Raiders of Abuse Scum

An Ning said to the nanny: "Prepare two lunches for me tomorrow."

The nanny thought that An Ning was for Wu Heng, so she nodded to show that she understood.

After dinner, An Ning went upstairs to play games for a while, and then went to bed.

When you wake up in the morning, breakfast is ready and on the table.

The water vapor mixed with the aroma of rice, the fried dough sticks came out of the pan, exuding an alluring aroma. In front of the white porridge was An Ning's favorite cold dish.

An Ning picked up her chopsticks and took a few bites. She stopped when she felt about eighty percent full, wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, picked up the lunch box prepared by the nanny and went out.

The Wu family's car was already waiting at the door. After An Ning got in the car, she put the lunch bag on the seat beside her.

Wu Heng played games until two o'clock last night and was already sleepy. After seeing the tranquility, he closed his eyes again and continued to sleep.

When An Ning woke up, she was already at school. Wu Heng was still sleeping. He even snored slightly because he slept too deeply. He knew at a glance that he stayed up late playing games again last night.

Looking at this, he goes to the classroom to sleep.

A classroom with hard tables and hard benches is not as comfortable as sleeping in a car.

An Ning did not wake up Wu Heng, but turned to the driver and said, "Uncle Li, call him again in the first period."

The driver nodded, indicating that he understood. Then An Ning opened the car door and walked towards the school.

It was a bit cold this morning, so An Ning wore a white shirt, sky blue jeans, and a pair of white shoes that were very popular recently.

The shape of the white shirt is slightly waisted, which just outlines the peaceful and slender waist and the slightly undulating girlish lines. The blue jeans are slightly wider. Viewed from the back, the shadowy figure cannot be seen clearly, and the tall waist The curves and straight hips fully exposed the advantages of An Ning's long legs.

When An Ning arrived in the classroom, all the students in the class had already arrived, and the English teacher was reading on the podium.

An Ning's action of opening the door was very abrupt, but the teacher and classmates were already used to it, so they paused and continued. An Ning came to her seat very naturally, put down her bag, took out her mobile phone, and spent this long hour. .

Jiang Chengyang noticed An Ning when An Ning appeared at the door of the classroom.

When he arrived at the dormitory last night, Jiang Chengyang was told by his roommates who An Ning was.

She comes from a wealthy family and has a good family background. She is a person that even her class teacher and grade teachers dare not mess with. She has no other friends except those who are in her circle. Such a person must have never suffered, been tired, or been scolded by others. Miss Jiao.

Jiang Chengyang's upper bunk said to Jiang Chengyang with a confused look on his face: "I always thought that An Ning had a bad temper. I didn't expect that she wouldn't be angry when you said that to her today."

"Fuck, I was so scared that I almost peed. I thought the two of them were going to fight."

What followed was some chattering gossip. Jiang Chengyang didn't listen and didn't want to hear it. It was just some superficial assertions that looked at the inside through the appearance.

An Ning tied her hair into a small bun today, with strands of broken hair scattered on both sides of her face. The morning sunlight exuded a charming orange color like oranges, hitting the side of An Ning's face, as if it were the last century. Like the old photos, they are full of the heaviness accumulated by the years.

Jiang Chengyang glanced at An Ning, then closed his eyes, lowered his head and continued to memorize words.

Unlike people like An Ning who have a mine at home and don't have to worry about their future even if they don't do well in studies, his only future is studying.

During the fourth class in the morning, An Ning was very An Ning and kept looking at her mobile phone. Although she didn't study, she didn't mean to disturb other people's studies. Jiang Chengyang always hated students who didn't study, but students like An Ning who didn't like to study , but Jiang Chengyang couldn't dislike it.

In the last class, the teacher held the class for a while, and by the time the class was over, the teaching building was already empty and there were not many people there.

Because I was worried that I would be late and there would be no food in the cafeteria, there was a burst of wolf crying and ghostly howling in the classroom.

Jiang Chengyang didn't have a meal card, so he didn't join in the fun. He planned to wait until everyone had left before going to the supermarket to buy food.

Jiang Chengyang picked up the exercise book and was about to kill some time by doing some questions when a lunch box suddenly appeared in front of him.

A slender white finger poked the lunch box in front of Jiang Chengyang bit by bit.

Jiang Chengyang looked in the direction of the lunch box and saw An Ning's eyes that were as bright and clear as the sky washed by heavy summer rain.

Because the light was behind her, her face looked unreal, except for a pair of eyes that shone brightly, like gems under the spotlight. The waves were flowing and beautiful.

Jiang Chengyang lowered his eyes to suppress the surprise in his eyes, and said in an indifferent tone, "What is this?"

The young man's eyes were extremely black, like the deepest abyss of the sea without any light entering, with a fatal coldness and chill. The sense of oppression spread instantly, and his peaceful breathing seemed to be held by invisible hands. Difficulty breathing.

An Ning looked at Jiang Chengyang's face that showed no emotion, anger, sorrow, or joy, thought for a moment, and said, "Thank you, you treated me to instant noodles yesterday, and I'll treat you to lunch today."

An Ning's voice was very soft, with the unique accent of a little girl, soft, like the soft cry of a kitten, very touching.

Jiang Chengyang's eyes stared at An Ning for a moment, and An Ning looked back at Jiang Chengyang with a calm expression.

His eyes were clean and calm, as if the two of them were in an equal relationship.

Jiang Chengyang picked up the lunch box in front of him and opened it.

Three dishes, one soup and one rice, it's a very simple home-cooked meal, but it can be seen from the particularly attractive aroma that the ingredients inside are very sophisticated and all of them are valuable.

Jiang Chengyang picked up the chopsticks and ate quickly, one bite after another. After finishing the meal, he even waited for An Ning to finish, then took the bowls and chopsticks to the sink, washed them and sent them back.

Jiang Chengyang's indifferent face had some expressions that An Ning couldn't see clearly, and his black pupils were filled with emotions that An Ning couldn't understand. He just heard him say: "Thank you."

An Ning wanted to say you're welcome, but Jiang Chengyang's eyes were filled with emotions she couldn't understand. The words 'you're welcome' were stuck in her throat, and An Ning couldn't say them out.

An Ning took the bowls and chopsticks handed over by Jiang Chengyang, put them back in the bag, and slept on the table as usual.

In the evening, An Ning went home with Wu Heng.

When I got home, I found that An Chengya was back.

An Chengya's appearance is in line with the current public imagination of a president. He has a gentle and elegant face, with a sense of age and unique charm accumulated over the years, and gentleness to the bones.

Because his eyes are so clear and transparent, An Chengya is afraid that he won't be able to overwhelm others, so he usually wears a pair of gold-rimmed flat glasses, just to block his eye-catching eyes and add a sense of oppression.

It has been a full month since An Chengya went home last time.

Because the company recently encountered a problem, An Chengya flew all the way around every day and woke up every day to work. Even if he wanted to call An Ning, it was already late at night when he finished his work, so he could only give up.