Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Professor, you misunderstood, that we are friends, not dating."

"I see."

"No, I did have a relationship with him before, but we have broken up and separated, and I haven't... cheated."

Ruan Xihe has a headache.

"Hey, I understand, I understand." The old relationship was revived, but I heard that they hugged very tightly at the door of the classroom. They all said that it was like shooting an idol drama.

Okay, I can't explain clearly this is...

"Thank you professor, you don't need to make a statement." Ruan Xihe, who was tired, could only say this.

"Hey, keep a low profile." This is an old professor's earnest instruction to his students.

He doesn't care about changing students, that is, Ruan Xihe is really good, and those two men are not simple, so he mentions her.

Ruan Xihe went down to pack things, and suddenly a classmate came in and called her.

"Ruan."

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xihe didn't give herself an English name, so the classmates here always called her that.

"The classmates of the hip-hop club seem to have something to do with you."

"Oh, okay thanks."

Ruan Xihe took his book and bag and walked over.

"Hi, Nguyen."

"What's wrong?" She has always participated in club activities normally, and this is the first time they have come out of the hole to find her.

"Are you free this afternoon?"

It's already around 5:10, and there are still a bunch of live treasures waiting at her house!

"I'm not free today, I have something to do at home, I should be able to do it tomorrow." Ruan Xihe told the truth.

"Okay, then tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Ruan Xihe is still very cautious, she doesn't do strange things.

"Our school has hired a very, very powerful musician. Hasn't our school been studying the fusion of classical music and modern times for the past few years? You are talented and adaptable. I will go to the multimedia music classroom over there tomorrow night to integrate with them. Look, this afternoon is mainly to chat with other masters in the past to increase the familiarity, so that the integration will be faster in the next few days."

Ruan Xihe nodded, it's nothing, you can participate.

"No, am I alone?"

"Xu Zixiao is with you." The president is also very diligent. These are the two best seedlings in the hip-hop club. The main thing is that this time there are also the classical dance club, the ballet, and the chorus. It's a hodgepodge, each club will definitely send out its best players, so our hip-hop club can't lose, and we have to send the best players.

"Row."

"You can listen to the song "Flight of the Bumble Bee" when you go home. The piano version is like a violin. You can dance this tomorrow night."

As soon as the president said it, Ruan Xihe stiffened.

"Are you kidding me? Hip-hop with this song?"

When she first came across this song when she was playing the game Rhythm Master, "Flying Bumblebee" was a hell-level difficulty, and she couldn't imagine dancing with such a fast and serious song that wasn't hip-hop at all... ...

"So it's fusion! Okay! Come on baby!"

After the president finished speaking, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, so he ran quickly, okay, get one, now go to deceive brother Xu Zixiao!

Ruan Xihe:  …

"It should be very interesting to dance jazz or dance with this guy." 044 helped her out with advice very seriously.

Ruan Xihe now uses less and less of the basic functions of the system. On the one hand, 044 is very pleased with her growth, but on the other hand, she is also a little disappointed. There is a sense of gap that is not needed.

However, Ruan Xihe will deliberately cultivate 044 to evaluate and look at many things with a moral concept.

"Well, you can try it when you go back at night."

Ruan Xihe sighed and walked out.

There is a lot going on every day.

Yan Fufeng stood in front of the car holding a bunch of red roses and waited for her.

As soon as he saw someone, he immediately handed her the rose and carefully opened the car door for her.

After Ruan Xihe sat in, he followed him in, and inserted the iced milk tea into the straw and handed it to her.

"Wow, uncle, you are so kind."

"Uncle Cheng isn't here. I tried the flavors from several stores and bought it. It's cold now, so don't drink too much."

"Okay!" She put the flowers aside and drank the milk tea with peace of mind.

It seems to have a sense of déjà vu.

Back then, she worked in Moro, and every day after get off work, he came to pick him up in person, roses, strawberries, milk tea, small gifts, surprises every day, and now it seems to be...

Today is a box of Guerlain flash diamond turntable lipsticks, a total of 15 sticks, which are absolutely amazing for sisters, the ceiling of the delicate world, this sense of ceremony, tsk tsk tsk!

"It's so beautiful!"

"Just like it." He also pays attention to these brands because he has a little girl in his heart. Whenever there is something better looking, he will buy it back and give it to her.

This habit has remained.

"This leather shell looks good, I want to paint it for you Yan Liuliu."

Yan Fufeng was a little embarrassed, but Ruan Xihe raised the grille without saying a word.

This is down!

"how about this?"

He generally does not refuse her requests.

Ruan Xihe was only in the color of rock candy and persimmon.

This color is not suitable for autumn and winter, it is very summer, but she likes it very much.

"Okay." He let it go.

Ruan Xihe smiled lowly: "Then I'm going to start!"

"good."

With Yan Fufeng's answer, she half-kneeled on the car seat and approached him.

When applying lipstick to herself, her hand was very steady, but when she applied it to Yan Fufeng, she was somewhat unable to do so. In addition, the car was still moving and swaying, she was really afraid that it would be damaged by others!

Ruan Xihe threw the shell aside, pinched his chin with one hand, forcing the man to slightly raise his head, holding the lipstick in his right hand, lightly pressing it on his lips, and smearing it evenly.

His lip shape is good-looking, originally pink and tender, and after applying this color, it looks a little bit more charming...

The car was shaking too much, and the corners of my lips were rubbed out.

She pressed the pulp of her finger on the corner of the man's mouth and gently wiped it off for him. The warm touch caused her finger to swerve involuntarily to the middle. It was these eyes that were neither sad nor happy, and now his eyes are all about himself.

Unable to hold back, he pressed his fingers in some.

He didn't resist, just looked at himself like this.

Ruan Xihe staggered his eyes in a panic, sinned and sinned, and couldn't look at it again, otherwise he was not allowed to make mistakes.

Just as she was about to turn around and sit down, the car made a sharp turn, and she fell into the man's arms. For a while, her nose was filled with the slightly drunk smell of agarwood.

"Ruan Ruan."

He looked down at her.

Ruan Xihe immediately turned his face away, and his ears were faintly red.

There are times when women make mistakes, even if form is empty, emptiness is form, restraint, restraint.

She grabbed the man's arm and remembered, but he lowered his head slightly, the tip of his nose just slid across her white jade pink auricle, his breath was a little hot and hot, and his voice was hoarse: "Guess this lipstick is sweet or not. ?"