Chapter 1272 She Is as Guilty as Love (23)

Fu Yue's tone was a bit unbelievable and hard to explain.

The kind of book Jiang Si read was obviously the ancient sadomasochistic romance novels that were very popular in the past few years.

The kind that digs out the kidneys, the heart, and the uterus.

The scumbag abused me thousands of times, and I treated the scumbag like my first love. After going through a life-or-death scenario of abuse, the hero and heroine finally had a happy ending.

Fu Yue expressed his inability to accept this.

Jiang Si turned her head and stared at Fu Yue with bright eyes, "Yes, this is beautiful. Do you want to watch it together?"

With that said, Jiang Si patted the seat next to her and motioned for Fu Yue to sit over.

Fu Yue: "...No."

Fu Yue still couldn't hold it back, "Jiang Si, don't you think this kind of plot is very frustrating?"

Jiang Si glanced at her inexplicably, "I put myself in the role of the male protagonist. How can I feel aggrieved?"

Fu Yue: "...that makes sense."

Yes, she was worrying too much.

How could Jiang Si, a scumbag, wrong her?

If you put yourself into the perspective of the male protagonist of ancient romance novels, then this book is really not a torture. After all, he is not the one who is being tortured, right?

Fu Yue suddenly said something faintly.

"Where did you get this book?"

Bought from the canteen?

Jiang Si replied while eating melon seeds: "I robbed them."

It's natural to a certain extent.

Yesterday, I saw a strong man in the dormitory next door hiding on the bed and watched with great interest. When Jiang Si passed by the next door, she saw this scene through the window. Without saying a word, she went in, took the strong man off the bed, knocked him to the ground, and robbed him. His book just flew away.

Fu Yue: "..."

Didn’t you already know that this woman is essentially a scumbag?

Arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable, his style is also domineering enough.

So what was she expecting?

Fu Yue fell into silence for a while.

Seeing that Fu Yue suddenly stopped talking, Jiang Si closed the book in her hand and looked up to see the unspeakable look in Fu Yue's eyes.

Jiang Si pursed her pretty red lips, stared at her with a pair of black eyes, and said sullenly: "You think about it before you speak, otherwise I will not be able to help but murder my sisters!"

Fu Yue rolled her eyes at her and said coolly: "I find that compared with you, I am really a good person."

Jiang Si frowned: "That's nonsense!"

"We are obviously half-measured!"

Fu Yue: "...Okay, okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is."

Jiang Si stared at her with resentment. Her pair of peach blossom eyes were really beautiful. Because they were naturally upward, they were born with a bit of alluring charm. When she stared straight at someone like this, she would unconsciously let him go. The other party is soft-hearted.

"I didn't expect that in your eyes, I would actually look like this, ugh!!"

Jiang Si stretched out her hand and pointed at Fu Yue, as if she was some kind of heartless person. Tears quickly appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't stop them from falling. She was really lovable like this.

Fu Yue's face was expressionless: "...if you continue to cry, maybe I will feel that you are really wronged after a while."

Jiang Si's face changed instantly: "Humph."

In the past few days, Ning Qianqian seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, never appearing in front of Jiang Si and Fu Yue again.

Speaking of which, Jiang Si was still a little strange, so she muttered something to Fu Yue.

"Where's that damn girl in bed No. 4? I haven't seen her in the past few days, and no one has shown off her lower IQ in front of me. I'm really not used to it."

Jiang Si sighed quietly.

Fu Yue: "...who knows."

She felt that Jiang Si was a really weird woman with a strange mind.

But, it's really fun.