All The Male Leads Have Blackened

The night was hazy under the light of the lamp, and seemed to be covered with mist, getting colder and colder. Cen Simiao showed a guilty expression on her face, she dared not look at him with her head down, and her feet seemed heavy.

Yuan Gao obliquely glanced at her, holding her head up, the red hair appeared darker in the night, a little weird, and he said: "Uncle Xu, I met her on the road, and it was too late to send her back . "

Xu Zhiheng hadn't finished smoking a cigarette, a section of soot dropped and looked at Cen Simiao.

The fundus is still mild.

Did not look at Gao Yuan.

I heard again: "It's quite late today. She must be tired for a day. Even if she skips class, you must not be too disciplined ..."

"Come here." Leng Buding interrupted.

Gao Lu didn't finish speaking Yuan, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, Xu Zhiheng's smile on his lips continued, his eyebrows were a bit more imposing and dark, making people involuntarily want to do what he said.

Cen Smiao was at a loss as to what to do, struggling to cling to the corners of her clothes, especially afraid of fear. Bending, I just couldn't open my legs, as if I didn't listen to her.

For the first time in this period of time, Gao Luyuan saw her look like that. He was so arrogant that he was in front of him.

How can this be like a child? There is no big deal in skipping classes.

Afraid of a fart.

He raised his breath, and was about to speak again.

"Come here." The tone was intolerable, especially harsh.

Xu Zhiheng choked the cigarette, stood upright, the cold wind blew past him, and reached the tip of Cen Simiao's nose. The smell of tobacco was cold.

She moved her steps and almost walked over.

When he was a few steps away, she was dragged over, and she hid subconsciously. Xu Zhiheng kept walking and looked back at her, showing a little anger.

Cen Simiao was honest, she bowed her shoulders and followed him silently.

The two were strong and obedient, and they looked at each other intimately together. The moonlight splattered on the back, which seemed to separate a barrier from others.

Gao Luyuan stood in place, his chin lifted, his mouth could not help but open his mouth, and the tip of his tongue slightly touched his upper teeth and snorted.

She was really powerful, so Xu Zhiheng treated her like her own family in these few days. Squinting his eyes, turning and walking back, he took a few steps to stop, his eyes showing anger.

"Dangdang", especially noisy in the silent night.

Severely toward the door next to it.

I also wanted to give Cen Simiao eyedrops and make Xu Zhiheng curse a few words. Seeing the situation just now, it is impossible at all. Damn, discipline his own child, and why should he anger him?

No scolding, but Cen Simiao directly hurt her leg.

Walking all the way to her room, in the darkness, Cen Simiao could feel Xu Zhiheng's tight body, exudes anger. His slightly heavy breathing sound was especially clear in his ears.

The light came on, and she couldn't adapt to it for a moment. Xu Zhiheng had let go of her, closed the door, and walked behind her. Cen Simiao turned subconsciously, but saw his back.

Hesitated.

He turned around suddenly.

Staring at Cen Simiao for a while, the anger in the eyebrows was pressed down a bit, and his expression was severe: "Why did he get together with him?"

She dared not look at her: "I just met her when I got home."

"A coincidence?" Sneered.

"Yes, just, coincidence ..." The voice trembled.

She still refused to tell the truth. She made Xu Zhiheng's heart more fierce, and tried hard to control the volume. She couldn't help getting higher: "It was a coincidence that you and him met when you came back. It was also a coincidence to skip class together. I saw you hugged him, even more by coincidence? "

Cen Simiao looked up violently, tears under her eyes, a look of grievance.

He was more angry: "Don't fool me with these coincidences."

His throat moved, his jaw was tight, his voice was low again, holding back his anger: "Tell me, what are you doing with him?"

She shed a few tears and choked. "No."

When Xu Zhiheng saw her tonight, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she still thought that the child had grown up and always wanted to make friends. It cannot be stopped. This is human nature, as long as it does not affect life, nothing is impossible.

I wanted her to come over and told her not to delay her studies, but Cen Simiao seemed to be too reluctant to come to him.

Yuan Gao, who was next to him, was still talking. Somehow, the anger in his heart surged up. On the way back to her, she was holding on to the anger and was going to talk about it.

She lied repeatedly.

