The Pillow of the Bad President

Bunny's eyes widened suddenly.flash dance..

In the next second, he screamed: "Ah!"

The elevator seemed to have fallen to the bottom floor at this time, and the entire staircase wall shook, making one's heart tremble three times in fright.

Tutu is not afraid of this sudden weightlessness of falling, it is no different from riding an exciting roller coaster, but she is afraid of the dark.

She was disobedient when she was young, and after Su's father finished beating and scolding her, her stepmother would lock her in the attic. At night, it was pitch black, and there were mice running past her feet, which always cast a shadow over her. .

So now she sleeps at night without opening the curtains.

Tutu threw away the drawing board in his hand, and rushed towards Jiang Mingshi when he was looking for it, "Jiang Mingshi"

Jiang Mingshi had been waiting there long ago, holding her tightly in his arms with his long arms, his palm against her back, and his voice was gentle and loving, "Tutu, don't be afraid"

Tutu was about to burst into tears, and wrapped his two small hands around his waist spontaneously, wishing to put his whole body into his chest, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

Jiang Mingshi comforted her in her ear, "Don't be afraid, it's just that the elevator broke down, and I'm here"

The rabbit cried and chirped, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Although I couldn't see anything in my line of sight, it was pitch black all around.

She felt very frightened, but being held in his arms, the thick warmth came through the clothes, as well as his voice in her ears, and his breathing, all seemed to carry a strange power.

Strange, let her panicked heart return.

Tutu buried her entire face in it, only in this way can she not be afraid.

Jiang Mingshi hugged her like it used to be every night, her little head was lying in his arms, her forehead pressed against the softest place under his Adam's apple, the two were inseparable, breathing entangled with each other.

He suddenly had a feeling that he wished he could grow old overnight.

Jiang Mingshi lowered his head, and felt that the little body in his arms was no longer trembling, but was as cute as a little pet.

Jiang Mingshi enjoyed this moment with the warm jade in his arms.

It's just that the good time is always short, and suddenly, the lights turn on.

The elevator door opened slowly.

It stopped at the negative floor, and there were not many people. The elevator next to it had just gone up, and all the people waiting for the elevator were taken up.

The warmth in my arms suddenly disappeared.

When Tutu saw the elevator door open, he jumped out of his arms almost in a second.

He picked up the drawing board that was thrown on the ground, carried it on his back, and ran out of the elevator.

Jiang Mingshi strode after her and grabbed her slender wrist. He squinted his eyes and asked her, "Su Luo, don't you know me? How do you know my name is Jiang Mingshi?"

Tutu snorted without even thinking about it, "You were on stage at the school celebration that day, you stupid"

"Really?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and reminded her in a calm manner, "That day the principal only introduced me as Young Master Jiang, but he didn't say what my name was, how did you know that?"

"" Tutu seemed to be stunned.

She lowered her eyes and rolled her eyes quickly, she laughed at him, "You are the driver who caused the accident, of course I know it well."

Jiang Mingshi stopped.

It seems to be true.

Jiang Mingshi stared at her silently with deep eyes.

Was the movement of her jumping over after the elevator fell just now a subconscious reaction?

Jiang Mingshi had a headache, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Tutu didn't give him a chance to think again, and was already trying to break free from his wrist.

Jiang Mingshi saw how she drew a clear line as soon as she came out, and he couldn't help but get angry, "Who jumped into my arms just now?"

"It was a special situation just now, uncle, don't overthink it." Tutu looked at him with a smile, "This is Western culture, don't be so conservative, a hug is just polite."

Jiang Mingshi: ""

Tutu changed his face very quickly, his wet eyes were still smiling one second, and he stared at him the next, "Don't follow me this time, otherwise, you're plotting something wrong"

After finishing speaking, he ran to the safe passage humming a song with the drawing board on his back.

Jiang Mingshi lit a cigarette.

The smell of tobacco spread, and the gloomy expression on his face barely eased a lot.

After stubbing out the cigarette butt and throwing it into the trash can, Jiang Mingshi took out his cell phone while walking towards the elevator, frowning displeasedly, "Why is the time so short?"

On the line, Secretary Zhang felt extremely innocent, "Young Master Jiang, it's not that you said that Miss Tutu is afraid of the dark and can't stop for too long."

Jiang Mingshi sighed.

he is not easy

On the weekend, the sky was clear.

The weather was particularly good, and the campus was very lively. Students could be seen everywhere, especially in the small park next to the riverbank, where many art students were sketching with their drawing boards.

Tutu is also looking forward to the calf, holding a drawing board to describe the European-style buildings scattered in the distance.

Annie ran over from a long distance, "Su Luo, it's time for us to go to the exhibition."

Tutu looked up from the drawing board, "Is it time?"

She was so focused that she didn't even notice the time.

Urged by Annie, he quickly packed up the drawing board and painting utensils, and hurried towards the art gallery.

The exhibition was sponsored by the school, and it involved a lot of light. Part of it was art, and part of it was a painting exhibition. It was specially made for the welfare of students, so that they could cultivate their sentiments during their spare time.

Tutu was dragged by Annie, walking on a secluded path under the shade of a tree, when she suddenly asked her, "Su Luo, what is your relationship with our school's investor Jiang Shao?"

"It's okay with us," Tutu said innocently.

Annie hesitated, "On the day of the school celebration"

Tutu shrugged, "He admitted the wrong person that day, didn't I just make it clear to him at that time?"

Annie nodded, not to mention that she was there that day.

With a hesitant expression on his face, he seemed a little shy and asked her, "Then Su Luo, if I like him, you won't be angry, right?"

"Why should I be angry?" Tutu blinked.

"That's good." Annie breathed a sigh of relief, and said to her, "By the way, for today's exhibition, that handsome and rich young master Jiang seems to have brought a painting, and put it in the exhibition for us to see later. Look, learn more about his preferences"

The rabbit had a careless expression on his face.

They entered the art gallery, which played melodious music.

Tutu likes the painting exhibition very much. It may be that her biological mother is a painter, so she has inherited something from her body. In her eyes, every painting seems to have elves.

From beginning to end, she carefully appreciated each one.

Annie was different from her. After entering, she was focused on finding the painting brought by Jiang Mingshi, and now she waved excitedly at her, "Su Luo, come quickly, this is the painting provided by Jiang Shao."

Bunny walked over slowly.She raised her head indifferently, and after seeing the painting in the wooden frame clearly, she was stunned.Chinese a hrefot tartotbnkota11 502 bad gateway

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