Three words - I love you? I marry you? Marry Me?
Han Xiaoye thinks that most of them are the first.
If Fu Zhiyan said love to her... Just thinking about it, his heart was beating.
With the college entrance examination in full swing, Han Xiaoye is full of fighting spirit like a chicken.
After the last exam, others are all in a circle, just as listless, only she is excited and eager to rush to CT entertainment immediately.
It's not surprising that she is not calm, mainly because she can't.
The last big question as like as two peas in physics is the same as the one Fu Zhiyan gave her. data It's like giving her 20 points!
What's the last 20 points of physics? It's a famous watershed between the last two books and the first one.
She can't wait to hear Fu Zhiyan say that the three words mentioned that night will reward her.
Just out of school.
A person called her, "little sister."
man Han Junqing in the memory of the sun, always smile bright atmosphere. When did it become bearded and skinny? And he was so dead that he looked like he had been hit hard. The most obvious is that there are still bruises left on the corners of the mouth after being beaten, which looks shocking.
"How can you do this? Shit, who hit you? "
"I..." Han Junqing touched her eyes, some embarrassed to avoid. The shame at the bottom of his heart is like the tide, which is about to submerge him and make him have the impulse to run away. But the foot is like a nail, unable to move.
Han Xiaoye felt that his look was not right. He frowned and walked forward two steps. "What happened?"
Han Junqing's mouth wriggled and suddenly fell down on his knees!
He knocked his knee on the road and knelt straight.
Han Xiaoye subconsciously wants to help him, but he evades.
"I'm sorry, sister." He did not dare to look at the girl's eyes in front of him. He lowered his head and choked out three words from his throat, "help me."
He went to find Quan Ronglian many times, but he was beaten out every time.
He didn't even see anyone.
With more and more evidence of speculation on the Internet, Han bao'er's spirit is on the verge of collapse. He has no choice... Really no choice
He said what Quan Ronglian had done in Han's house a month ago. Finally, the embarrassed wriggle under the mouth, the intention to say out.
"Little sister, I know it's bao'er's fault. I shouldn't have come to you. But she's really been taught a lesson this time. Can you help her once? "
"I won't help you."
"Little sister!" Han Junqing didn't expect that she would refuse so quickly. He couldn't believe it and looked at her.
Han Xiaoye taut face, clear big eyes seem to see through his mind, cold voice, "I say again, I don't help. That's sulfuric acid, not mineral water! " She's not the Virgin Mary. It's polite not to beat Han bao'er to death.
Han Junqing looked down by her and said dejectedly, "I know I have no face to ask you to help. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I can't watch bao'er go down like that. She'll go crazy again. So... "
He scooped out the glass bottle from his pocket and forced it into Han Xiaoye's hand.
"What is this?"
Han Junqing because of the rush and did not sleep well for a long time and crimson eyes set to look at the girl in front of, spit out two words, "sulfuric acid."
Older brother Little sister, I'll help her return this bottle of sulfuric acid. "
"Are you crazy?" Han xiaoyehuo is the same as hell.
Han Junqing didn't speak at all. Suddenly he grabbed her hand holding the sulfuric acid bottle and was about to pour it on her face.
Fortunately, Han Xiaoye's quick reaction, the key moment of wrist deviation, Rao is so. A small amount of sulfuric acid still splashed on his wrist.
pharynx
Shit!
Han Xiaoye really wants to hit people! Is he begging? This is forcing her!
The mind thinks, the body does.
"I'll go to your grandmother's!" She broke the glass bottle in her hand and hit Han Junqing on the bridge of his nose.
It was a very hard blow.
There was no sign of affection at all.
Han Junqing hit a staggering, stumbling almost fell.
Han Xiaoye doesn't care. He grabs his collar and hits him on the bridge of the nose. man You have only one sister, not Han Xiaoye. "
She said, don't go to see Han Junqing, Huoran open eyes, turned and left.
man
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Han Xiaoye held his breath all the way.
All the way to Lanhua villa, I felt very uncomfortable.
After giving the driver money, she rang the doorbell of the European villa.
"Ding Ling"
There's no response in there.
She stood on tiptoe and pressed again, feeling angry, and her hands unconsciously used their strength, "Ding Ling, Ding Ling --"
There's no reaction in there.
Han Xiaoye a little angry, just about to take out the mobile phone, suddenly, behind a car horn sounded.
man
"... I can't test the quality of doorbell." She's the best at telling lies.
"Hiss." not bad
"I've come to you for something. I'm..."
"Get in the car." The man's chin slightly raised down, can't refuse.
Han Xiaoye doesn't want to get on the bus, but he can't stand it. He asks for help and reluctantly moves onto the bus. The rebellious man stepped on the accelerator and Bugatti went out.
In the car.
The scenery outside the window gallops, Han Xiaoye is on pins and needles for a while, wording how to speak.
It's too cheap for her to ask for negatives.
If it sounds good, it's good. If it doesn't sound good, it's bad.
But Han Junqing is like that. She can't watch him die.
not bad
flower
"..." shit!
She suppressed the impulse to fight back and changed the topic, "where are we going now?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Isn't that the same as not saying it? Han Xiaoye curled his mouth and closed it.
cafe