All The Male Leads Have Blackened

"I told you to stay a little high Yuan Yuan, why not listen!"

Around ten thirty in the morning, a sentence without a head was sent to Cen Simiao's mobile phone. The number was still the previous one, and the person across from her had contacted her for the first time since coming here.

Leaning on the railings of the teaching building, the cold wind kept on for a while, and his forehead shattered.

Look down and your eyelashes are drooping.

Covering the emotions in the eyes, the openness between the eyebrows disappeared, and the silence was revealed from the bones. From time to time, students walked along the corridor, talking in groups, whispering, and glancing at Cen Simiao occasionally.

Her fingertips rubbed at the number.

This person was so familiar with her life that she knew everything she had experienced. Coupled with the text message sent before, the words are ambiguous, and it's really not right.

Every day is two o'clock, Xu family and school.

It is impossible for the Xu family. The original owner is transparent, and he is surrounded by people who are about 20 years older than the original owner.

Unless it is school.

Frowning, looking away from the mobile phone screen, the hallway suddenly became crowded, especially noisy, with his legs clasped around his corners. Where she stood was a corner, it didn't matter.

This looks in the eyes of others, looking at it is particularly rare.

Gao Luyuan raised her leg across the last three steps of the stairs, stood at the entrance of the stairs, frowned her hair, slammed the skull bracelet on her wrist, slammed her neck, and put her hands in her pockets to go forward.

But just saw Cen Simiao.

He chewed gum, his eyes narrowed, and the last-suppressed anger was hooked again. The two eyebrows were immediately disdainful, and walked forward from Cen Simiao, about two or three steps away.

Stop your feet.

"I said why the waist plate has hardened, and I went back to the Xu family to ask for food." He did not name his surname.

Cen Simiao looked down and dialed the number.

Gao Luyuan frowned, waiting for her hair to explode, but she didn't hear any movement for a long time, her feet moved, but she turned around and saw her eyes staring at the phone without blinking.

"Hey." No response.

"You **** deaf ?!"

Still nothing.

He didn't take him seriously at all.

Gao Luyuan stared at Cen Simao, walked over quickly, bullied him, and grabbed the cell phone. She just looked up, her arms hanging down on both sides, and he emptied.

Yuan Gao was even more angry, and he could not wait for a fight.

She was confused.

There were two beeps over the phone, but they didn't answer, but hung up. Call again, it is already off. It seems that he wants to know who this person is, and has to wait for him to contact him in person.

For a few days in the past, Gao Luyuan was really furious, and the ridicule that had already ceased was even worse. Even with a lot of classmates, they started again.

Cen Simiao is not the original owner, and it doesn't bother her that much, but she feels annoying.

He found Gao Yuan directly, and he was alone.

Holding a stick in her hand, her pink nails gently tapped: "Why are you starting to target me again? Bullying me is not good for you, and it is even more unpleasant."

Gao Luyuan raised her head, lowered her eyebrows, and condescended, taunting in a tone of voice: "Then you want to force Laozi to hit you? It's really active."

Cen Simiao bent her lip corner and lowered her hand to touch his hand. Yuan Lu shook off subconsciously with great force, leaving scratches on her nails. He put her mouth and put it in front of her eyes, but she was just caught by Ceng Simiao Drag away.

She whispered, "Too careless, does it hurt?"

Gao Lu was impatient and opened his mouth and scolded his eyes.

Cen Simiao looked at Qiubo, worried that she would not hide her lips, but her lips were slightly bent, exposing her glee.

He was full of anger, opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

Staring at her.

Cen Simiao laughed softly.

Gao Luyuan stalked her neck, her back was straight, and the anger between her brows was suppressed. "If my mother is not afraid of things getting bigger, the old man at home is confused, and I'll find another mother to persuade one. I must kill you."

His face turned black and he was about to leave.

Cen Simiao's eyes darkened, and she opened her mouth and said, "You want to teach me, I'll give you an idea, and I'm not allowed to embarrass me after this time."

He stopped.

The two agreed to skip class for five days and let the school contact an adult at home. This matter was nothing to Gao Yuan, but it was different for Cen Simiao. She puts people under the fence, usually study well, do not cause trouble, for fear of being offensive.

This time tossing, I'm afraid it will cause trouble to Xu Zhiheng.

Gao Luyuan did not personally take care of her, and she also suffered for several days.

Xu Zhiheng stayed at home for a long time. After school, Cen Simiao sat beside him. No need to say anything, it was quiet. The coffee cup in his hand was empty, and he took the initiative to get up, refilled it, and then lowered it.

