beautiful president fell in love with me

In a short time, a big man fell to the ground in various postures. The rain washed over them, and the blood melted into it, turning into blood and gathering on the sunken ground.

Minghui's face began to panic, he swallowed nervously, staggered back, and said, "Don't...don't be impulsive...We were brothers back then!"

Even the rain was washing over his voice, and the pitch was getting too high. When the word "brother" came out of his mouth, it was so ironic.

"In your eyes, you can only use it. When did you have a brother?"

Zhaoyao approached him step by step, and shouted: "As a brother, are you worthy?"

"I don't deserve...I don't deserve it, everything is my fault! Zhaoyao, everything is my fault, let me go, I will give you money, yes, I have money!"

"Don't you need money? Ten thousand, right? Little money, little money!"

"It's not a loan, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, ten thousand... no... one hundred thousand, from now on we won't cross the river..."

The sudden thunderstorm flooded everything in the world, and Minghui's pleading voice was mixed in it.

Little money, heh!

In the youth bar, Minghui's persecution is in front of him, he can even stand by, Zhaoyao has nothing to say.

However, what greeted him was making things difficult, deceiving, and using him!
You can look down on him for being penniless, but you still want to add insult to injury, even threatened to abolish him just now.

Zhaoyao really couldn't think of even one reason to let him go.

He kicked towards his lower body, and a shrill scream sounded in the rainy night, revealing a kind of inhuman pain.

Zhaoyao looked coldly at the figure curled up on the ground and howled, and walked past, walking alone in the pouring rain, his heart did not feel much relieved.

In the night rain, Zhaoyao seemed to see a blurry figure, the rain was so heavy that he couldn't see who that person was at all.

But at that moment, he recognized her, Du Miao.

This girl who is as pure as water is still in college in my memory, and she waited for herself in the rain with an umbrella.

At this moment, there is a feeling of going back to the past.

The two were gradually approaching, and Zhaoyao walked in front of her. Although Du Miao was holding an umbrella, her dress was almost wet in such a heavy rain.

"I followed him secretly..." Du Miao spoke first, her voice trembling and hoarse.

Zhao Yao stared at him and asked, "So...you saw everything?"

Du Miao remained silent, just nodded slightly, raised her hand holding the umbrella, trying to move above him, the familiar movements were still the same as before.

Zhaoyao reached out her hand to refuse, but she held it in her umbrella hand. Du Miao's little hand visibly trembled, but she didn't dodge it.

"It's all soaked..." Zhaoyao pushed the umbrella back into her hand and withdrew her hand.

Du Miao paused for a moment, and threw the umbrella to the side of the road with a wave of his arm. The whole person was exposed to the heavy rain and became like him.

"You...are not obedient before."

Zhaoyao looked helplessly at the umbrella that was thrown aside, and was instantly blown far away by the wind.

The former Du Miao was a good girl who obeyed his orders and never refuted his words.

Du Miao burst out laughing, and the corners of her eyes rolled down, not knowing whether it was rain or tears, sad or happy.

Zhaoyao grabbed her slender arm and quickly came downstairs of the rental house. The two of them dragged their wet clothes and climbed upstairs.

As he walked, he looked at Du Miao, the wet clothes clinging to his body, highlighting the exquisite curves, which looked extraordinarily attractive under the yellowed stair lights.