Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"He said it." Lu Shenxing lowered his head to look at the academic report in his hand.

My mother had to pick up their sisters personally and asked them to get a piece. This time, the research institute asked for so many days of leave, and I had to work overtime again when I went back and stop sleeping.

He sighed silently in his heart.

Wan Yu frowned and got into the car with her husband.

The bodyguard closed the door.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Shenyun came back slowly.

His face was a little cold, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Wan Yu asked aloud: "What's wrong, A Yun?"

"It's nothing." Lu Shenxing closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat without speaking. This meant refusing to communicate.

Children have their own ideas when they are older, and there is no way to talk about them.

I just found it strange that this orphanage was originally small and small in scale, but when passing by, Ayun suddenly said that he should come here to have a look.

They just got out of the car, why are they in a bad mood now?

......

Only after the dean’s mother sent the person away did she have time to deal with other things. For example, did Ruan Ruan really fall in love?

Some people say that Ruan Xihe went back to the house without going to dinner at night, and the dean’s mother found him in person.

When Ruan Xi and someone came in, they sat down immediately.

She closed the door and moved the only small wooden chair in the house and placed it next to Ruan Xihe's bed.

The language is very strong and earnest.

"I heard you say, did you talk about boyfriends?"

"No talk." She did not fall in love now.

"Okay, I see." The dean's mother began to care about her health and performance.

"Don't you ask about that?" Ruan Xi and himself were a little surprised, why didn't you ask?

"Ruan Ruan said that if there is no, then there is no. The dean's mother believes Ruan Ruan."

Ruan Xihe smiled. This is the gentlest and best person in the Sunshine Orphanage.

The dean's mother was still busy, and went out before staying long.

She closed her eyes and went to bed. She will get up early tomorrow, and she will go to class again.

......

The day before the college entrance examination, the school as the examination room is closed. They do not use the school, so they have classes as usual.

When I came back from get out of class in the afternoon, I saw a black pulling fan car parked not far away.

Song Ci leaned on the motorcycle and smiled at her.

She walked over: "Why are you here? Don't you have the college entrance examination tomorrow?"

"Get in the car and accompany me out for a meal." Song Ci didn't look like a college entrance examination candidate, and handed the helmet to Ruan Xihe.

"Okay." She carried her schoolbag, put her helmet on, and climbed onto his locomotive.

There is no place to hold this kind of car, and she can only hug Song Ci's waist hard every time.

He rode very fast today.

Song Ci didn't take her to a very high-end western restaurant, but went to a slow shaking quiet bar.

The environment is very good and elegant, and there are guitarists on the stage holding the piano and slowly singing folk songs.

"The season is fast in this age

Many flowers bloom

The wind lingers and the clouds are in a daze

The beauty is closed at the gate

Waiting for someone to pick it up

Slowly understand"

As soon as the person's hoarse voice rang, she raised her head and listened very carefully.

The lyrics of this song are so beautiful.

Seeing her look like this, Song Ci felt a little funny: "This is their best song in residence here."

"Very good, what is it called?"

""Red Rose"."

"If it's a red rose, then I would like it better." Ruan Xihe chuckled lightly.

There are not many people in the quiet bar, and more people come to eat than have fun. Everyone is very quiet by appointment.

"Do you like red roses?" Song Ci chuckled lightly.

Ruan Xihe was dissatisfied with his attitude: "What are you laughing at, can't I like red roses!"

"Yes, but it seems that only mature and charming women like red roses. You are a kid who likes red roses. It's fun." Song Ci tilted his head and looked at her.

Ruan Xi was very friendly and didn't want to talk to him.

Song Ci knew that he had offended her again, so he leaned over and poked her cheek with his finger with a smiley face. Hey, it was soft and soft like a white-faced bun!

I couldn't hold back it, my hand was cheap, and I poked it twice!

"Hey, don't poke me!" She covered her face, with a little baby fat on it, which made her even more lovely when she covered it.

Although Song Ci still had itchy hands, he still closed his hands and couldn't bully the little girl.

"Do you often come to places like this?" she asked, just as it happened on stage.

"The flowers are already blooming and no one comes

It's not strange at all

I sway with the wind and rain at night

I cry when I see the sun

I am such a beautiful red rose

It's not in vain to come back in spring

Blooming until dark makes passersby drunk

Treat yourself withered indifferently

......"

Song Ci took a sip of iced watermelon juice while biting his straw.

"I don't come often, but occasionally." Song Ci turned the lighter in his hand.

I ordered two steaks just now and I haven't served them yet.

Ruan Xihe drank orange juice in his cup. This thing was fresh, but it didn't really taste good.

She wanted to reluctantly drink it by herself, but after taking a bite, she gave up. This thing was not good at all.

Seeing her pushing the drink aside, Song Ci raised his eyebrows: "Don't like drinking this?"

"This is not very tasty."

"Then you drink mine." Song Ci didn't think so much, pushing his watermelon juice in front of her.

The expression on the little girl's face was a bit wrong, and then her small face flushed, even her eyes fluttered a little, she dodged and didn't dare to look at him, Jiao Song Ci's throat was itchy slightly.

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