Cupid Always Misses... Him - Chapter 14

[14. Chapter 14 Classmates, Tom Su understand 1.14]

the feng shui of 1.14, it really takes turns.

Heart congestion.

Luo Mio chuckled lightly and returned to normal.

‘Tong’er, is there an advance dog blood drama next? ‘

If he doesn’t, he is going to go home and lie down for two days. After enough time, he will fight this bloody shit and continue to fight.

The system is still a bit overwhelmed by the transformation of its own host.

After a while, he replied: ‘No more for now, host, you can continue to wave. ‘

Luo Mio immediately pouted, dissatisfied: ‘I was working so seriously, but you actually implied that I was a wave before, turning my face ╭(╯^╰)╮’

The system paused, trying to maintain the trembling, but couldn’t hold it up.

Endured and endured, and got angry: ‘Host, are you TM fine? ‘

Sometimes evil and maddening, and sometimes silly and sweet and cute, it really makes it difficult for the whole life.

‘How can there be. ‘ Luo Mio blinked innocently, and retorted confidently: ‘It’s obviously Tonger, you are too spicy, blame me. ‘

The system knelt down.

It only found out that it can’t be offended.

Thinking that it has gone through a thousand sails, there is even a day when it is wrong.

I couldn’t help but lit a cigarette in the vicissitudes of life and looked up at the sadness.

Lost, lost.

Luo Mio raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, finally winning the system once.

Cool.

The sun is shining outside the window, perfect for sleeping.

As for what Zong Yujin said when he left, Luo Mio said, sleep first as a respect!

…

“You guys, don’t go too far. I was admitted by my own abilities. I was upright and upright. I didn’t bother you or offended you. Why do you treat me like this?”

Wen Ran was frustrated in the morning, very gloomy.

He didn’t want to have just arrived at noon when the opportunity was presented to him again.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the person in the distance, and his voice became firmer.

“It’s just a group of young masters and young ladies who rely on their parents to protect themselves and make a fortune everywhere. What’s so good about you?”

“If you didn’t have your parents, you might not be as good as me, a group of parasites.”

Luo Mio: “!”

Mom, this plot really combines the blood of Mary Sue Tom Sue.

Goosebumps arose.

The feet that are taken are closed.

He doesn’t want to go grab this drama point, it’s really… exciting _(:з”∠)_

‘Host, don’t be stunned, come on, if you don’t go, the male protagonist is coming. ‘

The system kept urging in his mind, seeing that his host was slow to move, he wanted to climb out and kick him.

Seeing that Wen Ran was being held, he wanted to be beaten.

Luo Mio shuddered violently before rushing over with a broken wrist.

He shouted, “Stop.”

He even pushed and grabbed the protagonist Shou with one hand, trying to stop the person who wanted to beat him.

He is a wounded number, and his right hand just happened to be injured. Now it is fixed, it is very inconvenient, and it is very clumsy to move.

Wen Ran had a bad premonition the moment Luo Mio appeared.

Although he was saving him, he didn’t want it at all.

even hate.

He jumped out of nothing to do, always sabotaging his plans.

asshole.

He stretched out his foot without a trace, and with the strength of his own, kicked Luo Mio violently.

Since I like being a good person so much, and I like to be nosy, then I will taste the pain of being nosy.

The anxious Luo Mio’s eyes trembled, she lifted her foot, took a big step forward, and pulled away the entangled people.

Without the strength to hold on to his chest, Wen Ran couldn’t stabilize one foot at all, and fell backwards habitually.

Luo Mio nervously stretched out her hand to help, but it was a second slower.

Seeing the man fall to the ground, his face was contorted in pain, and he felt guilty for a second.

Immediately, he turned angrily to a group of people on the opposite side, and scolded him bitterly.

Luo Fei said with a heartache: Where’s the ticket? What about a message? What about collections? What about caring? Quick, spit it out!

(End of this chapter)