Chapter 4789

Anning said to the nanny, "help me prepare two lunches tomorrow."

The nanny thought peace was for Wu Heng, so she nodded to know.

After dinner, Anning went upstairs to play games for a while, and then went to bed.

Wake up in the morning and breakfast is ready on the table.

The steam is mixed with the smell of rice, and the fried dough sticks come out of the pot, emitting an attractive smell. In front of the white porridge is Anning's favorite cold dish.

Anning picked up the chopsticks and took two casually. Feeling eight points full, she stopped the chopsticks, wiped the water stains on the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, picked up the Bento prepared by the nanny and went out.

The Wu family's car was waiting at the door. After Anning got on the car, he conveniently put the Bento bag on the seat next to him.

Wu Heng played the game until two o'clock last night. He was already sleepy. When he saw peace, he closed his eyes again and continued to sleep.

Anning woke up to school. Wu Heng was still sleeping. He even snored in his mouth because he slept too deeply. At a glance, he knew that he stayed up late last night to play games.

Look at this, going to the classroom is also sleeping.

It's better to sleep in the car than to have a hard desk and a hard bench in the classroom.

Anning didn't wake Wu Heng up. He turned to the driver and said, "Uncle Li, call him again in the first class."

The driver nodded to show that he knew Anning. Then he opened the door and walked towards the school.

It was a little cold this morning. Anning was wearing a white shirt, sky blue jeans and a pair of recently popular small white shoes on the soles of her feet.

The version of the white shirt slightly retracts the waist, just outlining the quiet and slender waist and slightly undulating girl lines. The blue jeans are slightly wider. From the back, they have to be too real. However, the tall waist line and upturned hip shape expose the advantages of the quiet big and long legs.

When Anning arrived at the classroom, all the students in the class had arrived, and the English teacher was leading the reading on the podium.

Anning's action of pushing the door is very abrupt, but both teachers and students are used to it and continue after a pause. Anning naturally comes to his seat, puts down his bag, takes out his mobile phone and spends this long hour.

When Anning appeared at the door of the classroom, Jiang Chengyang noticed Anning.

When he arrived at the dormitory last night, Jiang Chengyang was popularized by his roommate. Who is Anning in the end.

Born in a rich family, she has a good family background. The head teacher and grade directors dare not provoke her. Except those who are in the same circle with her, she has no other friends. Such a person must be Miss Jiao who has not suffered hardship, has been tired, and has been made difficult and scolded.

Jiang Chengyang's upper bunk looked confused. Tongjiang Chengyang said, "I always thought Anning had a bad temper. I didn't expect you to say that about her today. She wasn't angry."

"Lying in the trough, I was scared to pee at that time. I thought they were going to fight."

There are some chattering gossip behind. Jiang Chengyang neither listens nor wants to listen. It's just some superficial assertions that look at the inside through the outside.

Today, Anning tied her hair into a small ball head, with strands of broken hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks. The morning sun exudes a charming orange yellow like an orange, hitting Anning's side face, just like the old photos of the last century, full of the heaviness precipitated by the years.

Jiang Chengyang looked at Anning, drew his eyes, bowed his head and continued to recite the words.

Unlike Anning, who has a mine at home and doesn't have to worry about the future even if he doesn't study well, he has only one way to study in the future.

In the four classes in the morning, Anning has been looking at her mobile phone. Although she doesn't study, she doesn't mean to disturb others' study. Jiang Chengyang has always hated students who don't study, but Anning, a student who doesn't love learning, can't afford to hate them.

In the last class, the teacher dragged a hall. When school was over, the teaching building was empty and there were not many people.

For fear of going late, there was no food in the canteen, and a wolf cried and a ghost howled in the classroom.

Jiang Chengyang didn't have a meal card, so he didn't take part in the fun. He was ready to go to the supermarket to buy food when he was almost gone.

Jiang Chengyang picked up his exercise book and was preparing to do some questions to kill time when a bento box suddenly appeared in front of him.

A thin white finger poked the lunch box in front of Jiang Chengyang bit by bit.

Jiang Chengyang looked in the direction of the bento box and bumped into Anning's eyes as bright and clear as the sky after summer rain lotion.

Because with the light on his back, his face is not true, but his eyes are shining with bright light, like a gem in the spotlight. The wave light flows and is beautiful.

Jiang Chengyang lowered his eyes and collected the amazement of the bottom of his eyes. His tone was indifferent: "what is this?"

The young man's eyes are extremely black, like an abyss without any light at the bottom of the sea. With fatal coldness and coldness, the sense of oppression spread in an instant, and his peaceful breathing seemed to be held by an invisible big hand. It was difficult to breathe.

Anning looked at Jiang Chengyang's face, which could not see the joys and sorrows, thought for a moment and said, "thank you, yesterday you invited me to have instant noodles, and today I invited you to lunch."

The quiet voice is very soft, with the unique tone of a little girl. It is soft, like the soft cry of a little cat, very moving.

Jiang Chengyang stared at Anning for a moment, and Anning looked back at Jiang Chengyang with a calm face.

His eyes were clean and clear, and he wrote frankly. Just like the two of them, they had an equal relationship.

Jiang Chengyang picked up the lunch box in front of him and opened it.

Three dishes, one soup and one rice are very simple homely dishes. However, from the particularly moving fragrance, it can be seen that the ingredients inside are very exquisite and all of them are valuable.

Jiang Chengyang picked up his chopsticks and ate them one mouthful at a time. He even waited for Anning to finish eating, washed the dishes and chopsticks in the pool and sent them back.

Jiang Chengyang's thin and amorous face took some expressions that Anning couldn't see clearly. His black pupils were brewing emotions that Anning couldn't understand. He just heard him say, "thank you."

Anning wants to say you're welcome, but Jiang Chengyang's eyes are full of emotions she can't understand. The sentence "you're welcome" is stuck in her throat, and Anning can't say it.

Anning took the dishes and chopsticks handed over by Jiang Chengyang, put them back in the bag and slept on the table as usual.

In the evening, Anning goes home with Wu Heng.

When I got home, I found an Chengya back.

An Chengya's appearance is very consistent with the current public's imagination of the president. He has a gentle and elegant face, with a sense of years precipitated by years and a unique charm, as well as the tenderness in his bones.

Because the eyes are too clear and transparent, an Chengya is afraid that he can't hold people down. On weekdays, he will bring a pair of flat mirror with gold frame, just to cover the eyes that are too eye-catching and add a sense of oppression.

It has been a full month since an Chengya came home last time.

Because the company recently encountered a problem. An Chengya flew around every day and woke up every day to work. Even if he wanted to call Anning, it was late at night after he was busy, so he had to give up.