"Yes, what is there."
Ding~Ding~Ding~
"I already told you that you bought the water dispenser yourself. You're contributing to the dorm. I didn't think of charging Xiaojia money. If we really want to split the bill, just buy a cheaper one. I won't be polite to you."
"Sister Wenwan, what's wrong with his car?"
At the same time, in the girls' dormitory.
The future of that kind of student is already dark, and they are not here to experience primary school life.
The technician said: "There are some parts that need to be sent over for replacement. By the way, I will definitely fix it tomorrow."
The Bentley continued driving for another 2 kilometers, exited the nearest low-speed road, and drove back to the repair shop.
Liu Ziqiang turned around and stared at Cao Yi with a murderous look.
"Stop talking nonsense and drive."
Bentley tried to let go, but as soon as he let go, although Wang Wenwan grabbed the handrail, she couldn't stand up and couldn't stand steadily.
The royal blue Song Tao Continental GT sped along the school's internal roads, attracting the attention and discussion of passing students, just like yesterday at the Normal School.
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Beep beep beep!
In the classroom.
Yang Wuluo: [This is bad. You asked Wen Wan to pick him up at the school gate.]
Wang Wenwan almost screamed, turned her head and glared at Bentley, saying, "That's too much. I pinched your stomach so hard it hurts."
Halfway through the journey, the warning light indicated a vehicle failure, but the Bentley didn't notice. A Haval was paralleling the car in the next lane, and the driver shouted, "Hey! Master, it's burning oil, and there's smoke coming out of the front?"
"You deny that you lowered your voice to him yesterday. So, to make amends, you give him the Bentley O to play with tonight."
The two of them waited in the shade of a tree by the roadside for a long time before a country bus drove up and stopped to pick up passengers.
"It's okay for him to use your soap to take a bath, but you should wash the soap off. There's a curly hair stuck on it. You're fucking torturing him to death, jeez~jeez~jeez~"
Chu He is also young, about 30 years old.
Bentley looked at Wang Wenwan, and Wang Wenwan nodded: "Okay, leave your phone number, and he can call that number if he breaks down."
"Wow~ They know you, you naughty boy~"
Whether I knew it or not, I parked my car in the Canglin Insurance building and waited for the traffic light. I wanted to call Brother Chao to say hello, but then I thought better of it. It would disturb me after he got off work, so I didn't want him to run upstairs again when I received the call.
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