Chapter 437

Wen Qiao put one hand in her pocket and looked at her with a smile: "Nothing, I want to see if the bridge of your nose is fully grown."

Xu Lu stepped back: "Wen Qiao, I warn you, this is a school. If you dare to mess around, you will be finished, and you will be expelled from the school."

Wen Qiao stretched out his hand to support the door on the side: "I can control my fist now, but if you continue to blackmail me behind your back, saying that I harmed Fang Duo, then you have to be careful of your nose bone, and then break it again. Once, I don't know if the hospital can fix it for you."

Xu Lu's face was pale: "You..."

Wen Qiao's smile looked a little creepy: "What am I? Don't argue with me, I said that you blackmail me, you must have enough evidence, black me again, I will definitely break a bone of you, but I I can let you choose, it's my face, or something else, am I quite open-minded?"

Xu Lu was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word, thinking that Wen Qiao was really a lunatic, a complete lunatic.

She was really afraid of Wen Qiao.

"You're sick." Xu Lu pushed Wen Qiao away and left in a hurry, looking back as she walked, Wen Qiao was standing at the door, backlit, looking more and more cold, she staggered a few times, and finally returned to herself The piano room breathed a sigh of relief.

But also feel aggrieved.

Qi's fate was unfair to her, why did Wenren Qiao suddenly seem like a different person since last year.

Like a butterfly flapping its wings, a little change in Wen Qiao caused her fate to deviate completely from the right track.

She hates it so much, but there's nothing she can do about it.

What she can look forward to now is that Fu Nanli has had enough fun with Wen Qiao and abandons her, so that she can still talk to comfort her.

In addition, she has to be even more aggressive. She must win the Lily Award, the most authoritative award in the country, before Wen Qiao, so that she can be proud.

After warning Xu Lu, Wen Qiao received a message from Fu Nanli that he had returned from Nanbin Island. She could invite him to dinner when she had time.

Wen Qiao leaned against the window sill, her brows furrowed tightly, but she said it out to eat, no matter what, she should fulfill her promise.

Half an hour later, Wen Qiao stood in front of Fu Nanli's house with the ingredients she bought from the supermarket. Fu Nanli opened the door for her, and Wen Qiao looked at him suspiciously: "Is this normal? The first time you invite me to dinner, just invite Go home."

Fu Nanli dragged the person into the door: "I'm sorry, I haven't been in love before, so I can't give you any advice. Have you talked about it?"

Wen Qiao shook his head: "Neither did I."

The worst thing is that there is no one with rich emotional experience around her, and she doesn't even ask.

She stood in front of the kitchen glass table with one hand on her hip, "I always feel that this is not in line with emotional development."

Fu Nanli helped her with the ingredients, her voice was low, and she pretended to be casual: "I think it's very reasonable. Since you have no experience, you shouldn't arbitrarily think it's unreasonable."

He made a lot of sense, but Wen Qiao felt that he couldn't refute it.

Fu Nanli picked up the apron on the side to help her put it on, brushed her long hair, and touched her tight neck with her fingers. The warm touch made Wen Qiao want to hide, "Is this inappropriate?"

Fu Nanli thought that it was not suitable for your size.

"Sorry, I bumped into it by accident."

Wen Qiao turned back and squinted at him: "Is it really accidental?"

Fu Nanli's jaw line was tight, and his teeth were rattling: "Cut your onions well, no more nonsense, be careful I'm completely ooc, and kiss you here."

Wen Qiao murmured in a low voice, what is fierce?