The disease that is about to wear out, the goddess is broken

Chapter 129 Sick school bully VS soft sick beauty 28
Mianluo thought for a while before remembering, after all, the girl's appearance that day did not remind her of the word school beauty.

To put it bluntly, it just doesn't fit her aesthetics.

Mianluo's aesthetic standards...

Just fragments.

Shu Yi wrapped her fingertips around Mianluo's jet-black hair, "I'm here to ask for trouble, do you want me to help you?"

Mian Luo shook her head, she showed her white canine teeth, "Small scene, hold on tight and don't panic."

It's the most exciting to have a fight or something.

Didn't the vocational college flower come here to do things? Mianluo is the best at doing things. Although his body may not be able to support it in a fight, Mianluo is still good at thinking of crooked ideas.

Although Mianluo said not to panic, Shu Yi was still a little worried, she decided to follow Mianluo secretly.

Mianluo arrived at the place Shu Yi mentioned.The other party probably hasn't arrived yet.

Mian Luo casually tied her hair up a little higher, revealing half of her white and slender collarbone at the neckline of her school uniform, shining brightly.

"Tsk, Mianluo, it's you." Vocational High School Hua Cheng Xiao sneered.

There are a few girls behind her, who seem to be here to help.

Mian Luo blinked her beautiful eyes, her slender eyelashes were trembling like a small fan, she looked very innocent, she provocatively said, "Ah, no, no, that's it?" I thought Cheng Xiao could at least find a few 200-jin big men, just a few little girls, who couldn't even use the strength to climb a wall, and didn't need her to think of crooked ideas.

Cheng Xiao, Hua Chengxiao of the vocational high school was immediately angry. She thought Mian Luo was a timid person, so she called a few sisters, thinking that she would definitely scare her, and then beat her to relieve the hatred of being slapped in the face that day.Who knew that Mianluo was not afraid of death, and dared to provoke her when she came up.

She was very angry at Mian Luo's words, Cheng Xiao waved his hand and asked a few girls to beat her up.

Shu Yi just wanted to come out to help Mianluo.

But she was shocked by the sight in front of her. She was a little far away, but she could still see,

The soft and sweet sick beauty stomped Cheng Xiao to the ground.

The girl's long hair tied into a ponytail was flying, and the corners of her clothes were flying around. She was wearing stockings, covering her slender and beautiful calves. She looked very thin, but Cheng Xiao couldn't get up.

Cheng Xiao struggled a few times before being kicked aside by the girl. She lay powerlessly on the ground, but her fingertips were stroking the blade that had been hidden in advance.

She originally wanted to disfigure Mianluo.

So young, yet so vicious.There's no way Cheng Xiao's three views are crooked.

While Mianluo was dealing with other girls, she rushed towards Mianluo with a blade.

When Mian Luo heard the movement behind her, she turned around quickly, clenched her small hand into a fist, and threw it at Cheng Xiao's wrist.

Cheng Xiao's wrist went numb, she couldn't feel anything, she was forced to let go.

Mian Luo snatched the blade, and by the way gave a shoulder throw to several other girls, the fighting posture was skillful and handsome.

In the end, the girl leaned against the wall, with an ambiguous smile on her lips, and looked at the people on the ground, "What do you want to do with your knives?"

Cheng Xiao was also quick to persuade, she quickly said: "It's nothing."

Mian Luo wouldn't believe her, she naturally guessed that Cheng Xiao was trying to ruin her face, she slowly opened her red lips, "Oh - I didn't do anything, then I didn't do anything."

She took a blade and cut off Cheng Xiao's hair.

Although the cut is bald and ugly, the hair will grow back, but if it is disfigured.It's hard to fix.

In the end, a few girls with hair like chicken feathers went to the mall to buy hats.

The frightening salesperson thought they were doing some kind of performance art.

(End of this chapter)