The Little Tender Girl In His Heart

Chapter 51 The smell of smoke

Soon the bus came. Xu Nuonuo held Song Yi's school uniform jacket, breathing lightly with the smell of cigarette smoke. It made Nuonuo feel uncomfortable.

The pitiful look of wanting to cough but holding back.

"Song Yi, your clothes..." Give them back to you.

Song Yi directly put the clothes on Nuonuo's head. When the sky darkened, the young man's unruly profile was stern. He lowered his voice and said, "Take it over and give me the clothes tomorrow."

It was raining heavily outside, and Nono saw that the top of the man's hair was completely wet, and the white shirt underneath was sticking to his body.

Xu Nuonuo took advantage of the darkness and saw the smooth lines and texture of the boy's abdominal muscles. The young body, vaguely covered by the shirt, seemed to be steaming with mist.

In addition to lust, there is also a sense of youth.

Song Yi's figure is the best in the original work. If Song Yi didn't commit suicide because of the perfect plot, who knows which girl will be better off with this figure in the future?

The driver shouted: "Little classmate, you can't get up yet."

Nuonuo grabbed her school uniform and ran into the bus in the rain. Nuonuo sat down by the window and glanced at Song Yi out of the window.

He stood in the night, a tall and lonely figure.

According to the original work, Song Yi is also a poor person. She was born into a wealthy family but no one loved her, and the male lead robbed her of all her glory.

Song Yi has always been the toughest person in life, otherwise the inheritance rights of the Song family would be in the hands of the male protagonist. He has no diploma and uses the funds given to him by his grandmother to work hard to find help. Along the way, no one cared for him. During the critical period, his teachers, brothers, and relatives passed away, but he still turned against the wind.

Nuonuo suddenly thought that in the finale, Song Yi stepped on the backs of those who had bullied him and trampled on him, and made his career stronger and bigger step by step.

After possessing all the wealth and returning all the humiliation, what was left was endless loneliness, so he marked the deepest color in this colorful life - he committed suicide that year at a height that was beyond everyone's reach.

When the car drove away, he looked down at the coconut milk can in his hand.

The little girl holds this thing every day. Song Yi knows that this is her favorite, and she must have been scared to death just now.

But she never asked why she hit those people.

Too good to be true.

Song Yi took a sip of coconut milk, which tasted very sweet.

He suddenly thought of how cute Xu Nuonuo was holding this thing, and how he liked it so much, like a baby.

He thought funnyly, isn't Xu Nuo Nuo still weaned? Why do you speak so sweetly?

When Xu Nuonuo returned home, the servant saw that Nuonuo was wearing a school uniform that was several sizes too big. Fortunately, she was not wet.

The servant Zhang Ma, an elderly member of the Xu family, felt distressed and wiped the water off Xu Nuonuo's body with a towel, "Nonuo, I will talk to my wife tomorrow and assign you a new driver."

Xu Nuonuo didn't think it was a big deal. Xu's parents were really busy. The management of the family and the company was not just a casual income of billions in TV series.

Xu Nuonuo often sees Xu Yi so busy that his feet don't even touch the floor. Wen Man also often attends meetings and interacts with so-called "socialites".

She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Grandma, no need."

Zhang Ma dried her hair. She hugged the **** soup that Zhang Ma had cooked and leaned on the sofa with her head slightly tilted. Her long hair hung down and her crow feather-like eyelashes rested quietly on her eyelids.

The little girl seems to have been so sensible since she was a child, and she doesn't ask for anything. She is well-behaved, sensible, excellent and beautiful.

Zhang Ma touched Xu Nuo Nuo's face distressedly.

"Nono, this school uniform belongs to your classmate, right? I'll take it for you to wash and iron it so that I can return it to your classmate tomorrow." There is still the smell of cigarette smoke on it, and grandma must be able to smell it!

 (End of this chapter)