Mengfeiying some lost heart left.
A Zhao was puzzled.
However, a Zhao said that he is a very close friend.
Mengfeiying is willing to share the girl's secret with her, so she will be a qualified listener.
If she doesn't want to talk to others, she just doesn't know!
After dinner, a Zhao went to his small garden where he took a nap every day.
There now has a bag of snacks, is omnipotent reading summer poetry prepared in advance there.
Speaking of this, a Zhao will begin to appreciate his own people again.
#The saying that the eldest lady has a devil's figure is just a hard set.
No matter how a Zhao ate, how he did not exercise, how he lay down every day.
She will never grow a little bit of meat, always keep the devil's figure.
Usually, if a Zhao is not full, he will eat something to cushion his stomach. If he is full, he will sit and watch the scenery, or lie down and sleep for a while.
She didn't sleep today.
She's waiting for someone.
Ah Zhao didn't wait long.
In less than five minutes, we could see the boy in the white shirt coming this way.
A Zhao suddenly felt that the sun was a little dazzling.
A long time ago, I don't remember which world she was in. A Zhao once read such a sentence in a Book:
every girl has lived in her heart a teenager in a white shirt. This is their dream when she was young.
A Zhao raised his head and looked at the coming Tang Zhou.
She thought that the white shirt teenagers in the girl's dream were probably like tangzhou.
Thin, clean and meaningful.
It includes all the young girls' fantasies about prince charming.
Like ah Zhao, Tang Zhou is also looking at the girl sitting on the grass.
She looks very different now.
No straight back, no elegant sitting posture.
She is like any ordinary high school girl, cross legged, so casually sitting on the grass, the breath of youth wantonly exudes.
Tang Zhou suddenly realized why the eldest lady let herself come here.
He laughed.
Go to a Zhao.
He sat down with his legs crossed.
"Miss." He called out to her.
After a pause, Tang Zhou laughed again.
He took a serious look at ah Zhao at this time and said, "maybe I can change my address?"
A Zhao also laughed.
She knew that Tang Zhou understood what she meant.
She pointed to herself: "my name is wan Qizhao, you can call me a Zhao."
Tang Zhou opened his mouth: "ah Zhao. "
He seemed to be adapting to something. The two words read slowly.
After a while, he called again, "ah Zhao."
Ah Zhao said, "well," and pointed to himself: "you see, now I am like this."
She looked at Tang Zhou seriously: "I choose to meet you here today, you should understand?"
"As you can see, you don't have to be a real wanjizhao if you know her. Even what you see now is not necessarily what I really look like. "
Tang Zhou nodded.
"But what does that matter?" He said.
Ah Zhao looks at him with a crooked head.
Tang Zhou laughed and looked at a Zhao. His eyes were bright as a star: "I just want to be sure. I like you."
"No matter you are the first lady, or WAN Qichao, or a Zhao."
"You are you."
"The girl I like."