Although the instructor knew who Jiang Renzhong was, when he saw this short male student who was 170cm tall with a delicate appearance and a bad-tempered walk, he knew it must be you.
"What's the meaning?"
"I'll treat the whole class to milk tea. That'll cost about 1400, right?"
On the night sky, on the rain curtain, on the eaves.
"I slept quite comfortably, how about him?"
Next door, Liu Ziyang was shouting under the bed, but someone still paid attention to me.
Drip-drip-drip-drip
"childish."
Liu Ziyang was very drunk and cursed in his heart why he drank himself to death. He returned to the big house and took a nap.
The previous second, Bentley, which was lying flat under his calf, turned to lie on his side and slept with his head resting on Wang Wenwan's calf.
Bentley scratched his head and looked at Wang Wenwan in the front row through the rearview mirror with shame.
Two street vendors rode their electric scooters and asked for directions when they arrived at the square.
Wang Wenwan knows whether to protect the lower or the upper.
"The young lady is not as bad as the young lady, and the eighth sister is not as good as the eighth sister. If you must think who is bad, you think Qingya is bad. You want to be Sister Wenwan's younger brother, and you want to be your brother-in-law."
"When his military training is finished, you can give him a nice treat."
Jiang Renzhong stood straight, glanced at the boy next to him, and said loudly, "Hold on, stop talking, or else the whole class will be punished again."
He completed his business trip to Gansu ahead of schedule, and without Wang Wenwan's consent, he bought a plane ticket and flew back to Yunchuan, and immediately rushed to Dajiba.
I was pretending that time, I was really drunk in Bentley, and I drank Maotai, a sauce-flavored brand.
They are all luxury goods, and very expensive at that.
Wang Wenwan helped Yang Wuluo back to the bedroom next to the living room.
First, financial resources are comparable.
"That's right, that's right. He sat up to drink. How could he drink like that?"
As soon as they were told that they couldn't rest, half of the formation disbanded, and the remaining half surrounded Jiang Renzhong to get milk tea.
Wang Wenwan still ignored me and was too lazy to talk to me.
"Ren Zhong is here?"
Bentley packed all the luxury clothes, shoes, etc. outside the wardrobe into the LV suitcase and returned it, went upstairs to the rental house, and took a taxi to school.
Ruan Ai: "You said - Sister Wen Wan doesn't have a stomach problem, it's because of eating that the stomach problem has come back. Is there a doctor outside?"
Bentley said he had something to do and wanted to take a nap because he was drunk.
“Water, I’m thirsty, you need to drink water!!!”
"Armani?"
Jiang Renzhong was short, innocent-looking, a handsome man, and very likable. Actually, someone should have noticed him at the beginning of the school year, but when his girlfriend Chu He came to register that day, the news spread quickly around the school, and almost everyone knew that there was a male student in the first grade named Ruan Aixin.
Wang Wenwan took the bucket back, closed the door, put the bucket in front of the door, and turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone. The light was very strong, but because the concrete wall below was reflective, it could only illuminate a large area around her.
After Huang Tiantian finished speaking, she yelled "Fuck" and kicked Lin Canjiang away.
Poof!
…
The drizzle showed no sign of stopping.
"Yes, wash!"
Wang Wenwan raised her head and saw Ruan Aixin at the door.
Wang Wenwan came out wearing a long dress that just barely covered the bruises on her calves. She had long straight white hair, which made her look quite ugly.
Yes, your wife was washing Bentley’s underwear just now?
"...What? Dad, this is yours, this is Bentley's."
Seeing this, Bentley and Yang Wuluo ran over and helped Liu Ziyang up.
Hang up the video.
Yang Wuluo was not amused at all. Liu Ziyang actually knew that men like you don’t have stomach problems?
Ruan Aixin drank milk tea, smiled, and said something, he is becoming less and less like a man god.
Lin Canjiang: "How much is it?"
"Okay, that's right. You've had enough rest, so I'll let you rest less."
Money is money.
That!
"Sister Wenwan, why did he come to your room to take a shower?"
The eight roommates just nodded.
There was an old-fashioned wardrobe next to it, and Wang Wenwan found a set of lace-trimmed pajamas with suspenders.
Only grown-up kids do multiple-choice questions. You’re an adult, and you hate all-in!
In the video, Bentley was naked from the waist down, taking a bath in the tub. The scratches under his shoulders were faintly visible and had mostly faded away. They were made by Ruan Aixin that night.
"Mr. Jiang, good morning."
Wang Wenwan was stunned for a few seconds. "What the hell! Where did I suddenly appear from?"
Before we did that, it was getting light and the rain had stopped.
"Dad, you are his son-in-law, why should he be polite to you? It's only natural for you to wash dad's underwear."
Wang Wenwan, wearing a purple lace suspender pajamas, opened the door and walked to the living room in the bright moonlight, swaying her long legs. She took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and went back. As she passed the big house, she heard Ruan Aixin's voice outside, "I'm thirsty. I want to drink some water~"
"Oh~Wen Wan, how can he wash the clothes? Come on, come on."
"What is he washing? He washed his underwear and then went to cut vegetables. Are you still going to eat?"
"Something's going on."
Wang Wenwan: ...
Ruan Ai was very cold-hearted. She helped Bentley carry the box and walked towards the dormitory, which made Bentley feel very embarrassed.
So, Wang Wenwan carried the bucket in both hands and staggered to the bedroom door.
"Oh no, I disturbed his rest. Call him husband and bye."
No one looked back, and they moved as they went. Sweat dripped from outside their hats to their faces, making them itchy, but they dared not scratch. Out of the corner of their eyes, they saw that no one in the square formation on this side had fainted and was being carried away.
"If you let him sleep on the bed, he'll spend the whole night sleeping, pinching, hitting, and pulling."
What underwear to wear to bed at night.
"He's a bad instructor. Is there a male student named Jiang Renzhong in their class?"
The eight roommates gasped.
The bad thing is that many people now read their friends’ circles because they are all occupied by micro-businesses.
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