Chapter 13: (edit)

"Why did you do that, what do you want?".

Thanh Thu closed the book: "I don't want anything, I'm just an eyesore with your way of doing things".

Tran Hao laughed: "Annoying eyes, I'm afraid that your thinking is deeper than that."

She didn't pay much attention, stood up and looked him straight in the face: "So, what can you do to me?".

Silently observing Thanh Thu closely as if he wanted to see her mind, Tran Hao narrowed his eyes: "Even if my mother helps you, if you cross the limit, don't blame me, not even my daughter will forgive me. ".

Before leaving, he did not forget to warn: "Ha My is not someone you can touch".

Really?

It sounds scary.

He looked down at the book in his hand.

Should be returned to the original position.

I don't know if there are any other interesting books, she needs to borrow some to take home.

"Where do these things come from?", Song Ze curiously looked at the pile of bottles on the table.

Last time he really wanted to ask Quoc Minh about these things, but they weren't very close, so it was not convenient to ask.

Now, Quoc Minh has agreed to help them, which means that he will become an ally, so Tong Trach is extremely friendly to start a conversation.

Swiping the mask lightly, Van Anh with his hand held a face massage tool, rolled and relaxed, saying: "Buy it, where is it".

Tong Trach: "What do you buy these things for?".

"Beautify".

"But are you a boy?"

These guys, what is the law that prohibits boys from being beautiful. It took a lot of work for her to give up the idea of ​​​​buying some cosmetics used for makeup, only buying skin care products, but we always have opinions and ideas.

"Sometimes people are touched by their pride, that's why", wasn't he insulted by Tran Hao this morning.

Laughing evilly, he added a sentence: "Could it be because he recognized his gender?", Lu Jianhua's face was itchy.

"That's right, you're very right", every time there is a chance, he wants to dance with her: "but it's lacking".

Tong Trach: "Missing what?".

Thanh Dinh on the upper bed is also curious.

Looking directly into Lu Jianhua's face, she winked and smiled deeply: "Because I feel that I have found the true love of my life, that's why I changed it".

The second sister once told her: "If you want a guy to be afraid of you, you have to be better than him, if you want to beat a guy who likes coffee, you have to be muddy, extremely muddy, you can only get muddier but not the worst".

"The more perverted it is, the more other genres have to be afraid to stay away."

She felt that she could apply the name that she met all day long, like Lu Kien Hoa.

Lu Jianhua is okay: "isn't he?".

"Favor".

Not to be outdone, she tried to smile brightly, he was getting closer and closer, she had shed a few drops of sweat.

Men together, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Suddenly, he was close to her face, his hand was behind the back of the chair, one hand was holding her chin: "I like beautiful people, like you can't swallow".

The blue veins on her forehead twitched a few times, she smiled even more: "It's okay, I'll be more beautiful then, hope it suits your taste".

"I'll wait for you to be pretty, but..." he drawled, a drop of water dripping from his hair onto her cheek, he was naked. Moist red skin.

Van Anh swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Really, not good at all.

The ability to survive in her body rose up, she reached out and squeezed his abs, while he was still stunned, she stroked a few times: "don't but, my heart is very scared".

Few times to touch a man's abs, son, what a fool to ignore, the last twenty-seven years have been touched once.

However, there is little to like, but a lot to feel disgusted.

"A".

The high-pitched scream startled the three people in the room.

Song Trach stroked his cheeks with both hands, his whole body was white.

Alright, joking around.

Swiping back her wet hair, revealing a slightly meaty face, Van Anh was pleased to pinch her cheeks a few times.

Although the face is still haggard, the five rays have revealed more or less, delicate, not as bad as the first day.

If she can be more pink and white, then this body belongs to the thin beauty of a student, quite suitable for her aesthetic taste.

The eyes are no longer deep and protruding, if you look closely, you can see that the whole body is narrow and long, clearly having double eyelids, but not big, no matter how you look at it, it shows a cold, serious, some parts. far...

Quite nice.

Contradictions to harmony.

There are also a few bruises at the corner of her mouth, this name Tran Hao has a really strong hand, and a little bit of blood has soon become grinding on her face, making her also limit the use of cosmetics.

The other wounds were covered by clothes, she wasn't too worried.

As long as it doesn't affect the face.

Touching the bruises on her face, she sighed.

It's only been a little over a month, she can't even be more beautiful.

Van Anh constantly comforts herself.

Riding on the bicycle she had just bought, the basket was still full of undelivered newspapers, Van Anh's spirit declined.

She regretted accepting that she would teach Tong Trach.

The original owner's full schedule made her unable to eat and drink, and her body slept very well, the limit was ten-thirty.

Because to take care of her skin, she pulled up to more than eleven o'clock, now with the work of composing articles for Song Trach and the others, her sleeping time is much less.

Sometimes too tired, she wants to leave the work in the schedule to rest, but this body does not allow her to do so.

Made her nerves always tense more than the strings that used to swing.

Wearing a tired look of studying until the end of the day, she brought her books to 11a12.

The male lead also studied in class 11a12, at first, she was quite afraid of going over there. But there is no other way, the trio of children are not allowed to enter 11a1, there is no place for them to grind history.

But I have to admit, I don't know how terrible their destructive power is, even the school library put them on the forbidden list to enter the library.

Therefore, now only she had to go to that class.

Life is hard.