He was a bit tired looking at the file, and just closed his eyes, a pair of soft hands stroked his forehead, and gently rubbed. Xu Zhiheng was afraid that it would affect her education, so she quietly told Cen Simiao to stay away.

She bit her lip, tears in her eyes, and did not dare to refute.

Xu Zhiheng's frowned eyebrows stretched out, leaning on the sofa, there was a faint hint of weirdness in her heart, and she wanted to keep her crying, but she couldn't bear it: "Well, I can only stay here for a while, after that I have to Go back to the room. Did you hear that? "

Because of his word, the tears in his eyes had not disappeared, and the corners of his lips rose.

As if he was the whole of Cen Simiao, he could only survive if he adhered to it.

And willing.

The behavior of the two became intimate, and sometimes the domestic servant passed by the living room occasionally. Xu Zhiheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, and couldn't keep his eyes on him. Ceng Simiao next to him, forkd a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate, almost nestled on his chest, and put it on his lips.

Xu Zhiheng ate it.

She chuckled a little, put his arm around her waist, forked a watermelon, and bit her in half. Xu Zhiheng thought it was for him, and frowned, pinching her waist.

Cen Simiao couldn't stand the slightest grievance in front of him at this time, and she suddenly cried with her lips. Xu Zhiheng turned his head and whispered, "What about mine?"

She was upset and stuffed a bite of watermelon into his mouth.

Turned his back and ignored him.

Xu Zhiheng chewed watermelon, the juice was sweet, and there was a smile between his brows.

The servant uneasily bowed his head and walked away. When I went to clean the old lady's room in the morning, I mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally. It was a bit wrong to look at it, not to mention jealousy.

Suddenly the old lady was out of breath, the Xu family had such a mess. Send someone to call Xu Zhiheng immediately.

Xu Zhiheng was eating at the restaurant. Cen Simiao got up late, hurried, and was about to leave with his schoolbag. The sandwich was afraid that she would eat it cold, so she made it a little late, and she couldn't wait.

After drinking a glass of milk, Xu Zhiheng was dragged when he turned around.

"Not eating is bad for your health."

Cen Simiao frowned, stretched out her hand to take out the sandwich from his plate, and took a big bite.

Blinking at Xu Zhiheng: "I'm full."

Feng Zhihuo ran out, Xu Zhiheng did not hold back.

He stared at the door with tenderness in his eyes and a smile on his lips, and naturally ate the rest of the sandwich.

In the old lady's room, she scolded and reprimanded Xu Zhiheng again.

"The Xu family can't do such ridiculous things. She knows how to go to your side to be with you at such a young age. If you are two years away, if you ..."

Xu Zhiheng just didn't understand the meaning at first. When he heard the clouds, the old lady was bored and let him off. Then I looked back, frowned, and interrupted: "Where are you talking, she is still a child."

The old lady was suddenly upset with her chest: "Are you so close to her as if raising a child? Besides, she was eighteen years old. Where did you go when she was young? She just borrowed it, and she was There are relatives who have nothing to do with you and don't need you to control it! "

Xu Zhiheng pursed his lips tightly, and there was a slight irritation between his eyebrows, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong: "She is the daughter of a friend, I know this very clearly. After spending a long time together, borrowing can also become Her home. Because I was a child, I did n’t discipline her, and now I compensate her. What ’s wrong? ”

He stood upright, his jaw tightened: "Can't the elders and children be closer? Is it normal to have to meet once every half a month?"

"As long as she's happy, I'm even more happy, can't I?"

"I can give her everything she wants, and she will become more dependent on me, won't it?"

Xu Zhiheng's tone was unquestionable, and his expression was vaguely irritated. The old lady was stunned by what he said, thinking of his youth, knowing that he had complaints in his heart, and the anger was more than half.

She also wanted to open her mouth.

Just listen: "You don't have to think much. She is a good boy. Don't believe those words."

A word ended the argument.

Cen Simao didn't go to school at all, and truancy had already begun. He first met Gao Luyuan and made sure that they both obeyed the agreement. Yuan Gao Yuan glanced at her, turned away, and said nothing.

Cen Simiao snorted, took out the snack from the bag and started eating.

When you have no money, you can only bring your own dry food.

All day long, Cen Simiao was sitting still. She thought to herself that she would always have to make peace with Gao Luyuan, or she could not reach the original aunt. And at this time, Xu Zhiheng could not be told that the existence of the original aunt.

By that time, as soon as he found out the truth, she was embarrassed.

Is there any reason to live in the Xu family? If this is the case, Xu Zhiheng will not be seen. The current progress bar is at 10%, according to Xu Zhiheng's attitude towards her.

This progress bar is inaccurate.

