Fast Travel: Passerby A, she has the aura of a heartthrob

Chapter 31

The voice from the rooftop made Yu Shu pause. She remembered that the voice belonged to Hou Keer. Thinking of the name Hou Keer mentioned, Yu Shu walked up, and sure enough, she saw a few people on the rooftop with faces written all over their faces. Malicious people surrounded Yan Xiuran.

And the people who were surrounded like this always kept their eyes down in the face of these swear words, and didn't make any movements to stop or indignant, like an honest person who was used to being bullied.

Yu Shu looked at Yan Xiuran like this, no matter how she looked at it, it was against harmony.

She thought for a while and didn't rush over, she wanted to see what would happen next, and what was the purpose of Yan Xiuran pulling her into the memory.

Yu Shu found a place to sit, and the people on the rooftop still had no other reaction when they saw Yan Xiuran, treating them as if they were air, Hou Ke'er and the others who sang a one-man show had malicious expressions on their faces and the pleasure of pulling people into the quagmire His expression gradually fell, and he stared at Yan Xiuran with a dark face.

My plan to get close didn't work out, now that I'm tearing off the mask of hypocrisy with Yan Xiuran, he's still like this without any fluctuations in emotion, it's because he didn't take her seriously from the beginning to the end, Hou Ke'er was so angry that his eyes would pop out , the bloodshot eyes were slightly protruding and staring at Yan Xiuran, an unspeakable madness gradually accumulated on his face, and it looked like an evil spirit was coming.

Hou Keer rolled her eyes stiffly, and looked around. When she saw the leftover cake and Mala Tang from their meal, she winked at the boy next to her. The cake came over with Malatang in one hand.

After these two things were brought over, Hou Ke'er's face moved, and the gentle smile that had been disguised countless times in front of Yan Xiuran appeared again. She took the cake covered with cream, let go of her hand intentionally, and snapped The half-eaten cake fell to the ground.

Hou Ke'er looked at the cake that accidentally got on her hand with disgust, and said in an evil voice.

"Yan Xiuran, you are the one everyone wants to step on in the mud now. If you still want to spend the rest of your life here, just listen to me. Otherwise, can you live a normal life tomorrow? Be your flower of Gaoling , I can’t guarantee that.”

After threatening, Hou Ke'er stretched out her hand, raised her chin high, and said like calling a dog.

"Come here now and clean the things on my hands. Use your tongue/head. After all, the dogs in the stinking ditch only have their mouths clean."

Yu Shu's eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that Hou Ke'er was more like a filthy filth in a stinking ditch than Yan Xiuran, who was as gentle as a breeze and a bright moon.

Ugly, black-hearted, and even the soul stinks.

On the other end, Hou Ke'er, who stretched out her hand deliberately to humiliate her, thought that Yan Xiuran would not be able to bear it this time, but unexpectedly, the other party just looked at her with pitch-black pupils, without saying a word.

But being looked at by these cold eyes, Hou Ke'er felt his mockery for no reason, and at this moment she felt that she was an ugly clown.

Hou Ke'er's face was distorted, bloodshot eyes were getting more and more bloodshot, and the anger surging in her heart irritated her beyond reason. She grabbed the Mala Tang from the boy's hand and directly threw the greasy red soup at the boy's hand. Yan Xiuran splashed over.

The greasy soup was pouring out, and Yu Shu frowned as she watched, trying to turn Little Pink into an umbrella and throw it over to block the soup.

I saw Yan Xiuran staring at Hou Ke'er steadfastly, the next second the soup turned against the inertia and landed directly on Hou Ke'er and the others, not a single drop wasted on them.

"My eyes! Yan Xiuran, are you looking for death!" Hou Ke'er covered her stinging eyes and wiped them carefully, her terrified cry almost broke her throat.

Others are better than her, at most the soup is scattered on the face, and there is no pain to cry father and mother.

Seeing this scene, Yu Shu withdrew her hand to grab the umbrella and sat back.

She knew that Yan Xiuran would not be the target of bullying.

How could a monster with a villainous temperament stand up and be bullied?

(End of this chapter)