My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

——The roles of the chasing and fleeing parties suddenly changed, and the expression on the girl's face would be scary even for perverts.

"Don't run! Bastard!"

Ami chased the man who was desperately running away, while constantly insulting him with rude words.

The old god than Penguin was following the ground, saying in his heart that if a girl scolded people, it would not be inferior.

Ami jumped over the bushes dexterously like a deer, took a shortcut to the man, and then ran into it with a head hammer regardless-

"Yeah yeah-"

"Oh-"

The man suffered from stomachache, was knocked to the ground by the powerful impact, and fell directly into the sandpit where the children played.

Yamei immediately picked up the phone dropped by the man, her beautiful face was full of ghostly twisted smiles, two pale little hands grabbed the phone, and slammed it-snap!

The phone was folded in half.

"Unscientific!"

The teenager who had just arrived saw this guy dismantling Nokia, and shouted that it made no sense, Nima, you still have this hidden attribute.

The man stepped back in fear and wanted to crawl back, picking up his most precious digital camera, but was stepped on by the girl.

"Stop, stop! That will be broken by you!"

"Ha...Ha..."

His cry seemed to irritate the girl, an angry Ami grabbed the camera strap and slammed the camera on the concrete chair with a wave of his hand.

"Click!"

The camera made a pleasant sound.

"Wow Ya Meidie!"

The man in the weird dress kept wailing. He seemed to have been so shocked by the aura of Kawashima that he could not move, so the girl kept slamming the camera on the chair.

"Hey Hey Hey!"

Biqigu stood behind and looked at her silently, and of course he had to beware of this man's counter-attack.

"Broken...Broken...Crush...Reality!"

She kept tapping, until the camera could not be recognized by its mother, and finally stopped.

The man lay in the sandpit, crying silently: "Woo, my camera..."

Ami stubbornly stepped on the broken camera that could not be broken, and grinned coldly.

"Hey! Blink! Can you beat people?"

"Please let me go!"

The man knelt down in the sandpit, clasped his trembling hands to Ami and begged for mercy, with a sad expression on his face.

Hachiman gave a sullen laugh, and shook his head slowly: "It's impossible to do it."

"That's it."

She was silent for a while, then stretched out her hands towards the young man, and Biqigu frowned slightly, what did she say to her heart?Still want to hug?

Ask for a hug at this time?

"What are you doing?"

"You have to testify!"

Yamemi whispered something like this, stretched out her hands and looked at him with a smile: "We have to testify to Yamemi, they didn't do anything!"

As she said that, she kicked the man in the face...

"……Uh."

It seemed that the voice of suffocation made Hachiman think that the other party was dead, but he just snorted with his face.

He was still crying and yelling vaguely: "Ami is no longer my angel! Big liar! You are a devil at all! You parable! This is a deception! The lovely angel Ami does not exist... …Oooooooo, mom..."

For him, compared with the broken cell phone and camera, the disillusionment of dreams is perhaps the biggest pain. He is also cowardly in character, and has no plan to fight back, so he cried without any promise.

Ami glanced at him coldly, then suddenly remembered something, took out the mirror she carried with her from her pocket and looked at herself, stroked the messy hair with her fingers, clenched her fist near her chin, and smiled slightly.

Sold a cute.

"Amime is so cute, what does it matter what her personality is——DAZE!"

The man ran away hastily, they did not chase again.

The girl seemed to be physically exhausted, but Yawata was corrected because of Kawashima's cowardly character, and the goal was achieved, so there is no need to be a waste of money.

Now the heavy rain has stopped.

The brilliance of the setting sun is reflected in the western sky, and the young girl with wet hair and mud has a beauty that has been washed out under such a sky, making the silent young man squint slightly.

Kawashima looked back and smiled, and stretched out his hand to him: "Re-recognize, Kawashima Ami, is a super kawaii girl..."

I really can say you!

He reluctantly stretched out his hand to hold the pale little hand, frowning: "Why is it so cold?"

No one answered him, because the girl had passed out and fell into his arms.

Standing in place for a while with complicated eyes, the boy still carried the guy decisively on his back, complaining in his mouth: "After all, it was not about carrying her back...today, it's a bad day."

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What others think of you has nothing to do with you.

How you want to live has nothing to do with others.

——The life experience of Kawashima Ami.

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If there are two girls who like you, please try to please the one with the highest force value.

——Mr. Biqigu’s painful experience in making girls.