"Obsessed on the clean?" Zara smiled confidently, "That's for you guys, I'm a girl, it's different for Manuel."
After that, Zara even smiled and said coquettishly, "She's coming with him to my birthday party in a few days."
Pacino was disgusted by Zara's appearance: she was obviously a college girl, but she had to dress like a club woman. He did not understand how and organized her logic, besides she was uncomfortable. Surprisingly, she wanted Manuel to be her boyfriend.
Pacino said, "I'm afraid I'll get rhinitis from the smell of the roast if I go to your birthday party, so I'd better refuse."
Zara's ears picked up the sarcasm and she immediately paled.
"Pacino, I know you have a strong tongue, but you're not the one I'm chasing, so who are you to talk to me like that? Do you have the manners of a man?"
"Of course I do." Pacino snapped sarcastically, "Don't you know that I am known for my kindness to people? Everyone knows I'm a central air conditioner in this school, I'm kind to everyone, why am I so mean to you, you have no idea?"
Zara's lips curled at his words, "Oh? You're not jealous because I'm after Manuel, are you? But Pacino, why don't you look at yourself in the mirror. Do you think you are worthy of my attention looking like that?"
"Do I need you to look at me? If you look at me someday, then I'll probably have to get a facelift right away, because I think it's an insult to be liked by you."
"You!"
Bang!
The dormitory door was opened and a long, tall, thin figure appeared in the doorway.
Zara's pink, angry face immediately changed when she saw Manuel.
"Manuel, are you back? It's my birthday in a few days and I would like to invite you to my birthday party."
"Come on down." Manuel's voice was cold, his eyes stared at her like two pieces of cold iron, his aura completely oppressive.
Zara said brazenly, "This, I am also ......."
Before she could finish the sentence, Manuel was already walking toward her with a sullen face, pulling the bed covers directly over Zara, "Go away."
His voice was dark and irritable, as if he was suppressing his anger, and as he pulled the covers away, he said with some irritation, "Manuel, I was kind enough to invite you to my birthday party, what kind of attitude is that?"
"What attitude?"
Manuel sneered, "What kind of an invitation to a birthday party is that to sit here? Did I give you permission to enter the dormitory and sit in someone else's bed? I've never hit a woman, but if there's a next time, I don't mind making an exception."
"You!" Zara didn't expect Manuel to be so disrespectful to her and sat there more and more shamelessly, not wanting to move, "I'm not leaving, obviously they came to invite you to the birthday party out of the goodness of their hearts, if you're not going then don't go, why are you doing this to me?"
Pacino couldn't take it anymore, although he had the urge to kick the woman, but in the end he restrained himself because he was a gentleman and simply pulled the sheet over Zara's body and brought her up.
"Pacino, you are crazy, what are you doing? Put me down."
"Shut up if you don't want me to throw you down the stairs.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Very boring...she is actually just dragging and dragging..no one is so stupid as the female in this story...