The next day, the rain cleared up.

Everything yesterday was washed away by the rain.

Shen Qinghuan discussed with his parents early that he would go to Zhou Zihan's house to do his homework.

Shen Haotian watched his daughter get on the battery car with tears. He seems to have often said a word recently.

"Xiaoyu. Did you see that? Huanhuan has really grown up. "

In fact, children living in this world, no matter what their identity, will always be compared by parents.

As a student, parents care about their grades; When working, parents care about whether they are decent; After marriage, we should also compare the marriage party

Then children have children, and then become students, cycle.

Although Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu are not people who care about Huanhuan's achievements, there are always others who think they are husband and wife with that narrow vision.

However, as long as it was in the past, Huanhuan always wore non mainstream clothes with green hair and went to the street with a stick. She always went to fight in groups.

Shen Haotian often hears complaints from teachers and other parents at home. He doesn't worry about how the other party is hurt by Huanhuan. As long as Huanhuan is not hurt, it's easy to say how to deal with the aftermath.

He and Yan Ruyu themselves belong to late marriage and late pregnancy.

Shen Haotian also knows that it's not good to spoil children like this, but he can't make him complain about Huanhuan (◕ ˇ﹏ˇ ◕。)

Besides, their own female geese are not spoiled. Who spoiled them?

The drainage system of the imperial capital has always been good.

When Shen Qinghuan crossed the road, there was no humidity on the ground.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, which was still early from the time agreed with Lu Ziheng.

"Have you been waiting too long?" Lu Ziheng looks a little tired. At the same time, Qin Muzhi is also tired.

Letting girls wait is not the standard of a good boyfriend. Qin Muzhi secretly pinched Lu Ziheng's arm.

If he hadn't seen Shen Qinghuan here, Qin Mu was afraid that he wouldn't really be repaired by Lu Ziheng.

The premise of a fox pretending to be a tiger is that the whole tiger has to come out.

Qin Muzhi relied on Shen Qinghuan's presence, so he said everything he didn't dare to say on weekdays.

"Lao Lu. Take out the gift you prepared! " Qin Muzhi tries to talk to Lu Ziheng. If he hadn't been disturbed by Lu Ziheng in the middle of the night last night, he wouldn't be wearing two panda eyes now.

Speaking of this, Qin Muzhi was a little angry. He originally wanted to tell Lu Ziheng about Jiang Silu's early love and being caught, but he found himself black!

The angry Qin Muzhi gave Lu Ziheng a theory on the spot and asked what the situation was.

But Lu Ziheng came up and asked himself what to do if he made his girlfriend angry? Or how to identify yourself as not a scum man.

Qin Muzhi's anger at that time suddenly disappeared.

Still a scum man.

Jiang Silu is a scum man.

As pure (stupid) as Lao Lu, it's good for the Old Swan to pity him for a girlfriend. He said that Shen Qinghuan can slag, and Lu Ziheng doesn't have much slag..

Qin Muzhi was not vague. Referring to his parents' daily relationship mode, he told Lu Ziheng that women are very realistic creatures. Buying is their nature, and they especially like the sense of ceremony.

Recently, Dr diamond ring is not advertised, which has attracted many men to buy it in order to show loyalty to the people they like.

Qin Muzhi immediately asked Lu Ziheng to buy a diamond ring. He knew that his friend had some savings in his hand, but he just said casually. Who knows what channel the goods went through in the middle of the night. He just asked the mall to open the door for service and really bought a ring with his ID card.

"What gift are you talking about?"

Qin Muzhi wanted to say the gift Lu Ziheng wanted to buy on the spot, but Lu Ziheng covered his mouth, "nothing."

Shen Qinghuan obviously didn't believe Lu Ziheng's statement. Lu Ziheng looked to wear help, squatted down and pulled out a bunch of red flowers: "Na. Give you a little red flower. "