Chapter 135

I saw a mobile phone next to the pile of analysis reports on the clean and tidy desktop.

The screen is on and stays on the circle of friends page. The latest one was sent by Zhong Ziang 15 minutes ago——

Three pictures, there is only one protagonist: Jiang Fuyue!

First: she is wearing a school uniform and looks up at the blackboard with serious expression and focused eyes.

Second picture: the moment of take-off and layup is captured. The girl's hair and tail fly, and her youth is infinite.

The last one: Jiang Fuyue leaned on the railing. The black sling lined her skeleton with thin and snow-white skin. A pair of long legs overlapped at will. At that time, she was looking to the right with a long neck and clear collarbone. The setting sun in the distance is like fire and red clouds are all over the sky.

Caption: [a hundred causes will bear fruit, and your retribution is me!]

Xie Dingyuan frowned n times and looked away n + 1 times, as if it were something ugly.

As for the following comments, it is even more miasma, which makes people don't want to look at it again——

[sleeping trough! This girl is amazing! Nice sharp fruit!]

[future sister-in-law]

[ouch, when did it start?]

[Angkor! Angkor! Please introduce!]

I doubt you have gone to linhuai not to suffer, but to enjoy all your pleasures

[where to go, where to soak, or I Ango Niu X.]

【……】

[100 points for copywriting and 101 points for photos, 1 point more, not afraid of your pride.]

Xie Dingyuan went over, picked up his mobile phone and pressed the screen out.

Think about it, unlock it again, click the comment, and enter a [smile] expression.

At the same time, in a bedroom of the villa.

"Wipe!" Zhong Ziang brushed this one. He was frightened and almost rolled down from the bed.

Soon, wechat news continued——

"Ango! Come on! Your uncle pretended to be a corpse!"

"The ninth master haunts, cane warning!"

"Aung Tzu, your uncle peeps at the screen and deals with it quickly!"

"You didn't group when you sent it?"

"I'll delete it as respect first. Brother ran away."

"I also deleted... It's because I don't deserve to appear in the same comment area with the ninth master."

The prompt sound keeps going.

Zhong Ziang was too lazy to see it. He returned to the circle of friends and scanned the following comments. Those who fooled around before Xie Dingyuan had deleted themselves and fled. After Xie Dingyuan, there was an empty space, not even a praise, let alone a comment.

Zhong Ziang: "..." blame me for missing the grouping.

Point at your fingertips and delete the whole article without any hesitation.

When Xie Dingyuan refreshed again and found that he could not brush the dynamic, he put down his mobile phone with satisfaction.

After finishing the analysis report, locking it in the drawer, and putting the glasses back to the usual fixed position, the man turned off the light and left.

In the same night, Jiang Fuyue received a call from Yan Zhenfeng when she was about to fall asleep in bed.

"... Zhao Yongtao admitted that in addition, there are other violations of discipline and law that will be investigated. If there is no accident, prison food can't escape."

"Oh." Jiang Fuyue was very calm. Obviously, she had expected the result long ago.

Yan Zhenfeng is more and more afraid to underestimate: "the ticket is booked, and the flight information should have been sent to your mobile phone. Please check it. On behalf of all teachers and students in the summer camp, I look forward to your arrival."

Jiang Fuyue said, "then, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that he booked himself a business class, Jiang Fuyue didn't mind taking out a good face.

After all, cannibalism is soft spoken.

When the call ended, she put down her cell phone.

"Sister, are you leaving?" a slightly melancholy voice from Jiang Xiaodi's soft Nuo came from the upper berth.

"Well, go to the imperial capital."

"Then come back early. I'll miss you."

Jiang Fuyue said, "OK."

The next day, Jiang Fuyue had breakfast, took the suitcase he had packed two days ago and went to the airport.

On the way, she took a taxi to practice German listening for 20 minutes and finished two sets of iPho real questions.

Driver: "girl, the airport is here."

Jiang Fuyue took off her headphones and paid to get off.

When she took out her luggage from the trunk, she was violently pulled on her shoulder. Seeing that the satchel was about to fall off, she immediately pulled it back.

Jiang Fuyue kicked the thief on the man's knee without giving him extra time to react.

Hearing only a dull hum, the man touched the ground on one knee and his expression was distorted for a moment due to severe pain.

"Grab my bag?" she smiled.

"No, no... I accidentally pulled it."

Jiang Fuyue gave him another leg symmetry, but this time he controlled his strength, but it was enough for men to drink a pot.

"Ask again, did you rob?"

The man was sweating and biting his teeth. Word by word, he jumped out: "grab it."

Looking at it, I was a bit tough. In fact, my heart had already wantonly wailed: I didn't see the old yellow calendar when I went out, so I met the female king of hell! Who says thin and tall girls are the best?

Thin, indicating little strength; Gao is usually slow, but at this moment he just wants to roar at the person who said it——

Fuck your dog!

"Beauty, I beg you, don't call the police, okay?"

Jiang Fuyue turned a deaf ear.

"Aunt, have mercy on me. I have to go this way. There are old and young people, and my wife is still paralyzed in bed. It's too difficult for me and me!"

At that time, Jiang Fuyue had picked up the phone: "I want to call the police. There is a pickpocket at gate 3 of the airport..."

The man saw that she didn't enter the oil and salt, but he really called the police!

He immediately burst up and showed his fierce eyes. He directly reached out and took out a fruit knife from his trouser pocket.

Jiang Fuyue calmly ended the call, kicked off the knife in the other party's hand with a back spin kick, and bullied her to come forward and cut the other party's hands.

"Ah - pain!" the man screamed, tears and snot streaming down.

This movement attracted many melon eating people to watch. Some pointed and others took out their mobile phones to take photos and videos.

Across the road, in a low-key black Mercedes Benz, Zhong Ziang witnessed the whole process and suddenly his scalp tightened.

He suddenly felt that Jiang Fuyue was kind to himself.

At this time, a chuckle came from the side. Zhong Ziang turned his head and looked at his old uncle