Zhang Xiyu also looked at Gong Jiaojiao with a somewhat cold gaze, and stood in front of Xing Luo like a queen, making the latter feel that he had changed from a ten thousand year attack to a ten thousand year sufferer.
"I'm sorry, this is my boyfriend, please don't harass him again." Zhang Xiyu said coldly.
Seeing Zhang Xiyu jumping out, Gong Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly: "But you are not married yet. If you are not married, I have the right to pursue her. Besides, my liking for Xing Luo is my business and none of your business."
thing."
"He is my boyfriend. If you come to harass him and disturb our normal life, it is none of my business." Zhang Xiyu said with a calm face, stretched out his hand and hugged Xing Luo's arm.
When Gong Jiaojiao saw Zhang Xiyu actually hugging her sweetheart's arm, she puffed up her pink cheeks angrily. Her face was full of cuteness, as expected, she turned out to be a top-notch loli girl, which almost made Xing Luo stunned.
"Humph, it's my business to like it anyway." Gong Jiaojiao felt that she had lost some confidence, so she forced the love letter into Xing Luo's hand and said, "Remember to write me a reply."
After saying that, Gong Jiaojiao didn't wait for Xing Luo's reply and left immediately.
"I'll wipe it."
Xing Luo was almost on the verge of tears. You can confess if you want, but you don't have to just put the love letter into your brother's hand. There is a very jealous girl next to him.
I saw Zhang Xiyu staring at Xing Luo with a pair of beautiful eyes, with a threatening look in his eyes.
These eyes scared Xing Luo to death. Then he threw the love letter on the ground and said, "Ahem, I didn't answer it. I didn't do anything. Let's go. It's time to go home for dinner."
"You know the truth." Zhang Xiyu raised his lips and said.
Afterwards, the two of them walked slowly towards the school gate.
Just when the two were about to walk out of the gate, a figure slowly walked to the place where the letter fell. His beautiful big eyes were slightly red, and he picked up the love letter and sighed.
He sighed and looked up at the blue sky.
"When... can I get rid of the shackles of my family and stay with my sweetheart and fly together."
This figure is none other than Gong Jiaojiao. She has been paying attention to Xing Luo's movements, including the love letters she sent. Xing Luo casually let go and threw them away. Every time, she walked out of the darkness silently.
Pick it up, put it in a box at home, then write down your love for your sweetheart.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiyu seemed to have been touched by something. He looked back magically and saw Gong Jiaojiao in shorts that covered her buttocks. She picked up the love letter. Her beautiful big eyes were filled with sadness. She suddenly felt her own...
My heart ached slightly.
Both fall in love with the same person, one owns them, but the other can only silently bless them and strive for their own share of love.
Zhang Xiyu suddenly felt sympathy for Gong Jiaojiao. Judging from Gong Jiaojiao's aura, Zhang Xiyu could feel that Gong Jiaojiao's family must be quite powerful. At least, Zhang Xiyu could smell Gong Jiaojiao's
He has a little aristocratic temperament, which is innate rather than acquired.
In fact, as early as noon today, Zhang Xiyu discovered that Xing Luo must have slept with another woman last night, but she could not say anything. She knew that if she had an quarrel with Xing Luo, it would only increase Xing Luo's troubles.
, coupled with the smell of alcohol on Xing Luo's body, Zhang Xiyu could conclude that it was drunken sex.
From what Xing Luo said, Zhang Xiyu could also tell that his love for Shuang Zun was such that both parties could sacrifice their lives for each other. Shuang Zun fell in Xing Luo's hands, and the latter's blow was...
Zhang Xiyu can feel it because she has also tried it.
During the period when Xing Luo left when he was five years old, Zhang Xiyu, who was originally cheerful and kind-hearted, felt that his world was shattered, and any beautiful dreams for the future were also shattered, and everything followed Xing Luo.
She suffered from this kind of pain for ten years, and finally waited until her sweetheart came back, and her cold and indifferent temperament returned to the cheerful and kind-hearted way before. Otherwise, she would not have almost fallen into Shizhou's trap.
"well……"
Seeing Gong Jiaojiao's sad look, Zhang Xiyu sighed inwardly. Looking at Xing Luo with an unpredictable smile on his face, Zhang Xiyu felt that he could no longer have him alone.
, but at least, in his heart, there is love for himself.
This is not empty talk, but when Zhang Xiyu was kidnapped that day, Xing Luo was furious and almost went crazy. Zhang Xiyu could feel that even after ten years, he was still him, deep in his heart and in his mind.
Deep down, there is also his own figure.
"Forget it, just take it one step at a time." Zhang Xiyu sighed in his heart. No one likes to share his lover with others, and Zhang Xiyu is no exception. Everyone is selfish.
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Four days passed without incident. During these four days, Gong Jiaojiao's love letters were sent as usual. Then Xing Luo had to ask someone to send the love letters back. Whenever the love letters were sent back, Gong Jiaojiao smiled bitterly and continued to work hard.
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Shi Zhou also went to school as usual. Of course, Xing Luo still didn't look good on him. Once, if Ye Binglan hadn't stopped him in time, Xing Luo had already used poison gas and was about to kill Shi Zhou directly.
Zhang Xiyu would not speak to every invitation from Shi Zhou. Since she was Xing Luo's enemy, she, as a wife, would naturally follow her husband.
On Friday, school is over. Tomorrow, as is normal, I have to make up for two days of classes during the National Day holiday.
Xing Luo was strolling home with the eldest lady at the moment. He also took the time to visit Xingshi Bar these days. Of course, he would definitely spend a crazy few hours in Xu Xiangzi's boudoir in the end.
It was almost dark at night, and Xing Luo suddenly felt a few shadows flashing in front of him. He was suddenly shocked, but his face was calm and calm. He held the eldest lady's hand and walked in the park, still talking to the eldest lady.
Someone is laughing.
"It's half past seven." Zhang Xiyu took out his mobile phone from his bag, checked the time, and then looked at the half-dark sky in the sky. He couldn't help but said strangely: "It's only half past seven. At this time, the park
Aren’t there a lot of people walking here?”
"Who knows, maybe someone will drive them away." Xing Luo shrugged casually.
"Who could be so boring?" Zhang Xiyu retorted helplessly.
"Believe me, some people will be that boring." Xing Luo turned to look at Zhang Xiyu and said with a smile.
"Haha... Your Majesty's perception is still so sharp."
A voice broke through the night sky, followed by a figure walking out of the darkness.