Second-Rate Goods

In order to conquer the most popular male god Chenqi, Zhao Lingding did not hesitate to take on the name of a scumbag and used all means to become a fake couple with him for several months. It's a pity that in the end she couldn't seduce the flower of the high mountain to come down to earth, so she could only seek solace in the second spring after the breakup. "Still don't like it?" On the last day of being a couple, Zhao Lingding smiled and gave him a kiss while holding mustard ice cream. When the other party raised an eyebrow but felt worried, she patted him on the shoulder. "Next time, let's kiss it with someone else. Maybe you'll feel something." ** Zhao Lingding believed that he was a passerby, A, B, B, and D, who fantasized about the gods but returned without success. However, the gods who were caught seemed to have other views on the matter. 1. The heroine is not dedicated, she shows her face but not her heart. I will scold you first for being the scumbag. 2. It's a pity that the male protagonist unfortunately fell into the female protagonist's carrot pit. -------------------------------------------------- [The column can be seen in advance: a double stand-in/b green tea man, pick as many cute as you like] a. "After the Kiss Failed" (Big Brother's Cinnabar Mole x Nightingale's White Moonlight) Reunited after a long absence, the boss and his little nightingale each bring a far more outstanding member of the opposite sex to the banquet. It's a pity that true love is true love. No matter how superior the appearance, warm personality and strong strength of the two stand-ins, they can only serve as a backdrop for true love. When the boss and Nightingale performed version 2.0 Of forced love, he was admiring an old flint in his hand across the door, and looked at the other background without saying a word. In the completely dark corridor, the faint light of flint illuminated his well-defined facial features, and the fleeting sparks were quenched in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, making him incredibly beautiful. She held a cigarette in her bright red lips. When she lit the fire, her eyelashes flashed in a charming silhouette. The light smoke rose. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Old classmate, your girlfriend ran away with someone else. Aren't you angry?" "Don't be angry. You will only love others when you are older." He lazily answered the question, but instead raised a lock of her hair, his hoarse voice was like hot vodka flowing all over the floor, "Are you coming?" This faint light is particularly like the sparse starlight on the window lattice of the high school corridor back then, and it is also like the round red polka dots on a scrunched up paper. "Of all these people, you are the only one I have never kissed." "Then let's just miss it." Many years later, she put out the cigarette in her hand, stood up on tiptoes in the darkness and kissed his lips accurately, smiling casually with a bad meaning: "Okay." [I will regret not taming you into a subordinate, but I will never lose a second time. -------------------------------------------------- B "When the scumbag is poached" (exotic background) by the green woman x green tea man Many years later, at a class reunion, the boys pulled Ling Ga's collar while they were drunk, and asked unwillingly: "How did you still defend the heart of our goddess Ji in Canada?" Ling Jia smoothed his wrinkled neckline, his light brown eyes calm and calm: "Maybe it's perseverance." ————Persevere in cuckolding her scumbag boyfriend:) The first time we met was at a hometown reunion in Canada. When Ling Jia pushed in the door with a skateboard in his arms and smelled of mist all over his body, Ji Yuelong was being questioned by people with malicious intentions about their concerns, while the boyfriend at the center of the topic was watching indifferently with his arms folded. Shocked by Ling Jia's cold aura, the whole place suddenly fell silent. At that time, Ji Yuelong thought that this was just a casual encounter with the big boy Ku Gai. Until the eve of Ji Yuelong's return to China. Riding on the drunkenness, Ling Jia leaned her head on Ji Yuelong's shoulder, and the moist alcoholic breath from her mouth covered the small mole at the corner of her lips: "Don't just look at your boyfriend, pay attention to me as well." Ling Jia's ivory-skinned face was slightly red from the sake, but his eyes were clear: "He has so many beauty targets at the same time, but I only like you." Intention: I know who you are hidden under the hypocritical surface, but I love you.