But the system has repeatedly assured that no problem.

really.

The strategy is in the wrong direction.

Xu Zhiheng didn't want her to call her husband, she wanted to listen to her elders.

When she got home, she made an appointment with Gao Yuan and still met, or she was afraid that someone had already sneaked back to school. He was soothed that he didn't know where to go.

Seeing her unsatisfied, she whistled: "Let's go."

Cen Simiao looked up and drank water. Under the moonlight, her expression was already cold, and now she was even more lonely. Gao Luyuan glanced twice. She screwed the water bottle, put it back in her schoolbag, and exposed the snack bag.

He frowned, wondering, "Sure, you've been sitting here all day?"

Cen Simiao did not answer.

The first day of school was not moving, the two still came out as usual, the same as before, Gao Yuan went to play with him, Cen Simiao sat on a park bench and waited.

It was only when they met that Cen Simao approached before he turned around.

By the fourth day, the school had started to contact students. Neither of them answered. Gao Luyuan bent her eyes, feeling very happy, looking at Cen Simiao sideways: "You are almost out of luck."

She frowned: "Well."

Gao Luyuan was so happy just now that she was defeated by her cold-hearted attitude, and even tickled in her heart, and lost her temper at her: "Sitting all day, silly? Don't know to go out Play?"

Cen Simiao tells the truth: "No money."

This sentence ridiculed Gao Yuan.

On the last day, he took Cen Simiao out to play, sat down in an Internet cafe, and started playing games directly. From time to time, he shouted at Cen Simiao: "I've learned everything in my head, but nothing."

She frowned and looked over.

Competitive games have very high requirements for operation. Gao Luyuan's mouth boasted: "Look at it, I'll kill him now, and dare to hide aside, it's good for you, you see ... lie down!"

The character he operated on the screen was shot by a | gun | burst | head.

Gao Luyuan picked up the beer on the table, opened the ring, grunted, and scolded, "Fuck!"

Cen Simiao leaned over: "I can win."

He glanced at: "Which of yours is bragging than school?"

Cen Simiao: "I really can."

Gao Luyuan yelled, "If you **** can really win, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

She squinted her eyes, and before digging, she jumped first.

In fact, Cen Simiao really won.

Gao Lu Yuan Huo was suffocated in his chest and couldn't send it out. It hurts to look at her. Cen Simiao, just like she didn't notice it, bent her eyes: "Send me home, I'm too late today, I'm scared."

He turned and was ready to leave, whoever cared for her.

Cen Simiao pressed the phone and let out what he said.

"If you **** really win, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Yuan Gao's face turned blue.

For five days without class, the school could not reach anyone and had begun to find parents. Gao Luyuan's family was already angry and kept at the door, waiting for him to return.

Cen Simiao's guardian is Wei Jiyue.

First contacted her, she ignored it and shook off to Xu Zhiheng.

Xu Zhiheng was having a meeting and no one dared to bother. After the end, it was already more than nine in the evening. He drove back home and no one noticed that he was going to ask the servant, Cen Simiao, whether he was asleep, but received a call from his assistant.

Anger appeared on her face, but her voice was still low as usual: "Why didn't you say this kind of thing early? So late, what should happen to her?"

hang up the phone.

I picked up the car key and went out of the house. I was about to open the door, but I heard footsteps not far away, and there was a joke between men and women.

Cen Simao and Gao Luyuan walked side by side. He muttered a word from time to time, anyway, it was not a good word. Cen Simiao retorted a sentence, and he began to explode, and kept talking about it.

I was so annoyed that I took out my phone.

After turning on, there were many misses.

Before she could watch it, she called again and glanced.

Eyes suddenly widened.

It happened to be the number that sent the text message. "Hello."

My heart beats a few times, and there is a female voice over there, with a bit of meanness: "Did you remember what I said, stay with the Xu family, don't get in trouble, now you are mixing with Gao Luyuan, you Do you see me as a mother? "

Cen Simiao paused: "Mom?"

Over there: "Don't call my mom, I won't recognize you if you don't get things done."

Then there was no movement on the phone and the call was hung up.

Gao Luyuan didn't hear it beside her. She only heard her shouting Mom, her eyebrows frowned, and a sloppy lip on her lips: "What's the matter, I was bullied by my mother?"

Cen Simiao was so annoyed that he didn't want to ignore him, looked up to refute, but looked in the other direction, holding her back.

Xu Zhiheng's jacket was placed on his shoulders, his mouth held a cigarette, and he found out that the lighter ignited, the wind blew through, and the cigarette butts flickered. Eyes stared at her, as deep as the sea.

The voice was mild: "Come here."