The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
See him standing still.
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
She continued to complain, "And rude."
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
"Pah." She said to the door.
The boy didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He took a step and jumped, and climbed over the wall nimbly.
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
He loosened his grip slightly and dragged her forward.
"Difficult." Very difficult.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
"Pah." She said to the door.
She looked at the male and female protagonists in the film who were gazing at each other affectionately and asked, "Are you picky about sex?"
"Students from the third year of high school! Why are you running here instead of going to evening self-study?" The dean of studies was running out of breath, shouting as he ran, "Stop right there! Both of you."
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
See him standing still.
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
After she buckled her seatbelt, he asked, "What are you filming?"
She watched him turn right and then disappear. She said, "I forgot to mention one of his biggest shortcomings: he's a psychopath!"
Zhao Fengqing climbed over the wall, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
The distance between teachers and students is getting wider and wider.
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
Jiang Jing went over and knocked on the door.
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
That grove is the holy place of A.
"Pah." She said to the door.
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
He held her right foot with his left hand and held her in his arms with his right hand. "How did I treat you?"
She folded her hands and sneered, "I will go back by myself."
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
She looked at the male and female protagonists in the film who were gazing at each other affectionately and asked, "Are you picky about sex?"
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Jiang Jing left in a cloud of dust.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
That grove is the holy place of A.
Jiang Jing left in a cloud of dust.
"Picky." Very picky.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
"Pah." She said to the door.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
"Students from the third year of high school! Why are you running here instead of going to evening self-study?" The dean of studies was running out of breath, shouting as he ran, "Stop right there! Both of you."
"Difficult." Very difficult.
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang for being so handsome." She put her arms around his neck and watched the light and shadow of the film sway on his face, making his eyes look much darker. "It doesn't hurt when I kiss you."
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
The teacher's shout added humanity. It came from far away.
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
Jiang Jing smiled.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
The boy glanced at her.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
That grove is the holy place of A.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
All we can look forward to is the future.
He turned and looked at the wall.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
"Difficult." Very difficult.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
Zhao Fengqing climbed over the wall, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere.
Jiang Jing left in a cloud of dust.
He immediately took it in his mouth and rolled it into his mouth.
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
The boy didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He took a step and jumped, and climbed over the wall nimbly.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
The wall of A was easy to climb, and climbing walls was a common thing for her. What made her feel uncomfortable was that the boy really left on his own.
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
The teacher's shout added humanity. It came from far away.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
He immediately took it in his mouth and rolled it into his mouth.
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
After she buckled her seatbelt, he asked, "What are you filming?"
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
She looked at the male and female protagonists in the film who were gazing at each other affectionately and asked, "Are you picky about sex?"
Seeing that she was so lazy, Jiang Jing did it himself.
Zhao Fengqing climbed over the wall, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere.
But recently she has been in a bad temper, taking advantage of her favor and getting ahead of others.
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
But recently she has been in a bad temper, taking advantage of her favor and getting ahead of others.
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
The wall of A was easy to climb, and climbing walls was a common thing for her. What made her feel uncomfortable was that the boy really left on his own.
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
The teacher's shout added humanity. It came from far away.
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
He held her right foot with his left hand and held her in his arms with his right hand. "How did I treat you?"
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
Zhao Fengqing climbed over the wall, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
She folded her hands and sneered, "I will go back by myself."
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
After she found out the name of the boy in the office, her attention was focused on Jiang Jing.
"Difficult." Very difficult.
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
Zhao Fengqing climbed over the wall, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips.
"Pah." She said to the door.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
"Who made you angry with me?"
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
He loosened his grip slightly and dragged her forward.
"Don't be mad at me."
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
All we can look forward to is the future.
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
She turned around and smiled.
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
She was not afraid of him, "It's no use calling me Qing Feng Zhao."
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
Jiang Jing lifted her chin and kissed her, "Does it only matter if he's handsome or not?" This woman's first criterion for judging a man is his appearance. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't take her eyes off him.
