Are you talking about her?

Hua Yao had an extra hand on her arm, and Zhao Ziyan asked her with a smile, "Yaoyao, what does your boyfriend do?" ”

"Boyfriend? Mine? Hua Yao blinked.

Song Xin looked at Hua Yao in surprise, and Zhao Ziyan said affectionately, "Yes? Isn't the one who came with you your boyfriend? ”

"Oh, I picked it up from the trash can." Hua Yao said distressedly: "I don't know what to do. ”

Zhao Ziyan covered her mouth in surprise, "Oh my God! You actually picked up a guy from the trash can to be your boyfriend? ”

Song Xin also pursed her lips and smiled elegantly.

"Isn't that weird?"

Zhao Ziyan smiled even more happily, "It's not strange, it's not strange at all." It's just that there is no love that matches the family background, it's like a plate of sand. As soon as the wind blew, it dispersed. ”

"Really?" Hua Yao lowered her eyes and smiled, "So, how strong is the love of your marriage?" ”

"Knowing the roots, matching the family background, isn't it solid?"

Hua Yao pursed her lips and smiled brightly, "Indeed, adding some water to the sand table inside will make it stronger." ”

A man walked by, and when he heard this, he immediately smiled and leaned back.

"Oh my God, are you telling a joke?"

Song Xin's face was originally ugly, but after seeing the man's face clearly, she instantly said softly: "Ziwei." ”

Wei Ziwei was full of ruffians, and when he saw Song Xin, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Tsk, it's really getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Of course Sister Song is beautiful." Zhao Ziyan interjected shyly.

Wei Shu looked at Wei Ziwei, then at Song Xin and Zhao Ziyan, felt bored, and turned around to leave. I heard Wei Ziwei say to her, "Who are you?" How come I've never seen you before? ”

"Wei Shao, she is Lu Yao."

"Lu Yao?" Wei Ziwei hurriedly approached and looked at Hua Yao, "You are the beauty who was praised by my uncle?" It doesn't look like it! Still, people are interesting. ”

"Wei Shao is also an interesting person." Hua Yao said lukewarmly.

"Interesting."

Wei Ziwei was obviously very interested in Hua Yao, Zhao Ziyan had a hint of jealousy in her eyes, and stepped forward to answer, "Wei Shao, Lu Yao used to be very good-looking." ”

"It's more beautiful than you."

After Wei Ziwei finished speaking, the smile on Zhao Ziyan's face couldn't be maintained, and she was smiling reluctantly with water shining in her eyes.

Song Xin sighed, "Ziwei, she is a little girl." ”

"It's boring." Wei Ziwei was bored, and his eyes fell on Hua Yao again, "It doesn't matter if she looks ugly, she can't hear her scolding just now, that is, her brain is not good." I'll tell you the truth, who will you show it to? ”

Wei Shao was unhappy.

Zhao Ziyan was scolded and almost cried, but she didn't dare to cry, she didn't even dare to leave, she stood in place, glaring at Hua Yao angrily.

Hua Yao wanted to roll her eyes, what did she do!

She's just a passerby.

Song Xin didn't want to admit that she didn't hear it, so she smiled and said, "Then Ziwei will teach her." ”

"She has this face?" Wei Ziwei happened to see Hua Yao's speechless expression, and said evilly: "She said she was a sand sculpture." ”

Song Xin was stunned and couldn't think of it, so she looked back at Zhao Ziyan, Zhao Ziyan's face turned purple, and she glared at Hua Yao angrily.

"Lu Yao, what do you mean? I treat you as a good friend and advise you to break up with him. You even say that about me? ”

You brought it on yourself!

She didn't want to make that clear.

Hua Yao sighed and said slowly: "You said that our love was a plate of sand, and the wind blew it away. How can there be true love in marriage. Still sturdy? In my opinion, it's all a plate of sand, but your so-called solidity is because it is sprinkled with water, and it is all sand sculptures. ”