Xu Zhiheng froze, and he could not find the gentle atmosphere in his body: "You don't have it, why would you come home with him? Is there anything else to say except coincidence?"

Cen Simiao's crying aggravated: "I shouldn't skip class. I will definitely study hard in the future and make up for the lessons in these days."

Xu Zhiheng frowned, listening to her saying a lot of things that should not delay her studies, only to feel upset: "I want you to answer what I ask you."

She paused.

He looked up at him, his eyes were simple, and he was not indifferent to the world, and said softly, "Sir, don't worry about this, okay. I won't skip class again, and it won't affect my study in the future."

Xu Zhiheng's jaw tightened, and he was about to speak, and suddenly his eyebrows narrowed. When he reached the tip of his tongue, he swallowed again. His eyes were lowered, his side face was illuminated by lights, and shadows appeared on the walls.

The throat moved and pursed his lips.

At first, she was worried that she would affect her education and even feel that making friends was not a problem. Why is she holding on to making friends now?

He raised his eyes, Cen Simiao was crying in a low voice, and his cheeks were red, which made him want to bully.

Look back: "Three hours penalty."

The voice was cold, but the anger was still heard.

Cen Smiao hardly came through gritted her teeth. She was facing the door, Xu Zhiheng was sitting on the sofa, just looking at her back. The two stayed there until midnight.

After that, she was picked up by the driver. The car could not leave without watching her enter the school gate.

Back home from school every day, Xu Zhiheng was waiting for her on the sofa, sitting beside her with a file, staring at her to write an exercise. The requirements are particularly strict.

Cen Simiao is particularly uncomfortable, such as sitting on a needle felt.

Immediately after the move, Xu Zhiheng's eyes swept over. She was tired of her coquettishness, and the response was still indifferent. He managed more than before, but his attitude became particularly cold.

She was like a child who used to eat candy, and was suddenly told that she would never have sugar in the future. She was aggrieved, but did not dare to say a word.

Text messages on mobile phones have been increasing.

Cen Simiao didn't bother to watch, because Xu hadn't returned, and the text message started to make it clearer. Ask Xu Zhiheng directly who hasn't met at home.

I coaxed her later and gave her the reward she wanted last time after she said it.

It looks like this is not the first time. The original hostess actually started so early. She just started guessing who sent the text message and thought it was a scumbag at school.

It's amazing.

It is estimated that the original owner's suicide will be inseparable from her mother-in-law. Otherwise, how could the original owner have just died shortly before she will quickly and accurately appear in front of Xu Zhiheng and quickly get the company's senior management.

Cen Simiao returned the 仨 word, I don't know.

Immediately after the phone call came, there was a curse over there, and his lips were very sharp.

Cen Simiao hung up.

For several days, the original mother-in-law kept calling to harass. She didn't pull it black, she just turned it to mute. Gao Lu Yuan noticed that he had passed by after class and sarcastically said, "This is under the control of that Uncle Xu. It's really severe. I'm afraid you'll lose it."

Cen Simiao nodded: "Yeah."

He froze, snorted, and sat down, yanking the red hair on his head. Liu Muyi came in just outside the classroom, holding his cup in his hand and filling it with hot water.

Seeing them come together, his eyes changed.

With a smile on his mouth, he placed the water bottle on his table: "What are you talking about? I was so stupid some time ago, how did you make peace again now."

Gao Lu suddenly raised her eyes: "Which **** eye do you see me waiting for?"

Liu Muyi raised her eyebrows and said, "I saw both eyes."

He was impatient: "Go away."

Liu Muyi smiled on his lips and didn't bother him, but happily approached him. When I turned around, I just remembered and said to Cen Simiao, "I almost forgot, I ca n’t write a paper, you can help me see it. It's on the table, I will submit it in a while, fill it out for me Go. "

She blinked.

As soon as Cen Simiao was about to speak, the text message sounded again, and she frowned. Gao Lu Yuan sneered: "Sure enough, eating people are soft-spoken. From time to time, text messages are sent, and they must report where they are."

She pursed her lips. "Shut up for me."

He straightened up, raised his chin, and suddenly came to the spirit: "What's the matter, aren't you arguing? I'm not telling the truth? If you want to refute me, you can skip class with me again, and my **** you."

