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Chapter 1600



Love is really the magic of Lu Yiyi. Lu Yiyi's former heart is in his studies and past sad things. He never knows what is sweet? Why can love make people infatuated and desperate to pursue.

Now she understands.

She likes Yan Hui, no, she's in love with him!

He hugged her and kissed her. She wanted to cling to his body and let him recklessly mess with him.

From time to time, she thought of what Yan Hui had done to her, and she would be upset.

Gu Baobao said that she fell into the whirlpool of love. Lu Yiyi didn't retort, but freely admitted.

She is in such a situation that the caretaker will not only remind her.

Love is to make people dizzy, but it needs a little sense. Don't love too hard until you don't know Yan Hui.

Lu Yiyi doesn't think so. She decides that Yan Hui will not hurt herself.

A heart is full of sweetness. One day, if she and Yan Hui have problems, the heart will be full of holes.

At this time, Lu Yiyi is anxious to go home. She really doesn't care about other people and other things.

When he left the school gate, Lu Yiyi looked up and saw a group of people gathered in front of him. They watched what happened and blocked Lu Yiyi's way.

Lu Yiyi can only walk to the side. She inadvertently sees Zeng Shuyu and Wen Lan through the crowd.

These two people, Lu Yiyi met less times.

Especially Zeng Shuyu.

She and Zeng Shuyu are not in the same department. If they were not in love before, they would not meet.

After they separated, Zeng realized that he almost hurt Lu Yiyi. On the one hand, he was afraid of Lu's family, and on the other hand, he had no face to see Lu Yiyi.

Therefore, he consciously did not go to Lu Yiyi.

It's a real coincidence that three people bumped into each other at the school gate.

Zeng Shuyu was entangled by Wen Lan.

Wenlan and his father make Zeng Shuyu sick.

No matter what reason Wen Lan got into his father's bed, but the two men have already had a factual relationship. He didn't like Wenlan at all. Once this happened, his relationship with Wenlan was clean.

Mrs. Zeng hates Wenlan more than before.

Wen Lan is not reconciled. She managed to squeeze Lu Yiyi away from Zeng Shuyu's side. Now she has an inexplicable relationship with Mr. Zeng. It must be a conspiracy.

She can't lose Zeng Shuyu.

Mr. Zeng, who is old enough to be her father, must have chosen Zeng Shuyu.

"Shuyu, I was framed. Please believe me."

Wen Lan follows Zeng Shuyu all the way from school.

She has been looking for Zeng Shuyu for many days, but Zeng shuns her.

See you? He has nothing to see Wen Lan.

"Wenlan, we broke up." Zeng Shuyu has been bothered by Wen Lan.

He cares whether Wenlan is framed. It's true that she has a relationship with her father.

"Tree feathers." Wenlan grabs Zeng Shuyu's clothes and says, "you believe me, OK?"

She cried that she had been set up and that she was innocent. But Zeng Shuyu doesn't want results. He wants process.

Zeng Shuyu is bored. He pushes Wen Lan away with a cold face. Wen Lan takes the opportunity to step back and falls to the ground.

She wants to arouse Zeng Shuyu's sympathy with her soft side.

Zeng Shuyu is too late to bother her. How can she pity her!

"Wenlan, don't be shameless. What have you done is clear in your heart. Do you need me to say things in front of so many people?"

As soon as Wenlan's face changed, she didn't go on talking.

She and Zeng Shuyu are separated because of Mr. Zeng. Nobody in the school knows about this. She didn't have the face to shout that she was rolling with Zeng's father. Even if she was framed, the truth has been made.

"Stop pestering me! You make me sick. " Zeng Shuyu said in a cold voice. His eyes looked at Wen Lan with contempt. Then he pushed away the crowd.

Wen Lan sees Zeng Shuyu and ignores himself, so she leaves. She cries and gets up from the ground.

Lu Yiyi didn't want to see other people's plays.

But now that she has seen it, she has seen it.

She felt that Wenlan was pitiful. In order to please Zeng Shuyu, she lost herself completely.

She loves Zeng too much. She doesn't know what to do. At last, Zeng Shuyu kicked her away.

Zeng Shuyu didn't love her at all. She was clear in her heart, but she still wanted to stick it on.There is something hateful about poor people.

Looking at Zeng's practice, Lu Yiyi is glad to be separated from him.

Otherwise, one day she really loves Zeng Shuyu. Zeng Shuyu doesn't treasure her. She should go out and have fun with her.

Look at a person, can't just look at the surface, without a feeling, Lu Yi won't understand the truth.

Zeng Shuyu came out of the crowd and saw Lu Yiyi turning away.

When he saw Lu Yiyi, he suddenly had a lot to say to her.

"Yiyi." He hesitated for a long time at last, but he ran up to her.

Lu Yiyi turns around and sees Zeng Shuyu in front of him.

"Yes?" Lu Yi said lightly.

Zeng Shuyu saw coldness and alienation from Lu Yiyi's eyes. He did so many wrong things. How could Lu Yiyi treat him like before.

"Nothing." Zeng Shuyu replied that he wanted to talk to Lu Yiyi, but when his people stood in front of her, he didn't know what to say.

No matter what he said, Lu Yiyi hates it.

"I'm sorry." Zeng Shuyu said these three words.

Yes, he owes Lu Yiyi these three words.

Lu Yiyi hears his words, stupefied, she then shakes her head, "there is nothing sorry."

Her affair with Zeng Shuyu is over. She is sad for a while, but she soon looks away.

With unsuitable people, there is no happiness at all.

"You didn't really like me, did you?" Zeng asked again.

When Zeng Shuyu asked Lu Yiyi, Lu Yiyi nodded, "HMM."

In fact, I did, but that kind of love is totally different from what she likes to Yan Hui now.

With Zeng Shuyu, Lu Yiyi thinks about how to make himself like him better and accept him as soon as possible.

With Yan Hui, like it or not, love it or not, she never thought about it.

Because she just loves Yan Hui. "I felt it." Zeng Shuyu said faintly, because he felt so frustrated. When Wenlan pesters and seduces himself, he doesn't refuse.


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