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A dark red car slowly drove into the training base.

Leng Juo and Qiao Yimo were in the back seat, while Bo Hua drove the car.

When the car stopped, Qiao Yimo got out of the car with his bag, and his actions were simply and neat.

Leng Tiong pursed his lips, his brows and eyes were displeased.

It's pretty fast, and she hasn't charged any "interest" these days.

Qiao Yimo glanced at the man, only to see that his eyes were hot, dazzling like the sun.

Also dazzling is his thin lips, which look dry!

She took out the lip balm from her bag and squeezed it for herself, then raised her eyebrows, looking at the man with evil eyes.

Leng Juo was slightly stunned, his eyes darkened.

Qiao Yimo quickly stretched his head into the car, paused, and printed on the man's thin lips.

For a long time, until the man's thin lips were stained with lip balm, she slowly removed her lips, her voice was cold and hoarse, "Lips are quite dry, drink plenty of water!"

The coldness paused, and the icy eyes instantly smelled of lust.

If it weren't for the possibility of people coming around at any time, he really wanted to kill her!

There was a constant voice in his heart that stopped his impulsive thoughts.

"Courageous, scold me?"

Qiao Yimo laughed when he heard the man's unpleasant tone, and four words flashed in his mind: desire and dissatisfaction.

Bo Hua glanced at the rearview mirror, his back was cold, and he couldn't help coughing.

Qiao Yimo pursed his lips, reached into the car to help him tidy up his tie, and then put the lip balm on his hand, with a soft tone and a bit provocative, "Lipstick for you!" Fastest

After speaking, Qiao Yimo smiled twice and left without looking back.

The window slowly closed, Leng Tiong gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Yimo's back through the window.

There is really no way to use her...

He sighed and looked down at the lipstick in his hand, his thin lips hooked.

The fragrance of lemon is very good!

Qiao Yimo curled his lips and returned to the training base in a good mood.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the training base, she realized that the atmosphere at the base today was a bit strange.

People passing by glanced at her from time to time, and when she looked over, those people avoided Qiao Yimo's sight again.

Qiao Yimo had long been accustomed to the eyes of these people, so naturally he didn't care about it.

If someone discusses her, they are also discussing her request for leave, but the request for leave is also approved by the instructor, so naturally others can't say where to go.

So Qiao Yimo went back to the dormitory without incident to prepare to put things in.

When passing by the girls’ dormitory, I vaguely heard the sound of discussion coming from the corridor:

"The person in the photo is really her? But she shouldn't be this kind of person in reality!"

"Hurt, I don't know what she is, who knows what she looks like in private?"

"What about excellent grades and smart brains? Not a violent man who can't control oneself!" The genius remembered for a second

"Tsk tusk, no wonder some girls in the acting department hate her!"

"That person seems to be in the same school as her!!!"

"Yeah, these black materials must be true. Otherwise, why would the acting department people never hate what she does?"

"It makes sense to hear you say this!"

In the conversation between several people, no one's name was mentioned, Qiao Yimo knew it!

Could it be that what happened to the training camp during her vacation?

Qiao Yimo thinks so, it's funny!

While thinking about this, she walked to the door of the dormitory, and when she was about to push the door open, her arm suddenly froze. JrNovels.com