Evil president, forced love

An hour later, in the largest game hall in Sanya, Ouyang Ting swayed his body wantonly in front of the dancing machine.

"See! Your husband and I are invincible all over the world!" Ouyang Ting shouted triumphantly.

Jinse stood aside, looked at the colorful crowd, frowned slightly, "I'm leaving."

"I said! Just leave as you say, you girl! You don't even say hello!" Ouyang Ting stuffed the game coins in his hand to the child next to him, and hurriedly chased after her.

"I don't like it here." Jinse said truthfully.

It's noisy and noisy here, and she doesn't want to stay in this place.

"No, you are not interested in such a fun place!" Ouyang Ting looked Jinse up and down, "I wonder if you are really..."

"You don't come from time travel, do you?! Actually, you are already 80 years old!" Ouyang Ting had a sudden thought.

Jinse glanced at Ouyang Ting, and said two words expressionlessly, "boring."

Hey!How dare this girl despise him!

Ouyang Ting chased after him, "Then tell me, what do you want to do!"

"I want to see the art exhibition." Jinse replied immediately.

She liked to draw since she was a child. It turned out that when she was wandering alone, she used small wooden sticks to draw on the street.

"What's so interesting about the art exhibition! Why don't I take you to a club?" Ouyang Ting suggested.

An hour later, Ouyang Ting followed Jinse listlessly, looking hopeless.

"What's so good about this exhibition, isn't it just that those so-called artists just wiped it a few times!"

As soon as Ouyang Ting said this, it immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people around him, and some even stepped forward to reason with him.

"Since you don't like these paintings, why come to the exhibition? Since you are here, you must learn to respect them!" said a middle-aged couple next to them.

"Damn it! How dare you think the young master wants to come!"

Ouyang Ting was holding back his anger and didn't know where to vent it, when someone bumped into a gun.

"Why do you talk like that, young man, you have no quality at all!" The middle-aged woman became angry.

"Auntie, look at yourself, not to mention fat and fat, you are still a broken mouth, with no connotation and connotation, what quality are you talking about!"

"you……"

"When the word 'quality' comes out of your mouth, I feel sad for 'quality'!"

"I say……"

"What are you talking about! You have the nerve to say something! Hurry up and cover your face with a scarf and go home, so as not to pollute everyone's eyes!"

The middle-aged woman turned red with anger, stomped her feet, snorted coldly, and cursed, "Why are young people nowadays so uneducated!"

All the young people next to her looked at her words, staring at her critically.

The middle-aged woman knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she shrank her neck and left in despair.

Only then did Ouyang Ting twitch the corners of his mouth, feeling a little better.

Playing tricks on others is his greatest pleasure, it's a lot of fun.

Ouyang Ting was complacent, and Jin Se who was at the side suddenly said, "Can you stop being so childish."

"I'm naive?" Ouyang Ting pointed at his nose, "I'm already in my twenties, yet I was called naive by you little girl!"

Jinse shook her head, didn't bother to pay attention to Ouyang Ting, and continued to look at the painting exhibition.

"What does Mao Yatou know? This is the charm of language!" Ouyang Ting whispered.

Jinse continued to visit the art exhibition, and when she turned around and walked to the other wall, she froze there.