After a long adjustment, Kuang Meimei turned and strode away.

Because the heart blocked a breath, at the foot of the pace can't help but walk very hard, high heels in the asphalt road to step on the sonorous straight ring.

Who knows, only more than ten steps away, an accident happened.

As soon as her center of gravity tilted, her foot sank into the slit of the square well of the sewer.

The heel of the shoe stuck in. When he raised his foot again, he directly stepped on the ground barefoot, but the shoe that got stuck was still left in the depth of the well cover.

Kuang Meimei is an image oriented person. When such an embarrassing incident happened, her white face immediately turned red at the entrance of the campus.

Looking around quickly, he saw that there were no acquaintances. He hurried back to squat down and grabbed the embedded high heels.

In the school, it is only stipulated that the skirt should not be shorter than the knee, but there is no specific regulation on what shoes girls should wear.

Kuang Meimei, who is not very satisfied with her height, likes to wear high heels except on the day of PE class

Kuang Yi took a taxi to Yangcheng culture street.

All kinds of pens, books, paper, even ink, pigment and rice paper can be bought here.

She and Xuan mantong often come here, and they always have regular shops.

As soon as I got to the cultural street, I went straight to one of the antique buildings and went up to the second floor.

Fangcaozhai's boss is a woman in her early fifties. As soon as she sees Kuang Yiyi, she says, "Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. What do you want this time?"

Kuang Yiyi wants at least one box of high-end neutral pens every time she goes. The boss remembers her after a long time.

"Well, the old rule is a box of neutral pens and a stack of scribbles. By the way, more pigments, ink and rice paper... " Kuang Yi wanted to go home and draw some human meridians, so as to grasp the acupoints and the route of needling more accurately. He specially added a few more things.

He took the money out of his pocket and put it on the counter. While the boss was taking things, he wandered to the door and leaned against the carved corridor to enjoy the street view downstairs.

All of a sudden, a pure white Ferrari raced by downstairs and came into her eyes slowly.

Kuang Yi immediately frowned.

If she remembers correctly, she seems to have seen this kind of car parked beside Xue Tianhao at the school gate just now.

This car is a top luxury car. When is it all over the street?

But at the thought of Xue Tianhao, Kuang Yiyi's beautiful mood suddenly became a little depressed.

She didn't like this man. She thought he was blind with such a beautiful face and would take the initiative to fight for Kuang Meimei.

Just thinking about it, the shop owner called her inside. Kuang Yiyi hurried back to the shop, took the bag, said goodbye to the boss and went out.

When he came out, Kuang Yi couldn't help glancing at the Ferrari parked downstairs.

Who knows this inadvertent look in the past, but let her whole person stunned.

She just caught the scene of people in the cab opening the door and getting off.

That white neck, such as cartoon like exquisite side face lines, long legs and arms, dressed in fashion man, who is not Xue Tianhao!

Kuang Yiyi's eyes follow Xue Tianhao all the way. After he gets off the bus, he locks the door and walks into the shop by the side of the road.

She stayed in place for a short time. Suddenly, she had a good idea in her mind. With a smile on her lips, she raised her feet and ran down the stairs in a hurry.

That's right. She wants to make a bad impression on Xue Tianhao in his absence!

In Kuang Yiyi's eyes, Xue Tianhao has been classified as a member of Kuang Meimei's group, but he is not agreeable.

Quietly went to the side of Xue Tianhao's sports car, slightly thought about it, immediately had an idea.

He doesn't like white. His clothes are white, even his sports car is white, so she will give him some white.

Making up her mind, she quickly took out a bottle of newly bought ink from her handbag and squeezed it on her fingers. While no one was looking around, she leaned directly against the front of the car and pretended to look in the mirror. But her fingers were brushing on the white hood and drew two patterns.

As soon as the painting was finished, she hurried back to the street, pretending to be a passer-by and looking at her work with a smile.

The two stools are like patterns, juxtaposed on the hood.

Kuang Yi stopped to enjoy it for a long time and felt quite satisfied.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she saw a piece of white clothes flashing out of the shop next to her. She quickly smeared oil on the soles of her feet and left the cultural street at a tense speed of 100 meters.

Kuang Yiyi left on his front foot, and Xue Tianhao, who finished shopping on his back foot, came out of the shop with big and small bags.

He looks really chic, different from other men, like a woman.

That pair of water eyes, even when they don't smile, seem to always contain a trace of smile in it, often give the stranger across the way a kind of illusion that he is smiling at them gently.However, as soon as Xue Tianhao came out, a little girl could not help but stop walking and gave him a silly smile.

Xue Tianhao doesn't like it either. He has a good temper. He bends his lips to the little girl and goes over to his car.

However, when he walked down the steps and looked at the car, he couldn't help turning pale on the spot.

On the pure white hood of Ferrari, two stools were painted on it. The one in the driver's seat was a little bigger, while the one in the co pilot's direction was a little smaller.

Looking at the dazzling pattern, Xue Tianhao's soft and pretty face turned red instantly.

His chest heaved slightly, his face gradually became angry, and his handbag fell to the ground.

He has always kept a low profile in Yangcheng. It's hard to imagine that he would be treated as such a prank one day.

Used to gentle fundus, slowly knot a thin layer of ice, quickly take out the phone from the pocket, with a shaking long finger to dial a number.

"Uncle Huang, please contact the Management Office of cultural street for me. My car was painted in cultural street."

"It happened! Don't worry, young master. I will go on and let their leaders compensate you. "

"No, I'm not asking you to embarrass them. Just send someone over to copy the surveillance video. I just want to see for myself who's taking care of me."

"Yes, young master." Uncle Huang answered in a hurry and asked, "will you come back to make western style food later? The mold of the little fox biscuit you appointed arrived today. I'll drive to pick you up

Xue Tianhao sighed, "forget it, I'm not in the mood to make delicious food today. You don't have to come to pick me up. I'll go back by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Tianhao bent down and picked up the things he bought one by one from the ground and threw them into the car.

Then close the door and walk home.

After painting graffiti on Xue Tianhao's car, Kuang Yiyi feels that he has done something to make him happy.

I went back to the villa happily

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