Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Her eyelashes trembled lightly, her eyes filled with moisture, pitiful and cute.

He was bewitched and kissed her eyelid.

"Go back and rest early." His voice was very dumb.

"Okay." Like a frightened little rabbit, she disappeared instantly.

There was a faint smell of milk on her nose, which was a bit sweet.

Song Ci's throat is itchy, he is addicted to cigarettes, and wants to smoke another one.

He didn't restrain himself, took one out and held it in his mouth.

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Jiang Yulu didn't sleep today, so she just stood in front of Ruan Xihe's bed and waited.

"Let's let." Ruan Xihe came back with a basin, and she didn't let go.

"Have you come back after having a wave with the wild man?" When he said, it was an uncultivated horror.

"Are you sick?" Ruan Xihe frowned.

"You dare to scold me!"

"What's wrong with me scolding you? You owe you scolding." Ruan Xihe sneered. With this disdainful energy, he learned a hundred percent from Song Ci.

Jiang Yi picked up Ruan Xi and a red ceramic cup on the head of the bed and smashed it to the ground, falling apart.

Ruan Xihe's expression did not change, but he spoke calmly: "You buy this cup for eight yuan, and you can lose it."

There are 12 little girls sleeping in a dormitory, and the others are nestled in their own quilts, completely unmixed.

An orphanage is a place where you can only see the warmth and coldness of the world, and the children who grow up there are hard-hearted you can't imagine.

They are more mature than their peers, colder than their peers, and how well-behaved their pretenders are, and how cold-blooded and ruthless their queens are.

"I'm going to tell the dean's mother to let her drive you out!" Jiang Yuyi rushed out, the door panel was thrown so loudly, the old glass windows seemed to tremble.

Ruan Xihe rolled her eyes and didn't care about people at all. First of all, the dean's mother would not drive her out, and secondly, she did not have a puppy love.

She wouldn't scan the fragments in this place, just as evidence, and let the dean's mother see how bad temper Jiang Yulai is.

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The dean's mother came to talk to Ruan Xihe the next morning, and asked the other children to go out first.

"Ruan Ruan, you are the smartest child I have ever seen. There are many things, the dean's mother believes that you have a sense of measure in your heart."

Ruan Xihe lowered his head, and the crying child had candy to eat.

She is not stupid, she is also, and even she can do better than others. When she raised her head, her eyes were red with tears in her eyes: "Mother Dean, Jiang Lai smashed my cup and wronged my early love. I just finished the entrance examination yesterday, so there is no time to fall in love."

She was not the type of tears, but she endured it to the extreme, her tears gathered, and she fell one by one from the middle of her eyes.

It's so beautiful that you can't help it!

The dean’s mother was so cruel to talk about her in an instant, and she hugged Ruan Xihe into her arms distressedly: "Guy Ruan, don’t cry, don’t cry, the dean’s mother didn’t mean to blame you, the dean’s mother will give you one tomorrow. The new beautiful water cup, let the hen to apologize to you, okay?"

Adults can criticize, but children must be kind, so that they can be liked by adults. The more adults love you, the more love you will get.

So Ruan Xi and crying shoulders trembled, they hugged the dean’s mother’s neck hard, and said with a thick nasal voice: “Actually, I blamed me for being bad. She misunderstood her, so she came over and smashed the water glass. It’s okay to file a complaint with you, dean’s mother, when the cup was splashed, it didn’t scratch me or other children.”

The dean’s mother felt distressed and angry after hearing this, and patted her back to comfort her: "Don’t cry, don’t cry, this time is really too much. Ruan Ruan is here for a meeting, and the dean’s mother will let her come now. You apologize!"

After the dean's mother went out, Ruan Xihe covered her face with her hands, and seemed to be wiping tears in sadness, but in fact the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Every drop of her tears was not in vain.

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