How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

Over the next two hours, Chuichi told him three more stories.

She is very suitable for storytelling. The speed of her speech is not fast or slow, she speaks, her voice is soft and comfortable, and the language is also very personal.

In addition to the end of the story, we will summarize some wonderful poison chicken soup.

After a few hours, Lu Jiaheng had a new understanding of her peculiar angle of seeing the problem.

At the beginning, he will talk about the last time, trying to struggle, such as-

"No, the little prince is not like this."

or--

"Little Gardenia, Cinderella is not a fool, nor is her stepmother."

as well as--

"Julie's parents did not let her fall in love with Romeo because she was only thirteen, not because she was not allowed to fall in love early."

Chuichi had a serious saying: "But Juliet was only thirteen years old, Romeo put it now as a pervert who likes Lori, and more seriously, he will be sentenced to prison."

"..."

It seemed that an arrow was flying across the sky, and with a pop, Master Lu subconsciously touched his knee.

He held his chin for a moment and slowly said, "He may just want to temporarily Plato and wait for Juliet to grow up."

Hatsuri frowned: "Then he is also a scumbag. At first, he likes Rosaland. Seeing Juliet looks good, she wants to chase her."

"..."

Lu Jiaheng was speechless: "...you are right."

This feels very novel, as if originally thought it was a little white rabbit, but suddenly one day, it was discovered that this rabbit will also transform into a superman.

At the end of the day, Hiroshi's voice was dumb, and two more bags of milk were drawn from the schoolbag, one for each person.

After just hanging in the air for more than three hours, the power supply was finally restored. The rescue fire and police all stood at the head and tail of the ropeway, confirming that all passengers on the ropeway were all down.

As soon as the cable car stopped and the door opened, Chuichi first jumped down and then helped Lu Jiaheng to help him get down.

Cheng Yi looked next to him, and felt that his shock was too much for his mother. His relationship between His Royal Highness Prince and his little cute sister developed rapidly.

He grinned, but he couldn't help **** talk: "Oh, our school girl is so considerate."

Churi turned his head and looked serious: "The seniors are afraid of heights."

Cheng Yi froze: "Ah?"

Lu Jiaheng took the hand extended by Chu Garden and stooped out of the cable car very frankly, like a bride in a sedan chair. He nodded and said seriously: "I'm afraid of heights."

Cheng Yi: "..."

You're so **** tall.

After three hours of hung up, no one had any intention to play. The northern day of October was short and the sky was dim. They got off the ropeway or the top of the mountain and wanted to go on their own.

Chu Garden and Lu Jiaheng were okay. Chu Garden had a lot of food in the schoolbag. They also ate some in the cable car. Lin Tong and Cheng Yi were so hungry that they were conscious, and they grabbed two egg yolks for a while.

After a tossing down, Cheng Yi and Lin Tong were also quite familiar. Cheng Yi held an egg yolk pie in one hand and a bag of milk in another, and said indistinctly: "This is definitely my most meaningful trip in more than 20 years. Let me fully appreciate the suffering of life."

The Cangyan Mountain Scenic Area is not big. On the way down the mountain, I just saw the Xuankong Temple. The night is about to come. The bridge tower stands above the arch bridge. The sky is foggy above, and the cliff is below.

The two-story ancient building has wings flying. At this time, the hall has been lit with warm yellow lights, which are blocked by the frame of the window, which penetrates into the shadow, which is another kind of scenery compared to the daytime.

After returning to the hotel, the four people were exhausted physically and mentally. At the first dinner, they almost yawned and ate a few sips. She asked Lin Tong for a room card. She didn’t want to take a bath and went to bed. Just sleep.

I was just thinking about sleeping for an hour, but this awakening came to me at almost nine o'clock in the evening.

When she woke up, there was only a small light in the room, her hand stretched out sideways, and she felt a warm thing.

Chuchi opened his eyes with a yawn, squinting past.

Lu Jiaheng was sitting on the other end of the bed, looking at her with a smile.

The lamp on his side was on, not very bright, and he was half-covered by his body, just blocking the piece of Hakuchi pillow.

"..."

Chuichi turned his head blankly.

Lin Tong was sitting at the end of the bed with a deck of cards in his hand, and there were a lot of pokers on the bed. When she saw that she was awake, Lin Tong threw out two cards: "Wake up? Right k."

Cheng Yi took a chair and sat by the bed: "Wow, you guys look at your next house, farmer, I am a farmer! We are a group! The one opposite is the landlord! You put me two cards. !Yes to a."

Chuichi yawned, supported the bed and sat up, reaching out to see Master Lu's card next to him.

Lu Jiaheng retracted his gaze, and held the hand of the card to the side, so that she could see it.

Churi sat against the head of the bed, wiped his eyes, and wowed.

Lin Tong and Cheng Yi suddenly tightened their eyes and entered a state of alert.

Master Lu Shao slender fingers crossed the cards slowly, throwing out four q, flirting and said: "Explode."

