Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 127 Chapter 120
Chapter 120 Dirty pen
"That necklace is not suitable for you," her voice may sound calm, but there is a great irony in it, she is not suitable, of course, not worthy.

Xia Sha just reached out and touched Xianglan on her neck, "I feel the same way, but I like it very much." She knows that she is ugly, even if she wears a crown, she will only be seen as a witch by others, she will never It will be the princess, she is just Xia Sa.

However, this string of necklaces is the only thing he gave her, so she likes it very much and cherishes it very much. Here, she has never brought any jewelry, except for this string of necklaces.

"Man'er, tell her more, she's so ugly, everything she wears is ugly," a girl glanced at Xia Sha, her tone was full of non-taunting, "Why did the senior agree to her dating, and didn't even look at herself?" His looks are not worthy of lifting shoes for seniors."

She continued talking, feeling more jealous.

Ouyang Man lowered his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes became more cold. She knows better than others what kind of person Lu Junhao is. He is not the kind of person who makes jokes. If he said he would associate with this ugly monster, then it must be real.

Xia Sha just pursed her pink lips. At this time, her face darkened slightly. Being said like this, in fact, her heart really hurts, but she couldn't care about it, because she knew , She will often encounter such things in the future. If she keeps minding like this, then she has to mind too much.

She didn't speak, but just walked past them, but at the moment when she was separated from Ouyang Man, she felt Ouyang Man's hostility towards her. In fact, she also liked Lu Junhao.

Ouyang Man stared at Xia Sha's back after he had finished walking, and clenched the book tightly in his hand.

What a nasty person, she doesn't like her, not from the first sight.

Turning around, the hatred in her heart gradually deepened.

Bit by bit, until I couldn't stand it anymore, then, was Ouyang Man at that time still Ouyang Man?Maybe that's who he was.

Ouyang Man held the book in his hands tightly and walked forward, but suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, Man'er," the girl next to me asked strangely, but she didn't say anything again. The figure not far away attracted the attention of all of them, like a hat painted with light-colored mines. generally.fell on the hearts of all.

That is, An Moran, An Moran who is three points more beautiful than girls.He was sitting on the ground with an easel in front of him, and he was concentrating on painting. Their footsteps could no longer support him.

An Moran drew the last stroke, put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and looked directly at the girls standing beside him. He had seen them a long time ago, and of course, he knew of Ouyang Man's existence.

His only kind of words that can be said to be gentle are only given to Ouyang Man.

"Man'er," his voice was like a drunken wind, with a little cool voice, very clean.

"At the end, are you painting again?" Ouyang Man put away his emotions just now, walked in front of him slowly, looked down at what he had just painted, a field of grass landowners visiting the United States, a few cows and a half, although A few simple strokes, but a few touches of bright color can be vaguely seen.

"Senior An's painting, it's really good, it's so beautiful," the girl who was scolding Xia Sha just now really turned her face, and looked at An Moshen with admiration, and even winked at him With eyes that she thinks are beautiful.

An Moran glanced at her indifferently, the coldness in her eyes froze the smile on her face immediately, she felt hurt, she clenched her hands secretly, as if she was lifeless all of a sudden.Like new year flowers.Lost all moisture.

An Moran put away the painting on it, and then looked at Ouyang Man.

"Let's go together," he only pointed at Ouyang Man, and the others were as transparent to him.

Ouyang Man nodded.And the people next to them looked at them with envious eyes, all the handsome men and beautiful women, that's right.

They could only be envious and extremely jealous, they all wished that they were Ouyang Man and could receive such different treatment from An Moran.

When the girl from just now saw a paintbrush that fell on the ground, she immediately picked it up, "Senior An, your brush fell off," she handed over the brush with both hands, with anticipation in her eyes, hoping to change An Tianran's paintbrush just now. Regarding her misunderstanding, she didn't know what she did wrong. If that kind of praise was wrong, then she would change it.Just, hope, he doesn't hate her.

An Moran took the pen in her hand, then turned it a few times in her hand, then raised her hand, and threw the pen out of her hand.He will not use a dirty pen again.

Senior An, you, the girl looked at him, covered her face, and ran out immediately.

(End of this chapter)