The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

It turns out.

Chacha's words are much more ruthless than Zhou Qinghuan's.

Because after she finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone and made a call in front of everyone.

And he said that the post hurt his soul and caused various impacts on his life, etc., which is called a smooth flow of water.

Until the phone was hung up, the students around were still in a state of confusion.

She is playing for real? ? ?

I saw the obedient and soft little girl put the phone back in her pocket.

Then he took out a bag of dried fruit and sat there to eat.

After half a minute.

Chacha raised her eyes in astonishment and glanced around, full of puzzlement, "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qinghuan let out a cold snort.

It seems to be intimidating.

Immediately those people withdrew their gazes.

At the same time, he took a few more glances, and in a class, he found a few people whose expressions were obviously not right.

A sneer formed on the corner of his lips.

Come to think of it, will you be restless next time?

About five minutes later.

Chacha sighed heavily again, "Brother Zhou, do you think the person who posted the post will go to jail?"

Her voice was not loud, but the classroom was too quiet for many people to hear her.

Zhou Qinghuan replied calmly, "Probably not, but there will be a stain on the file, which will be followed for a lifetime."

Ning Feng glanced at the two of them quietly.

Can't help gasping.

Hey, give the big brother who posted a piece of wax!

I really can't think about it. I can't think about it.

If you offend him, at most he will make a fuss and beat you severely.

But this offended Brother Cha...

The consequences are really not that big.

A few more minutes passed.

Chacha unpacked another bag of dried fruit.

Um?

Dried mango!

Zhou Qinghuan watched his little cutie eat with a smile on his face, and glanced at her pocket from time to time.

It seemed that she would never guess what she would take out of her pocket again!

Chacha has always been very sensitive about her pockets.

The movements of her hands paused slightly, she looked at Zhou Qinghuan suspiciously, and hesitated to speak.

After struggling for a while, she said, "Brother Zhou, if you want to eat, I, I can give you a pack." You don't have to stare at my pocket like that.

This feeling of being missed...is not good.

"Huh? What are you going to feed me?" Zhou Qinghuan looked at her with a smile.

The appearance of the little girl, no matter when he looked at it, could make him feel restless.

Hearing this, Chacha handed over the colorful packaging bags in her hand without hesitation.

"Dried mango."

"Um?"

“It tastes great!”

"Chacha is so good, brother Zhou will take you to dinner at noon, okay?"

"Not good, we need to get rid of the post first!"

"That's right, then I'll wait with you. Someone is probably coming soon."

"Yeah!"

The two sang and harmonized, and they cooperated very tacitly, and there was nothing wrong with this conversation at all.

Ning Feng looked at the dried mango.

His eyes couldn't help but shine, and he leaned over, "Brother Tea? I want to eat too."

Chacha glanced at him, "???"

"It's gone." Ruan Ruan's voice was crisp and clear.

Ning Feng, "..." What the hell...

OK, goodbye!

Zhou Qinghuan was in a very happy mood. In Chacha's heart, he was really different from others.

Three minutes later.

A girl suddenly burst into tears.

He seemed terrified.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it...I didn't know that it would attract so many people to talk nonsense..."

Chacha rested her chin, looking at the girl who was so frightened by her and Zhou Qinghuan that she confessed her mistake as if watching a play.

Look, she is still witty.

Pretend to make a phone call and scare the poster out!

One more, ask for tickets online.