Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe: ...it's numb

Lu Shenyun drank it just now, and the straw was still in her mouth for a while, and her milk tea was not swallowed, nor was she vomiting, it was very uncomfortable.

Of course you still have to swallow it!

But everyone's anger value is already approaching a critical point.

"Sorry, I drank your milk tea."

"I bought it for you." Lu Shenyun is in a good mood now, not jealous at all, very happy.

But Ruan Xihe’s milk tea had already been pushed over. Lu Shenyun didn’t push it back. Instead, he took it over. The lipstick mark on the straw was obvious. He slowly held the lipstick mark in front of everyone and sucked it. Take a sip of milk tea.

Finally, he chuckled and said, "Red bean milk tea is delicious and sweet."

"Boom."

Fu Xiu couldn't bear it for the first time. He slammed a fist on the table, his face looked ugly and anxious, and a few obscure flashes flashed in Yan Fufeng's eyes, and the more he sneered, his brows were full of hostility.

It was about to fight.

Zhou Cong is here!

"Ahaha, Zhou Cong is here, you drink slowly, ah, I have something wrong, I am leaving now!"

Ruan Xihe left after speaking, not much for a moment!

Oh, every day, what is it!

Although Zhou Cong didn't figure out the situation, there are so many ex-boyfriends gathered here. It is not a good thing to think about it, plus he is not a talkative person, so he doesn't ask nonsense.

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at the same time

Tsu City

"The youngest, your courier."

Shi Deyou saw it when he went to the inn to pick up the courier, and by the way, he reported Wen Ye's mobile phone number and gave it to him.

The courier has been placed in the column that no one took for several days, and it may be returned automatically if you don’t take it.

Wen Ye has been in a bad mood and decadent during this period. He guessed that Wen also didn't want to answer the messy phone calls, so he didn't come to pick it up.

Wen also lay on the table and didn't bother to move.

Shi Deyou looked at the appearance of his brother, but he was actually quite unhappy in his heart.

He knew that Wen Ye and Ruan Ruan broke up. Not long after the concert, he asked why, but Wen Ye didn't say anything.

At the beginning of those few days, the youngest boy hadn't come to class. He felt that something was wrong and knocked on the door of his house, only to find that Wen Ye was full of alcohol.

He had never seen Wen so indecent when he didn't shave his beard, his hair lost its luster, and he was full of alcohol.

The coffee table was full of empty wine bottles, and he suspected that he would drink himself to death if he didn't come again.

"Wen, what's wrong with you! Where's Ruan Ruan?"

Wen Ye, a tall man who heard those two words, suddenly blushed in front of his face, and his tears kept falling. To tell the truth, he looked distressed: "Eh, what's wrong, this is ?"

"She's gone, she doesn't want me anymore." Wen Ye carried a wine bottle and slid down against the wall casually, sitting on the ground without an image.

"No, your relationship is so good, what's the matter, what happened?"

Wen Ye has been drinking, just don't say why.

He was afraid that his friends would think her bad, so he didn't say why.

Shi Deyou had no choice but to sit with him for a while, and then resigned himself to get up and clean up his house.

"The youngest boy, I don’t know why you two broke up, but as a bystander, I think she loved you very much when you were in love. You don’t know that we envy you privately. You may not know. Every time you go, her eyes have always been on you alone, and we can even see that kind of joy."

"Do you remember the last time you were hit when you played a ball."

"Her expression at the time, I feel more uncomfortable than she fell down."

"So, cheer up, I think she will be sad for you like this."

It might be these words that inspired him. Although Wen could see that Wen was not in good shape the next day, he came to class.

"What kind of express?" Hu Che leaned over to look at it.

Gao Ze glanced at it: "Hey, it's from the Shanghai Stock Exchange, but it's not signed."

"I haven't bought anything. Throw it away." He thought it was a mess from a merchant.

"What to throw, let's open it and see what it is." Gao Ze went to open the express enthusiastically.

"Hey, it's a hand strap, it's still colored, youngest, it looks like the one on your hand!"

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