The Red Wall of the Net King

I smiled and said, "It's a redemption for the past."

Then he replied to me: "If an apology is useful, what do you want the police to do?"

Now, nobody can judge me guilty.

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On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Ren Zu unexpectedly drove to pick me up.

Oh, his friend is full-time.

According to Renzu's words, it is - Xiangche picks up the beauties.

In order to celebrate his only female friend, he had a rare sexual encounter.

Abandoned a bunch of lovers, kidnapped everyone in the tennis club, and wandered around with me.

I really don't know everyone in the tennis club.

So when everyone saw me, they all used the original expression.

It is estimated that they regard me as the girlfriend of this child.

"Let's just say, how could Renzu find out with conscience that wasting his precious love time on an insignificant teammate like us was for—" Xiang Ri's face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, you're not the Yejiu in the slapped video." Xiang Ri's curiosity is still very strong, "Isn't everyone saying that you were taught by your parents because you caused Xueying to fall? Really?"

"Of course it's true." I smiled maliciously. "Otherwise, why would I be spanked by my own father, or my own father?"

"Not gorgeous woman, do you like to slander yourself so much?" The uncle is obviously looking for trouble for nothing, and he probably doesn't like me recently.

"Well. You discovered this. In fact, I'm just abusing you and teaching me a lesson. Anyway, as long as the people I care about believe in me... why do you care what other people think?" My heartless appearance may be really serious. hate.

"Then I will tell you..."

In that splendid afternoon, a king-like man said with a gorgeous voice like a cello: "I believe that no matter what you, a not gorgeous woman, do, you must have your own reasons."

The golden sunlight passed through his silver-purple hair, casting a faint shadow under the eyelashes, against the same silver-purple pupils.The young man who supported his dazzling tear mole with one hand exuded an aura of dominance over the world.

"Your Majesty Queen... I am so moved..."" I glanced at the twitching Atobe-sama with the look of looking at a fool. Then I patted him on the shoulder.

"Ariel, what's the situation now? Since you are Yushi's friend, let's be friends reluctantly. I'm from Kohidake." The red sister ran to me with a bouncing head.Obviously curious about my rare female friend who can't bear feet.

"Senior, hello, please give me your advice. I'm Feng Chotaro." The good old Feng smiled and held out his hand to me.

"Let's beat up, Rijiruo." The standard ancient martial arts posture, this guy is not here to travel, is he here to beat someone?

"It's terrible." He slightly raised his hat, and Mingto's words were even briefer.

"WUSI" turns out to be the shortest.

"Hello guys, I'm the Yejiu Qingshen who always bullies Fengji Xueying. Everyone can call me a bad woman or the queen's lackey." I bowed gorgeously.

Then it was satisfying to see all the people's faces darkened.

"Actually, Yejiu-senpai is a good person." Feng is a good boy.

"Feng Jun is such a simple and good boy." I smiled.

Then he stretched out his magic claw to the tall boy in front of him, trying hard to touch his head.

Feng blushed.

After I really got to know the proud sons of heaven that people say, I realized that they also have a cute side.

Maybe it's because we get along quite happily, maybe it's because we're curious that their military adviser will have female friends, so it's not that difficult for us to get along.

They automatically ignored my notoriety, and even Xiang Ri, who had a good relationship with Fengji Xueying, believed that I was not a bad person.

So I said to a group of people with a sad face: "Why can't I achieve my wish to be a bad woman all my life?"

"A bad person won't admit that he is a bad person." Xiang Ri gave me a nonchalant look.

"That's right, then I will be a good person from now on, a very, very good person." I said to myself.

"Yushi, what are you trying to do by asking us to come out to play so mysteriously?" Xiang Ri was obviously more positive.

"Come on, what good place can he go to?" Riji grumbled coldly on the side.

"Heh, according to Yushi's style, it wouldn't be going to a bar or something?" I looked up at Shinobu.

"It's terrible." Minghu naturally picked up his mantra.

"Actually, I didn't organize this event." Ninzuzu pushed his unrestrained eyes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes floated towards Atobe not far away.

"What are you doing with those unglamorous eyes? I just think that today's weather is good and suitable for traveling." Master Atobe gave me a more gorgeous expression.

"Well, the weather is nice, there is a feeling of sketching." I looked up at the sky stupidly, regardless of others thinking I was crazy.

As soon as the words fell, Atobe said in a bad tone: "It's really not gorgeous."

"Oh, I didn't mean to expose that it's cloudy today. It's just a sudden feeling. I'm a literary youth, you can ask Ren Zuzu." I still looked at the sky and laughed in my heart.

The weather seemed to be against Atobe, and the originally sunny day turned into gloomy weather unknowingly.

"She's really not a gorgeous woman, and she's not afraid of spraining her neck?" Atobe was obviously dissatisfied that I exposed his weather theory, and cursed viciously.

"Ah, my neck seems to be twisted." I suddenly yelled.

"Pfft..." Then I heard a group of people laughing.

Sarah, in fact, it would be nice to be more lively.

This is youth, youth.

The gorgeous activities that Atobe can think of are not as interesting as going to bars and other places in essence.

A large group of teenagers actually went to play board games in the end. Although they were a little childish, it was suitable for enhancing their relationship.

After a few games, he actually started to get familiar with it.

For example, Xiangri Children's Shoes began to call me by my first name, for example, Good Man Feng no longer used honorific titles, and even Cilang, who was sleeping peacefully on Huadi's shoulder, finally knew of my existence.

And I'm not polite to use honorific titles for them anymore.

Atobe, what do you want to do?What kind of role did you play?If you knew my intentions - what would you think of me?

In the end it was just a stranger.