Yuan Gao laughed at his face.

She felt his puberty was fierce and frowned and didn't want to deal with it. She slipped her hands, but saw the text message Uehara Aunt said she wanted to meet her.

Cen Simiao shuddered.

Ten o'clock in the morning, Zero Island Coffee Shop.

For a few days in the past, Cen Simiao was in class at school, and turned around to see that Gao Luyuan's position was really empty. During the class, she hid in a corner, found a number and dialed out casually: "Handsome guy, don't forget to play a game specially designed for you."

There was a strange voice over there, and a laugh: "I never forget the beauty, rest assured."

Hanging up the phone, she took out the newly purchased card and broke it.

The original mother-in-law sat on the deck before ten o'clock, holding her phone all the time, frowning slightly. Looking at the text message to Cen Simiao, she became less controllable than before, and seemed to have an opinion on her.

I didn't want to meet each other, but I was afraid that Cen Simao would have other thoughts in her heart, which would get in the way.

By ten o'clock, no figure had been seen. She was about to call Cen Simiao, but suddenly she heard: "Hello, can you sit here?"

I looked up impatiently and refused, and the eyebrow was a handsome man with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She froze and did not speak, but the man sat down in the air.

Raise your hand to call the waiter.

Men are particularly able to speak, seeing the original mother-in-law's refusal, showing a smiley face, gentle words, and occasionally boasting about her. The original aunt didn't let him change places for a while, and looked at the door, Cen Simiao hadn't arrived yet.

It doesn't hurt to sit for a while.

The two talked very well, and the original aunt laughed several times. The man had been sitting opposite her, and now he was leaning beside her by a magical head. The two men's heads were together, staring at what he was holding.

Outsiders seem particularly close.

Gao Luyuan stood at the door and walked two steps forward. Looking up at table 15, he saw a man and a woman. He frowned, thinking it was Cen Simiao, and walked with his lips pursed.

The woman suddenly looked up and laughed.

Footsteps stopped momentarily.

In the middle of the night, Cen Simiao stayed in the room, the light was still on, and she stared at the mobile phone without moving. The drowsiness was getting heavier. Xu Zhiheng stayed with her a while ago and finished her story waiting for her to fall asleep. Just change the habit of staying up until three o'clock.

She blinked and blinked a few times, thinking she was too sleepy.

The light went off suddenly.

Instantly the room was dark, and only the screen of the phone was left on.

After more than an hour, Cen Simiao was still asleep after turning over and over, and she got up and put on her coat, and went to the living room. She was shaking so cold that she carefully took the cup and went to pick up the water.

Mobile phone lighting.

The cup was placed on the table, and the head was preparing to drink. Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, a call came in, and he bent his eyes.

"--Hey."

There was still a temper, and for a long time she didn't talk about the topic, but just scolded her. Cen Simiao was impatient: "You said you were my mother, but I ..."

Stop talking.

The cell phone illuminated a small area, and a shadow was cast on the wall. She stood behind the table, behind the stairs, on which stood a tall man, almost covering her shadow.

Cen Simiao shivered.

The nasal sound worsened and suddenly choked: "I have never seen you again for more than ten years. Everyone else has a mother, and I have it too, but I can't find it."

Her hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and she touched her thumb and hung up, crying more and more distressing: "Mom, where are you, I miss you so much. I can only pretend that you are talking to me, you appear Look at me. "

"Mom, why don't you want me?"

The footsteps sounded behind her. She was as frightened as she was frightened. She turned around. Xu Zhiheng was wearing home clothes, her hair was loose, and she had no seriousness during the day.

Looking at Cen Simiao, Meiyu could not see the emotion.

She seemed to be found secret, her emotions broke down, and she burst into tears, and hugged Xu Zhiheng tightly: "They don't want me anymore. Am I annoying?"

"Never want me."

There were a pair of arms tightening around her waist, stroking her back to comfort her, Xu Zhiheng's eyes fluttered, and there was a crying cry in her ears.

Fingertips wiped the teardrops on her cheek, and Cen Simiao twitched, her body trembling a little. There was regret in his eyes. In the dark place where there were only two people, he was gentle and strong and full of possessiveness: "It's better to stay with me than you are anywhere."