Lu Chen's words made Ouyang Mengjiao prostrate in front of him.
It was as if she first held him up in the air and was feeling proud of herself, then she let go and fell head first, bleeding profusely.
Ouyang Mengjiao frowned as she glared at Lu Chen. Her teeth chattered, "I …" I... I'm ignoring you! This was too heartbreaking... You!
Lu Chen felt very innocent: What's wrong, this is?
Ouyang Mengjiao retorted, "What do you think happened?" It was not easy praising her for once, it was beautiful. The result was still beautiful! Aren't you bullying me too much? You don't have to be so sarcastic!
Lu Chenqiang said, "I'm not mocking you!" I'm just talking about it.
Ouyang Mengjiao pouted and said in an aggrieved tone, "But you …" You often praise me like that. Do you remember?
Lu Chen was stunned by her words. Then, he could not help but recall every single detail of that small rented room a few years ago.