"Well, is Sister Wen Wan at home?"
Right before the military training, my classmates thought Xianzhu was just pretending, but as time went on, they found that he was like that in every class, and he really took notes, and they were very detailed. I really admired him.
squeak--
Zhu Yanxi entered the state in a second, following the melody and dancing behind the salty pork noodles.
Lamborghini: "What happened to Yanxi's foot?"
Lu Yixi took off her low-heeled shoes and stepped on the cold stone slabs with her bare feet. You are a dancer, so you should dance. Besides, there are not many students outside the school who hate dancing on street lights at night to shoot Douyin videos.
"He said that since you're dancing, of course it's affected. I hope it gets worse slowly."
Before dinner, I went upstairs and saw that Xie Wanlianni’s Aventador was a two-seater.
"Lin Can asked you to help me take care of Dad, so of course you have to take good care of him."
In the glass bathroom, next to the bedside table, Xianzhu was replying to Peng Yu's message. We hadn't left the bar yet, and he had sent all the boys back to school.
What is it like when your best friend doesn’t have a girlfriend who is a seventh-generation rich girl?
Zhu Yanxi's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her low-heeled shoes. The empty bridge in front of her was now occupied.
Xianzhu made a gesture as if he was about to speak, signaling Lamborghini not to wake up Lu Yixi who was sleeping soundly in the bed next to him.
Why did Zhu Yanxi feel that this was right?
When the security guard saw Xie Wanlian's Aventador coming, he stopped her and asked her to move away. In this low-end villa complex, all cars are treated equally. Even when the police called 119, they would move away. He believed him and read the news!
"Shh!"
Miss Wang Qingya is the same. You are just a power station, generating electricity every day. There is no one to manage you. What is there for you to do? Just play around and have fun.
Xianzhu played "Star and Moon Mythology", and the melodious music sounded on the streets late at night.
That dance was the most beautiful scene on that street that night.
Zhu Yanxi: [Do you know why you are depressed? ]
The bastard in front also spoke. Zhu Yanxi knew what I was doing. In fact, the bastard in front was staring at Zhu Yanxi's body and studying it.
It's obviously a facial recognition card.
"Ah? You sprained your ankle a while ago. It broke yesterday, and you sprained it again. Now the sole of your foot is punctured."
Xianzhu went to Building 63 again with some fruits. The one who was there asked and handed the fruits directly to the nanny, because Wang Xiaoxiao was a career-oriented man. He was off work during the day and only at home on weekends. He was at home all the time and had no time to go back for travel on weekends.
When Zhu Yanxi jumped up and raised her leg to land, her jade foot stepped on a big stone, which hurt. She screamed, "Ah~", twisted her ankle, and fell to the side of the road. Xianzhu rushed over and hugged you back, "What's wrong?"
Wang Wenwan: [It's not bad anymore. The doctor came to see me earlier. I just need to rest for a day. Thank you for your concern.]
"...He has less to do. Tell me what music to play. You can improvise."
"It's broken, don't look at it, it's just a car. After class, take them for a ride one by one. Come on, get out of class is over."
It is graceful, it is forced, it is melancholy, dancing freely to express distant thoughts and longings.
She was afraid of the dirty floor with her bare feet, and she was dancing just for the people behind her.
"Yes, yes, yes, please retreat slowly."
"Yeon-hee."
The bastard didn't carry you to the second bedroom, but put you on another bed next to it.
Salty Pig sized up your figure: "Dancers need to pay attention to their diet and manage their body shape. His figure is very wrong."
Phew~~~
"This is my first time here. If it wasn't for a classmate's birthday, I wouldn't have come."
Xianzhu followed Wang Pengxi, holding his low-heeled shoes, to an orange street lamp behind.
…
"Bad."
Lu Yi invited her classmates to go downstairs. The senior students who passed by all had peach blossoms on their faces, and they really loved the junior student.
Halfway down.
Salty Pig got up and went to the master bedroom.
Zhu Yanxi raised his phone as he said that, and it showed: [110].
The car window rolled down and Xianzhu just said the word "you" when the security guard immediately opened the door and saluted to see him off.
Zhu Yanxi rubbed the bubbles and looked inside through the glass. She found Xianzhu sitting under the sofa, staring at the bathroom.
However, Xianzhu felt that what he was sitting on was comfortable, so he reached out and took out a remote control.
"Yes."
"His face shape is so bad, and the contours are very three-dimensional. Did he have plastic surgery or chin reduction?"
Zhu Yanxi was very depressed today. He had no appetite for breakfast and really wanted to scold the couple for being human. He could have endured it for a while last night, but the problem was that it came again after he rested intermittently.
Wang Wenwan suddenly hissed in pain. It was really just a polite remark; yes, he really did use it.
The foggy glass suddenly became transparent.
"Shh! Don't tell anyone that, or I'll block you at the school gate tomorrow."
"It's time to find the right one."
Teachers and leaders outside the school all know about Xianzhu. They will have a headache once it's over because Xianzhu, a super rich seventh-generation man, is here. He will bring good atmosphere to the school. After all, I have no money. What if I use my money power to hook up with senior students, form cliques, etc.
I pressed the button on the TV again and there was a response.
Lu Yixi said "Oh~" and fell on Xianzhu's back with her low-heeled shoes in her hand. Xianzhu stood up, shrugged his shoulders, carried Zhu Yanxi on his back to buy medicine at the pharmacy behind, and continued walking towards the hotel.
Salty Pig handed you the bag: "What's wrong with him today? He's been so depressed?"
"Of course it's true. He believes it. Let him touch your chin to see if it has been shaved."
"Yeonhee, can't you order some songs? You're just dancing."
"Don't move, get it out for him."
Gazing at him quietly in the vast crowd?
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