: Strong Folk Customs

Author: Sinking Coconut Juice

"You're lying! I just went to get circumcised with my mother! And why are you going to the hospital so well? It can't be to see a gynecologist, right?"

The first half of Yu Zhaokang's words made Luan Zhou unable to hold back any nerves. He leaned on Ding Shuming's shoulder and started laughing "hahaha" regardless of his image.

Tears of laughter from the corner of his eyes were wiped directly on Ding Shuming's body, making him look disgusted, but he still didn't push away because he was concerned about young master Luan's face.

But the second half of his sentence was really vicious.

All the girls present, including the girls from Class 18 who came out to watch the show, changed their expressions.

But Yu Zhaokang, who was silently attacking Meng Yu, found nothing.

He only stared fiercely at Meng Yu, who had a calm face, and couldn't wait to see her collapse.

It is best to kneel on the ground and admit your mistake to him piously, and then continue to be his licking dog.

Yan Ruixing's face darkened on the spot when his sweetheart was so slandered by Yu Zhaokang. He tilted his neck and moved his feet, ready to invite the people from Class 19 to fuck him.

But the next second, he was held by Meng Yu's arm.

No one knew the fright in Meng Yu's heart, the disbelief in his eyes was like a stormy sea, and the tightly biting lower lip showed the degree of anxiety of the master at the moment.

There was even a hint of happiness in her eyes.

She spoke in a slightly hoarse voice and asked Yu Zhaokang, word by word: "Do you really not know why I want to go to the hospital?"

But in response, Yu Zhaokang's face turned contemptuous and he smiled sarcastically.

"Who knows you."

Her lowered left hand tightly grasped the corner of her sleeve, and she suddenly smiled: "You don't know, that's great."

Everyone present was confused by this nonsensical conversation.

Only Yan Ruixing froze, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Meng Yu's shoulder, pain and unbearable flashing across his eyes.

Just when everyone thought she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, she suddenly yelled at Yu Zhaokang: "So you don't know anything, so you can talk nonsense here? Why, you can just say that others are frivolous, and I

Can’t we say you are impotent?”

"Yu Zhaokang, you always pee if you don't have a mirror at home, right? Take a good look at how disgusting you look like now. My half-brother and I met for the first time, so he prepared a gift.

See me; next time you go out to eat with your mother, can I tell you that you are going to cook duck?"

"How about it, you still don't believe it, do you want me to throw the DNA test in your face before you believe it? Who the hell do you think you are? You were a treasure when I was willing to chase you, but now I don't care.

You, you are just a piece of poop on the ground!"

"When you do poop, you have to be conscious about it. Don't just come out and disgust others when you have nothing to do!"

The barrage of output directly blinded the two groups present.

Luan Zhou had never seen Meng Yu look so fierce. He turned his head slightly stiffly and looked at his friend, "Sister Meng, we were once the top student goddess of No. 9 Middle School, right?"

"Probably, right." Ding Shuming scratched his face, feeling a little uncertain for some reason.

"Ninth Middle School is really...the folk customs are strong and strong."

If the goddesses are so fierce, then the school bully must be the kind of person who takes the lives of humans and dogs?

"Don't forget, there are still people in the experimental class in Ninth Middle School." Ding Shuming glanced sideways, whispering and biting his ears with Luan Zhou, "At that time, when I was enrolled in school, there were people in the post forum who said that if anyone dared to bully Meng Yu, he would be punished in a matter of minutes.

Teach them how to behave. But luckily the experimental class is far away from us, otherwise Yu Zhaokang would have been beaten long ago."
Chapter completed!