Besides, there will always be changes in the world, and men will need girls to protect them. If girls are not strong, they will suffer.
This is a kind of thought that we must make progress in contemporary society. We can't rely too much on men's everything and show that we don't have self-esteem.
Song Ya Rong smiles but does not speak, revealing the smiling face that makes them hairy from the bottom of their hearts.
Song Yarong, the boy who kept his head down, saw that he raised his head, and this firmness appeared in his eyes, "no matter I am or not, I will protect you."
"Don't you understand me? I don't need any protection from you. Please go back and forth from anywhere." She refused so obviously, but she didn't understand like a fool.
Where did they get the courage to tell her, turn around and take Wu Lu back to the classroom by the path.
Wu Lu recovered after a long time, knowing that the two men were confessing to song Yarong, "Song Yarong, I don't think the two men are reliable, but the Confessor is quite honest. Why don't you think about it?"
"Think about what? Can you pretend to be honest for a while, or for a lifetime? " Song Yarong asked.
Wu Lu stares at her for a long time, but she is obviously confused.
During the conversation, she observed the two and thought that she couldn't see the tattoo if she was covered with clothes. She had a sophisticated look in her eyes. She knew that she had a deep sense of life and had to put on a white face. She had already noticed that.
Wu Lu is a white paper who has never experienced anything. She maintains her most basic views on those things.
Song Yarong had to explain to her, "some people just use the honesty you feel to deceive your pure heart."
Just like the self in the previous life, Su manrou took good care of her everywhere, and the end was the result of raising a tiger.
In the evening, the Song family bus was waiting at the school gate early. It was Uncle Zhang who came to pick her up.
Song Yarong was overjoyed to learn that, "Uncle Zhang, why did you come to pick me up today, the driver at home?"
"The driver asked for leave to go back, and I happened to have something to look for you, so I came to pick you up from school by the way." Uncle Zhang, with a kind smile, loves song Yarong as much as his daughter.
"What's the matter? Uncle Zhang, what can I do for you? "
"It was the last time I was asked to help and contact my family to attend the campus charity party. Two thirds of the people said they would arrive on time, but Uncle Zhang has not been able to contact anyone so far."
Uncle Zhang's words are very euphemistic. Song Yarong knows that this person must be Jin Beihan.
"It's OK. The teacher didn't say that we should all come. We should do our duty." Comfort Uncle Zhang, she already knew this matter.
A few days ago, she had a strange quarrel with Jin Beihan. These two days, she could not easily recover her mood. She didn't want to see Jin Beihan again and have anything to do with him.
Uncle Zhang must have called Jin Beihan and refused 100% because of Jin Beihan's personality.
A burst of phone prompt sound, mobile phone shows the stranger's phone, song Yarong want to also don't want to directly turn off hang up.
A few seconds later, the call came back.
Uncle Zhang looks at Song Yarong's gesture of hanging up. "Why don't you pick up?"
That just about to hang up gesture, because of Uncle Zhang's words, song Yarong chose to answer the phone.
"You finally answered the phone."
The voice in the phone, song Yarong a Leng, this voice how so familiar.
There's still a voice, "I'm Xi Yang. Why don't you live here?"
Song Yarong this just reaction come over, this matter should be to ask his uncle, to ask her is not superfluous thing, "what's the matter?"
"Remember the last time I went to the French restaurant? I'm free again these two days. When can I make an appointment?"
Standing at the door of Jin's villa, looking at the door, Xi Yangmei couldn't hide her smile. As long as she left her uncle, he would have a chance to contact her more.
Thinking of this, Xi Yang couldn't help but be happy.
Song Yarong is not very happy, slightly tired, "no, I have no time, no other things, I hang up first."
She didn't want to have any more contact with the Jin family.
Xi Yang just wanted to say something, the sound of beep came out of the mobile phone, and his mouth opened, but he still couldn't send out a syllable.
In the carriage, song Yarong felt his forehead impatiently. As soon as he got out of the car, there were other cars parked in the yard.Is there a guest in the house? Why didn't my father tell her.
Walking into the house quickly, what she did was those old acquaintances, Shen's wife and Shen Hanjun.
Why are they here again?
They have come to the Song family too often these two days.
"Yarong is back. Come and sit down." Master song found his daughter after school and waved.
Song Yalong was a little reluctant. The sofa was full. Except for Shen Hanjun, she could sit alone.
After a pause, song Yarong walked to master song's seat, sat on the armchair of the sofa and politely called, "Uncle Shen, aunt Shen."
"Ah, you've just come back. Shen Hanjun is planning to go out to play. He can just take you with him." Aunt Shen was smiling.
When he was named, Shen Hanjun looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and some unhappiness still appeared in the corner of his eyes.
"Just after school, I'm going to review my lessons, so I won't go out to play." Shen and his wife still don't forget to set her up with Shen Hanjun.
"Mom, we're all men's parties. We can't take her with us. We'll have a drink then."
Shen Hanjun immediately refused.
Shen said this, did not want to the end of the next two ghosts, stop refusing, Leng Leng.
Song master is also timely mouth, "drink even if, Yarong drink not much wine, girls home even if."
"Isn't there Hanjun here? Let Hanjun block it. Anyway, it's all young people. We can talk more when we get together."
I want to talk more, and then I want to spark my love.
If she stayed here for another half an hour, she would probably go to some ghost place to drink with Shen Hanjun.
"It's getting late. It's time for me to go upstairs."
Song Yarong trots upstairs, as if a devil is chasing her. As soon as she gets back to the room, she quickly locks the door.
Fortunately, fortunately, she runs fast, and the Shen couple are really haunted.
Put down the bag, turned into the cloakroom, took the laundry, went to the shower room.
The sound of running water in the shower room kept coming out, and soon at the door of her room, Shen Hanjun slowly stood there, his hand didn't know whether to lift it or not.
Tangled for a few seconds, or sounded, a second, two seconds, did not wait for the voice inside, Shen Hanjun relieved, turned downstairs.