Limit of 500 words "Mo Xiaoqi! Stop!" A tall and handsome man finally couldn't help roaring.
A slender figure running wildly ten meters ahead trembled slightly and turned back at a turtle's speed, "Hey, Rong Jue, you're here too."
They are definitely a match made in heaven. The drama of you chasing me has been staged harmoniously more than once, but it is always classmate Xiaoqi who runs away. After all, classmate Rong Jue is not as angry as usual, and he is not always in love with her.
Rong Jue is as good as him, a master who keeps his cool in the shopping mall, and a god who turns his oars into ashes while talking and laughing.
Mo Xiaoqi, our dear Xiaoqi will definitely not be seen slipping out of her shoes in serious situations, but in terms of comedy skills, she dares to take second place, and probably no one will dare to take first place, which is shameful. Although classmate Xiaoqi actually didn't mean it. . .