The few youths surrounding the single person looked roughly 18 or 19 and had cigarettes sticking out their mouths.
He swept a glance across her long and slender legs before shifting his eyes to her face.
Cheng Juan furrowed his brows. "You go over."
Saving a damsel in distress was something Lu Zhaoying wouldn't mind doing.
He rolled his sleeves up a little and styled his hair, but before he was done, someone kicked him on his calf.
He turned around and saw Cheng Juan with both hands in his pockets, looking at him with utter despise. "Hurry up, what're you fiddling with?"
Lu Zhaoying hurriedly walked towards that girl.
"Little girl, you're a good student from First Middle School? Why are you out here playing truant at this time?" The leader of the youths puffed a ball of smoke in Qin Ran's face and chuckled.
He looked like a mean person.
Qin Ran responded rather seriously, "No, I applied for leave."