"..."

"Yes 2."

"..."

At this time, Lu Jiaheng had five cards left in his hand, and Cheng Yi sneered: "You continue to pretend."

Lu Jiaheng didn't speak, and suddenly became quiet, his movements paused, and he tilted the hand of the playing card to the beginning of the garden.

Hakuchi blinked, looking at him unclearly.

Lu Jiaheng chuckled softly, his voice softly: "You come."

Cheng Yi rolled his eyes.

When Chuichi heard the words, he obediently stretched out a hand and pinched the card with his fingertips on the card in his hand.

She sat next to him, her arms stretched out against his arms, the person just woke up, there was still water in the corners of her eyes, and her earlobe was pink.

The movement is also a bit slow, pumping out one by one.

Lu Jiaheng was not in a hurry. He leaned slightly closer to the past and held his hand in front of her, waiting patiently for her to finish drawing.

She took one and threw it on the bed, and he read one, not in a hurry, as if it was late in the evening.

"7."

"Eight."

"9."

"10."

"J."

Exactly five.

"..."

Cheng Yi threw the card desperately on the bed, and he didn't want to see the couple of dogs and men on the bed in half eyes: "Zip the brake."

Master Cheng said no war or no war, lying on a chair and lying down for a while, and then thumped again, but in the end it was more and more defeated and more and more courageous. Lu Jiaheng was reluctant to go back to bed and stayed sleepless.

Early the next morning, several people fell asleep and sorted things out again.

There were too many things that happened the day before, and I didn’t have much thought to look around. I walked around the places I didn’t read and played in the morning. I pulled out my luggage and checked out in the afternoon.

Chuichi was already ready to take the bus, but the little girl dragged the small box and took two steps forward. She was pulled back by the collar like a chicken.

Lu Jiaheng raised an eyebrow: "Where?"

Hatsumi pointed to the bus that was almost full: "Take a bus."

Lu Jiaheng leaned down slightly, took the little trolley case from her hand, and chind up toward the dark grey private car that had been quietly parked there: "Go on this."

The car's window was covered with a reflective film. From the outside, it couldn't see the inside, and it looked gloomy and lifeless.

Chuchi looked around for a while and turned his head with a serious expression: "No way, senior, you can't take a black car."

"..."

Lu Jiaheng raised his lips, dragged the small box and walked over there: "It's okay, this black car driver was just beaten by me, and now he's very well-behaved."

As soon as his voice fell, the driver's seat window slowly lowered by half. Lin Bai Yang Hei had a handsome face with no quality, and he said: "My son Lu Jiaheng heard it!"

Chuichi: "..."

Cheng Yi smiled cheaply and walked over to pretend to be surprised: "Oh! My opposite bed! Why are you here my opposite bed!" As he opened the co-pilot door, he sat up.

Lu Jiaheng opened the trunk and tucked in the first tow bar and schoolbag.

In the back row of the three people, Lu Jiaheng and Lin Tong were on the side. At the beginning, Gardenia was small and sat consciously in the middle.

In fact, Chuichi quite likes to sit in the middle. She feels that the middle position has a wide view and she can see the road ahead.

This **** man who was mistaken for a black car driver by Chuchi was also a tuberculosis, but his tuberculosis was also accompanied by indirect irritability. He said, he didn't know which words touched his anger.

The central idea of ​​the one way is probably-you go out and play, even if my mother wants to pick you up and then go back. I am your driver? How much do you charge me?

Chuichi felt really embarrassed. After all, the event was organized by them. The two of them were also brought by her. They quickly explained their apologies and expressed gratitude.

Lin Baiyang was originally scolding Cheng Yi, but did not expect so much. After listening to the girl, he was a little embarrassed.

The little girl was sitting upright in the middle, her upper body leaning forward slightly, and her dark eyes looked at him from the reversing mirror, thank you very sincerely.

Lin Baiyang has always been a person who is extremely incapable of dealing with girls. After being stared at for so long and hot, everything started to be wrong, and the ears quickly began to become hot and red, and there was a tendency to spread upward.

But it is clear that he has a good impression of Chuichi, and her tone of reply is rare and peaceful: "It's okay, these two forces are just tossing people. I'm used to it."

Chuchi just wanted to speak, and suddenly his left shoulder sank.

She closed her mouth and looked over.

Lu Jiaheng rested her chin on her shoulder, raised her eyes slightly to look at her, sagged the corners of her eyes, and pursed her lips.

The pupils are dark, the lips are pale, and the voice is languid, indifferently pretentious: "It's okay, a little motion sickness."

Cheng Yi: "..."

Lin Boyang: "..."

You **** did not watch your motion sickness when your soul drifted on the track.

Cheng Yi watched the whole process, and at this time, he looked up at the ignorant face and raised his hand to speak: "Who are you eating Laotan pickled beef noodles? How do I feel there is sour taste in this car?"

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