Kapitel 117: Chapter 117 shoulder throw
It was seven o 'clock in the morning and it was raining outside. Wen Qiao and the others only had class at ten O' clock. The curtains were drawn, and the room was dark. The four of them were sleeping soundly.
who's going to the cafeteria to buy breakfast? " Lu Youyou mumbled. help me buy some.
Wen Qiao woke up and struggled to sit up. "I'll go buy some. What do you guys want to eat?"
"Potato pancakes." Chun Xiao stuck his head out.
"I'll go with you," Lin Xiang extended her hand.
"No, I'll buy it for you."
Wen Qiao put on a hoodie, buttoned it up, and took her meal card. She didn't even bring an umbrella, and it was just a light drizzle. She was like a boy, not so arrogant.
As soon as he left the dormitory building, he saw a bright yellow Porsche sports car parked downstairs. The person who got out of the car was Shang fan.
Unlike the complicated and gorgeous stage fighting uniform he wore during the performance last time, he was wearing a white t-shirt with blue and white stripes on the outside and a pair of white jeans. He looked very refreshing and boyish.
When he saw Wen Qiao, he immediately greeted her with a smile.
Shang fan had a cheerful personality and was very friendly. He felt that since he had worked with Wen Qiao before, they could definitely be considered friends. He went up to hug Wen Qiao.
'You can't hug anyone', Fu Nanli's warning still rang in her ears.
Just as Shang fan opened his arms to hug her, Wen Qiao pressed down on his shoulder and did a solid over-shoulder throw.
The popular and popular Prince Charming of Shangcheng University was thrown to the ground by Wen Qiao just like that.
Even though it was a rainy morning, it still attracted a lot of people's attention. Many girls were exclaiming and taking out their mobile phones to take videos.
Shang fan's expression was pained, but Wen Qiao only indifferently looked down at the person on the ground, then walked into the canteen without looking back.
Shang fan:
Ah, this little fairy was too energetic. He liked it.
When Wen Qiao returned to the dormitory with a big bag of breakfast, she heard Lu Youyou's earth-shattering roar.
"Qiao Qiao, did you beat up Shang fan?"
Wen Qiao distributed their breakfast to each of them. With a bag of soy milk in her mouth, she took a sip and said, " mm.
"Why?"
Wen Qiao replied nonchalantly, " he wanted to hug me. Fu Nanli doesn't like me hugging other men. So, I threw him.
"Ermm, you don't have to throw him, do you?" Lu Youyou asked.
"It's an instinctive reaction. I won't do it again."
Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao ate the melon in silence.
Lu Youyou was worried. Shang fan is a top celebrity. His fans are crazy. I'm afraid many people will come after you with your actions.
"That's still better than making Fu Nanli unhappy," Wen Qiao replied.
She wasn't afraid of making an enemy out of millions of people, but she was afraid that Fu Nanli would be unhappy.
Lu Youyou climbed onto her bed and looked at her suggestively. She whispered,"You've really fallen in love, right?"
Wen Qiao's fingers trembled and she lowered her eyes. don't talk nonsense. No matter what, I'm his girlfriend now. He's good to me, so it's only right that I try to please him.
Lu Youyou swiped her phone. it's a little strange. According to the traffic of business fans, it's easy to be on the hot search list when someone threw you over their shoulder. However, it hasn't been on the hot search list. It seems that someone has spent money to suppress the hot search.
Wen Qiao went over to take a look. Oh.
I heard that Shang fan has dropped a fan group and told them not to let this matter spread. His big fans are very powerful, and his small fans are very restrained and disciplined.
Wen Qiao still responded indifferently, " Oh.
"I was just worried that the fans would search for you and then find trouble with you. It seems that Shang fan and I want to go together. He's quite prepared, eh? He was thrown down by you, but why is he still so good to you?"
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