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Hazel squinted at Elaine as she put on her make-up.

"What?" Elaine was shocked as she sat up in a daze. She looked at Hazel and asked. "Why are you here?"

"What? This is our luxurious dormitory in school! It's not your house with Emmett! God. Are you awake now?"

Elaine was shocked.

The dormitory in school? How could that be?

Elaine looked around in surprise before she realized that it was indeed her dormitory and her room.

"What about him? Where is he?"

Elaine asked straightforwardly.

"Tell me, who are you asking about? Is it a woman or a man? We are not chatting on QQ. I don't know the gender of the person you're asking about."

Hazel finished making up and started combing her hair.

Elaine pouted and muttered unhappily.

"You're so annoying. You clearly know who I'm talking about. Where is Emmett?"

....

Hazel quickly glanced at Elaine. It seemed that this girl was not sick now. She could actually mention Emmett.

"He's gone. He took you here last night and left. As a big boss, he has a lot of things to do, so he can't accompany you all day long. Besides, you're a college student. You're just a freshman, okay? Stop being a truant."

Elaine was somewhat disappointed because Emmett had driven her back and was not by her side.

"You're calling me a truant? What about you? It's already half past nine. Why are you still in the dormitory? Why don't you go to class?"

Hazel directly smashed the comb at Elaine, who was so frightened that she used the blanket to protect herself. Facing Hazel, she did not dare to provoke her.

"Damn child! Am I not accompanying you? You're really ungrateful!"

Elaine waved the little white flag and said pitifully. "I know, I know. Hazel, it was my fault. Please forgive me."

Hazel smiled proudly and pounced on the bed. She held Elaine's face in her hands and stared at her, asking.

"Are you in a good mood? Do you feel better?"

Elaine nodded. "I'm fine. Don't worry."

Looking at Hazel's makeup, she couldn't help but ask.

"Why are you dressed up so sexy?"

"I'm going on a date, idiot."

"Who are you dating?"

"Bradley. Who else can it be?"

Didn't you make up with

immediately clouded over with anger. She gritted her

to kill

was confused, her hair out of

"What do you mean?"

enemy. He did it so hard that I trembled with pain. No matter how much I begged him, he was like a wolf. He almost killed me. I hate him!

....

angrily, but Elaine

you restrain yourself from talking about

moment. It seemed that Bad-bear Smith was also very ruthless in bed. He

Did he?

was dumbfounded in an

Was that an illusion?

love with

flashed through her

her eyes

scenes that seemed to be real

fool, hurry and clean up. Today, I'll ask Bradley

and then

and honest. Besides, he's a policeman and his

him? Are you fond of him? Do you want me

"Go away! Nonsense!"

treacherously. "It doesn't matter. As good friends, we should share our resources. Why don't I give you Bradley and you give me your Emmett? Let's

She grabbed the pillow and smashed it

"Hazel, you're brazen-faced!"

important part. Well, I don't want my ass.

two girls washed up while recreating. Then, they waited for Bradley to pick them up

habit of looking at her

it anymore and cried out. "Although it's new, you can't show off like this, can you? You've seen

pouted and frowned, subconsciously

didn't he send me a text message or call me? What

was immediately surprised and pleased. She turned to look at

is it now? It's not the time for men to pursue the women all the

....

glared at Hazel and refused to admit it. "Why should

Hazel had a headache.

was really shameful! She had clearly admitted that she liked Emmett, but now, she refused to

hate the author! Why did you

finally

you doing? Are

It was as if she missed him

noon. What

while, she deleted

too embarrassing as if she was

she didn't

She took Elaine's phone, found

edit the text message. You

I have never been a brave woman. How could I go to the police station fearlessly like

Emmett picked up the phone. He was slightly panting,

"Hello? Elaine?"