The Scum Girl is Truly a Man Magnet in Quick Transmigration

Ban Shu has always been a high-level player in relationships, seemingly indifferent yet addicting. Later, everyone who said they didn't love her ended up eating their words.

① Wealthy fami...

Chapter 220 The Ugly Girl in the Love Variety Show Became a Heartthrob (7)

But Panshu didn't notice it.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Huai's car is a five-seater.

Three people can sit in the back.

But the seat in the middle is so small, and it even has a tea set holder, that even a five-year-old would find it crowded.

Just as Ban Shu was about to close the door, Chen Zhuo politely held it against him, his pretty and delicate eyes showing an irrepressible smile. Just as he was about to get in the car and sit down, Pan Shu vigilantly stretched out her hand to block him.

It seems to be pushing away some jackals, tigers and leopards.

Pan Shu: "What are you doing?"

Shen Zhuo: "...get in the car? Go to the supermarket?"

Pan Shu was not happy: "No, you are too tall. It will be a bit crowded to sit here. You can drive behind us."

Shen Zhuo didn't want to, he just wanted to be with her.

"I'm not afraid of being crowded." His long, dark eyelashes trembled like a butterfly spreading its wings, and his gentle eyes were so pitiful that it made people's hearts soften when they looked at him.

Sheng Ye felt contempt in his heart.

A male demon who always uses his appearance to seduce women! Bah! Shameless!

Pan Shu said "Oh" softly: "But I'm afraid of being crowded."

Very unromantic.

Chen Zhuo lowered his eyes dejectedly, his snow-white clothes faintly permeated with a hint of coolness. He concealed the strange paranoia in his eyes, not wanting her to notice this strong and disgusting emotion.

He pursed his lips as if to say something.

Sheng Ye urged Ji Huai: "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing dawdling?"

Ji Huai: "..." He is not a driver!

But he also didn't want to see other men showing their affection to Pan Shu.

A slight discomfort vaguely emerged in my heart.

It felt like his mouth and nose were blocked by mud, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The car door was closed.

Shen Zhuo put one hand in his pocket, looked at the rear of the car emitting exhaust fumes with an unfathomable look, snorted and chuckled, turned around, got into his own car, and sped away.

He didn't care at all about the two dumbfounded ladies standing beside him.

This is not a gentleman's behavior.