Chapter 249

What Lu Ziheng can see is Jiang Silu's disappointment, but he doesn't know where his disappointment is.

As far as Lu Ziheng is concerned, he likes Shen Qinghuan no matter what he looks like.

Jiangsilu raised his eyes and looked around. His heart gushed with bitterness.

Shen Qinghuan is still like this.

You don't have to do anything. It's easy to let people around you protect her.

But her eyes never fell on him.

Jiang Silu strode away from the canteen where he suffocated himself. His aunt was still shouting: "young man, don't you mean what the little girl is doing? What are you doing?"

The boy didn't reply. Zhou Zihan kept up with him and even forgot to fight Shen Qinghuan.

Murong Qing see for their own support people go inexplicably, his anger straight stamp.

But Shen Qinghuan's hand is too heavy after all. She can feel the pain of her instep when she stomps.

"You mean I pretend to be x because of poverty?" Shen Qinghuan had a cold smile on his lips. "Do you think I need it?"

I don't know how, Murong Qing was shocked by Shen Qinghuan's eyes. If she wanted to express, she was stuck in her throat.

Around, especially the students who just saw the balance of Shen Qinghuan's all-in-one card said in the crowd, "I just saw that Shen Qinghuan's card has five digits left."

Murongqing thinks that she is very honest, but unexpectedly, she makes an Oolong!

She was misled!

And the person who misled her has long gone!

"Sunny. You just came to a middle school. I don't know that in order to avoid our extravagance and waste, the upper limit of daily quota is 50 yuan. "

It's Ding Siyu, murongqing's deskmate, who just came to report, but inquired about all the big and small issues in a: "that girl just now is Shen Qinghuan, the daughter of Shen Haotian, the richest man in our imperial capital..."

"Is she Shen Qinghuan?" Murongqing looked at the back of the clear and beautiful, and ran after her.

Ding Siyu was shocked by murongqing's action.

She just said so much, Murong Qing did not listen to it?

With 45 minutes to go before the exam, I can't eat well and slowly.

Lu Ziheng took a small rape, but before he broke off the disposable chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan threw a fish to his plate. He said with a smile, "is this the feeling of being spoiled?"

"I don't know who said I haven't eaten yet. How can others know if I have finished eating?" Shen Qinghuan propped his chin, "if you can't finish eating, there's him."

"Zhou Zihan said it." Lu Ziheng peeled the fishbone, then handed it to Shen Qinghuan's lips, "but she ran away."

Shen Qinghuan's face was hot: "but you are still there."

"The little girl friend was just very domineering. All she could do for her husband was to deal with the aftermath."

Lu Ziheng continued to feed for a while. It was almost the amount of Shen Qinghuan's meal, so he ate the rest of the meal.

"I thought you would call me extravagant and wasteful like Jiang Silu."

"It's all within our ability, and it's nothing."

Lu Ziheng's heart suddenly became clear. It turns out that Jiang Silu's perfectionism does not allow girls he likes to have shortcomings.

But no one is perfect.

Like stars, they are ordinary people. How can they live in the filter all the time.

The little girl is very popular with Lu Ziheng's words. In fact, she is more afraid that her "arrogance" will hurt the young man's pride.

She made so many dishes that she thought of the wording.