A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 112 Little Lover

The car arrived at the Tengfei Building.

Huo Yan shook off Lu Zeng and went upstairs by herself. Lu Zeng stopped in the lobby on the first floor.

Because Wancheng came from the other side, he was greeting from a distance.

Huo Yan went straight to Zhuang Zhoucheng's office, which was not closed.

Probably, he was waiting for her.

Huo Yan ran in and shouted:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, Zhuang Zhoucheng, is it okay for you to look for me? Can I go look for my classmates instead?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood tall and straight in front of the desk, with a cup of steaming black coffee on the table.

He was holding a document in his hand, and when he saw her running in, his eyes moved from the paper to her face.

Huo Yan stopped in front of him.

After a pause, she took small steps towards him.

Reaching out and gently pulling Zhuang Zhoucheng's sleeve, he stopped shouting and asked softly:

"Is that possible?"

"Is something wrong?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's information was placed on the table, and a big hand was on her shoulder.

"...Yes, I went to get some materials for copying from Ali. I left mine at home and forgot to bring it with me."

This is half true and half false.

She did forget to bring the copying materials given by the teacher, but she didn't go to Ali for homework.

"Go."

After Zhuang Zhoucheng gave her the message, he ignored her. He really had a lot of things to do.

"Thank you!"

Huo Yan turned around and ran out.

She knew that if Zhuang Zhoucheng wanted to see her, there would not be anything serious, so she suspected that Lu Zeng was deliberately making trouble for her.

Zhuang Zhoucheng is very busy, okay?

How can I have time to see her?

Huo Yan didn't look for Lu Zeng, but went to Ali by himself.

Ali had found a place to live when he was in school. Huo Yan knew the place, and it took three buses to get there.

Ahri has changed a lot now, and it's not just because she knows how to dress well.

Her temperament is very different.

She would look down on poor people, no longer go to small shops to eat, and whenever she went out, she would always put on exquisite makeup.

"Qian Ziang is very good to you, right?" Huo Yan asked with some envy.

"Yeah, envious?" asked Ali.

Huo Yan has the same conditions as her, but Huo Yan has been envied by many girls since he entered the school, and she was once one of them.

But now...

So, things change over time, and God is fair to everyone.

"Ah."

Huo Yan nodded in acknowledgment, feeling inexplicably sad.

"Ahri."

Huo Yan stepped on the stone steps, looked back at the approaching Ali, bit his lip, and said:

"I sold myself."

Ali looked at her, with an emotion in his eyes that Huo Yan could not understand.

Huo Yan tried hard to smile to hide the sadness in his heart:

"I'm stupid, right?"

That's not what a good girl would do. Once you sell yourself out, you will never be able to wash yourself clean for the rest of your life.

"But I don't regret it."

If, if I can't find a boyfriend in the future, the worst that can happen is that I won't get married or have a relationship. I can give up anything except my mother.

"What's going on?" Ali asked again.

"that……"

Huo Yan put the matter in a simple way, and when he was done he let out a long breath and laughed in a relaxed manner.

Looking at Ahri with a smile, he shrugged:

"I went to find him. I wanted to."

"You're looking for a rapist to sell her body to?"

Ahri felt a surge of inexplicable anger at this moment:

"Can't you just tell me what's going on? Why do you have to act on your own? How is the way you treat yourself any different from those prostitutes?"

Huo Yan looked at Ali, his eyes instantly turned red, and his tears sparkled in the sunlight.

Ali's words were not pleasant to hear, but they touched her heart. It was nice to have someone care about her.