster grinned, revealing a mouthful of smoky black teeth, and the thread of saliva stretched between the two mouths when he spoke.

"Yo, brother Zhao is amazing."

"This little sister is blessed, but I don't know if she can bear it."

The ear-piercing laughter, as the people around her approached step by step, Lu Yanxue retreated step by step.

Her nerves were tense, her senses were infinitely released, and the subtle sounds around her were particularly harsh to her ears.

"What are you running for? It's not brother bragging. There are not many people who are better than brother." The gangster stretched out his hand to grab Lu Yanxue's hand.

"Ah!" Lu Yanxue took off her schoolbag, and threw all her strength at the bastard.

The high school student's schoolbag is not light, and the yellow-haired gangster was smashed right on it.

"Smelly woman." With a low curse, seeing that the person had already run away, she raised her leg and kicked the young man next to her, "Call that Qin Heyan and ask for money!"

"Brother, don't you want to chase?"

"She just let us scare her, and you have to pay extra for the rest." The yellow-haired gangster leaned on the young man beside him, and fumbled with his fingers.

You idiot, you haven't learned how to be smart after following him for so long.

Not only can this be blackmailed, but the other can also be hooked.

"Brother Zhao, the money is here."

"That woman is quite efficient, let's go, please go wash your feet."

The yellow-haired gangster spat on the ground and put his hands on his brother's shoulders.

Under the exquisitely decorated small building, Lu Yanxue leaned against the cold wall, unable to recover for a long time.

"Xuexue, what are you doing standing outside?" The old lady had been leaning against the door to listen to the movement outside, and finally waited until her granddaughter returned to the house.

"Grandma." Lu Yanxue tried her best to sound calm.

The night was thick, and the old lady didn't notice the reddish eye sockets of her little granddaughter at all.

"Aren't I running back in a hurry?" Suppressing the pain in her throat, the little girl stepped forward and took the old lady's hand.

Her parents are away all year round, and there is only one elderly grandma at home.

she can't worry grandma
"Xuexue, there is chicken soup in the pot for you, hurry up and drink some. High school is the most thought-consuming time, so what if you don't make up for it? Otherwise, your parents will have to blame me for not raising you well when they come back."

The moonlight elongated the figures of the mother-in-law and the grandson, and the old lady's chatter stopped with the bang of the door closing.

It was night, the girl was lying on the bed, and the scenes that happened just now were replaying in her mind repeatedly.

I don't know when I fell into Mengxiang, and the yellow-haired gangster in my memory turned into a ghost with a ferocious smile, and his sharp claws hooked her trousers, trying to drag her into hell.

The most wonderful break, turned into a long torture.

When he woke up from the bed, the cold sweat on his body was still wet.

"Xuexue, wake up, grandma cooked you your favorite glutinous rice balls." The old lady staggered to the girl's door and knocked on the door.

The girl who had to wake up several times woke up very early today.

　I have been tortured beyond recognition by my graduation thesis.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)