Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 117 Over the shoulder

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was raining outside. Wen Qiao and the others didn't have classes until ten o'clock. The curtains were drawn, the room was dim, and the four of them slept dimly.

Lu Youyou murmured, "Whoever buys breakfast in the cafeteria, bring me a copy."

Wen Qiao woke up and struggled to sit up: "I'm going to buy, what do you want to eat?"

Chunxiao poked her head out: "Potato pancakes."

Lin Xiang stretched out his hand: "I'll be with you."

"No, I'll buy it for you."

Wen Qiao wore a hoodie, buttoned her hat, took the meal card, did not even bring an umbrella, drizzle, she was like a boy, not so arrogant.

As soon as I left the dormitory building, I saw a bright yellow Porsche trot parked downstairs, and it was Shang Fan who got off the car.

Unlike the complicated and gorgeous stage costumes he wore in the last performance, he is wearing a white T-shirt today, with a blue and white striped shirt on the outside, and washed white jeans underneath, which is very refreshing and big boy.

Seeing Wen Qiao, he smiled and greeted him immediately.

Shang Fan is cheerful and familiar. He thinks that he has worked with Wen Qiao, and he must be regarded as a friend. He will hug Wen Qiao when he comes up.

‘Don’t hug others’, Fu Nanli’s exhortation is still in my ears.

Just when Shang Fan opened his arms to hug her, Wen Qiao pressed his shoulders and threw a strong shoulder.

The top stream, the hot Shang Da male **** was thrown to the ground by Wen Qiao.

Even in the rainy morning, it still attracted the attention of many people. Many girls exclaimed and took out their phones to take videos.

Shang Fan's expression was painful, Wen Qiao only faintly glanced at the people on the ground, and then went into the canteen without looking back.

Shang Fan:...

Ah, this little fairy is too exciting, he likes it.

When Wen Qiao returned to the dormitory with a large bag of breakfast, he heard Lu Youyou burst into a terrifying roar.

"Qiaoqiao, you... did you beat Shang Fan."

Wen Qiao shared their breakfasts with them, drank a sack of soy milk, "Hmm."

"Why?"

Wen Qiao said indifferently: "He wanted to hug me. Fu Nanli didn't like me hugging other men, so I threw him."

Lu Youyou: "Emm, don't you need to throw him?"

"Instinctive reaction, not next time."

Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao ate melons silently.

Lu Youyou worried: "Shang Fan is top-notch. His fans are crazy. I'm afraid there will be many people asking you to trouble you with this move."

Wen Qiao: "That's better than making Fu Nanli upset."

She was not afraid of being an enemy of thousands of people, only that Fu Nanli was upset.

Lu Youyou climbed onto her bed, looked at her ambiguously, and whispered: "Really in love, right?"

Wen Qiao's fingers trembled and his eyes lowered, "Don't talk nonsense, but in any case, I am his girlfriend now. He treats me well. I should please him."

Lu Youyou slid his phone: "It's a bit strange. According to Shang Fan's traffic, someone fell over his shoulder. It's easy to get a hot search, but it hasn't been hot search. It seems that someone has spent money to press a hot search. "

Wen Qiao leaned over and took a look, "Oh."

"I heard that Shang Fan came to the fan group and asked them not to ferment. His big fans are very powerful, and the small fans are very restrained and disciplined."

Wen Qiao still responded indifferently, "Oh."

"I was worried just now that my fans will human you, and I'm making trouble for you. It seems that Shang Fan and I want to go together. He is quite prepared for a rainy day, eh? He was smashed by you. How can he treat you so well?"

(End of this chapter)