Shui Shui was still lying on the wheelchair, dangling his feet.

"My lord, forgot to tell you that every small world has villains."

Rong Huang paused and stopped at the door of the women's bathroom.

Rong Huang lowered his head and glanced at the ill-intentioned Shui Shui, a smile suddenly appeared on his fair and delicate face.

"There is also a villain?" Rong Huang tapped the wheelchair handle with cherry-pink fingertips, "Then kill it."

To avoid future troubles.

The water shook, and I didn't expect you to be such a king.

Just as he was about to pick up Shui Shui and talk to her, Rong Huang heard a movement outside.

Looking up, there was a teenager standing at the door of the men's bathroom, looking like an eighteen or nine-year-old.

Wearing a self-cultivation college uniform, the buttons on the coat were not fully buttoned up, and the top two were unbuttoned at will, and the white shirt inside could be seen.

At least one head higher than her, with deep eyebrows, a tall nose, and his eyes full of jealousy, with faintly impatiently disturbed.

The cold white skin is in sharp contrast with the bright red lips, and the whole body is full of publicity and luxury.

Just as Rong Huang was about to say that this kid looks good, he heard Shui Shui's reminder, "Great King, this is the villain, and he and the original owner are still in the same class."

Rong Huang: ...So what? Should I go up and kill him?

Shui Shui also didn't expect that the host assigned to bind would be so violent, obviously the host said she was a very gentle little girl.

What went wrong? !

"My lord, what you should do now is to quickly get back into the wheelchair. The whole school knows that you are a disabled person." Shui Shui reminded helplessly.

Rong Huang let out a soft ah, carrying a small blanket and walking around from the back of the wheelchair to the front, sitting in the wheelchair with a fart.

By the way, I put a small blanket on my legs.

Once it was not covered properly, it had to slide down.

Rong Huang quickly grabbed the small blanket with his eyes and hands, and pulled it up.

"Hurt, sit tired, get up and rest for a while." Rong Huang said nonsense seriously, his face didn't blush.

The slender hand of the condyle before Tang was holding a cigarette, and the scarlet color of the cigarette **** was looming.

A cold wind blew, and the scarlet gradually dimmed, as if it was going to die out.

But the next second it lights up again.

Seeing Rong Huang staring at the cigarette in his hand, Tang Qian lazily leaned against the wall, moved his fingertips, flicked the soot, and held it to his mouth.

Sure enough, the little girl's eyes moved from her hand to her mouth following his movements.

Tang Qian pulled the corners of his lips. This little girl had a faint reflection. It seemed that he was playing well with his brother who was a thousand miles away?

Tang Qian's eyes scanned the little girl's tiny legs under the girl's long down jacket with unclear meaning.

Slim, slender lines are outlined by jeans.

Thinking of the little girl sitting in the wheelchair without changing her face just now, what else did she say... Tired of sitting?

Little liar.

Seeing the little girl still staring at the cigarette in his hand, Tang Qian was happy, "Have you never seen a man smoking?"

The young man’s voice may be due to frequent smoking, low and hoarse, but unexpectedly nice.

Rong Huang raised his small chin and looked at the competitor in front of him. This human being actually wanted to take the role of the villain with her?

Who gave him the courage?

Hearing Tang Qian's question, Rong Huang told the truth, "I haven't read it."

Before Tang raised his eyebrows, he remembered that Yin Ling would smoke. Could it be that he hadn't smoked before this little girl?

Doesn't make sense.

"Have you seen it now?"

Rong Huang nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Before Tang's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, this girl was afraid that she was not a fool, right?