After she buckled her seatbelt, he asked, "What are you filming?"
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
The boy glanced at her.
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
Jiang Jing glanced at him without any expression, "Did you see a ghost?"
"It's my fault." Jiang Jing kissed her forehead.
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Fengqing came out of the shower, Jiang Jing called out, "Are you hungry? Come out for a midnight snack."
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Jiang Jing lifted her chin and kissed her, "Does it only matter if he's handsome or not?" This woman's first criterion for judging a man is his appearance. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't take her eyes off him.
"When I was in my third year of high school, I went into the woods with a handsome boy." Although she had not seen the boy's appearance, she imagined him to be a handsome guy. "He has now become a ghost legend in A. He has killed many people."
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
"Don't be mad at me."
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
She was not afraid of him, "It's no use calling me Qing Feng Zhao."
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
He turned and looked at the wall.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
After she found out the name of the boy in the office, her attention was focused on Jiang Jing.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
Jiang Jing smiled.
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
Jiang Jing glanced at him without any expression, "Did you see a ghost?"
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
He turned and looked at the wall.
She continued to complain, "And rude."
She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
Seeing that she was so lazy, Jiang Jing did it himself.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
After she buckled her seatbelt, he asked, "What are you filming?"
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
After combing her hair, Jiang Jing put down the hair dryer. "Hmm?" He felt silly when he saw her smile.
"Students from the third year of high school! Why are you running here instead of going to evening self-study?" The dean of studies was running out of breath, shouting as he ran, "Stop right there! Both of you."
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
But recently she has been in a bad temper, taking advantage of her favor and getting ahead of others.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
See him standing still.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
Jiang Jing smiled.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips.
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
Jiang Jing left in a cloud of dust.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
After combing her hair, Jiang Jing put down the hair dryer. "Hmm?" He felt silly when he saw her smile.
She turned around and smiled.
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
After she buckled her seatbelt, he asked, "What are you filming?"
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
She watched him turn right and then disappear. She said, "I forgot to mention one of his biggest shortcomings: he's a psychopath!"
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Fengqing came out of the shower, Jiang Jing called out, "Are you hungry? Come out for a midnight snack."
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
After a passionate kiss, he asked softly, "Shall we start the next stage of treatment?"
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
"Pah." She said to the door.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang for being so handsome." She put her arms around his neck and watched the light and shadow of the film sway on his face, making his eyes look much darker. "It doesn't hurt when I kiss you."
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
Jiang Jing went over and knocked on the door.
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
Jiang Jing lifted her chin and kissed her, "Does it only matter if he's handsome or not?" This woman's first criterion for judging a man is his appearance. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't take her eyes off him.
The boy glanced at her.
She folded her hands and sneered, "I will go back by myself."
Zhao Fengqing hated the two words in his words the most, so she finally sat in the back seat. After sitting down, she said sarcastically: "Boss Jiang is so reluctant to give me a ride, why bother?"
The boy glanced at her.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
She turned around and smiled.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
Jiang Jing smiled.
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
She folded her hands and sneered, "I will go back by myself."
Zhao Fengqing hated the two words in his words the most, so she finally sat in the back seat. After sitting down, she said sarcastically: "Boss Jiang is so reluctant to give me a ride, why bother?"
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
Zhao Fengqing hated the two words in his words the most, so she finally sat in the back seat. After sitting down, she said sarcastically: "Boss Jiang is so reluctant to give me a ride, why bother?"
"Who made you angry with me?"
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
She continued to complain, "And rude."
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
Zhao Fengqing hated the two words in his words the most, so she finally sat in the back seat. After sitting down, she said sarcastically: "Boss Jiang is so reluctant to give me a ride, why bother?"
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
The boy glanced at her.
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
She was not afraid of him, "It's no use calling me Qing Feng Zhao."
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
The teacher's shout added humanity. It came from far away.
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
He held her right foot with his left hand and held her in his arms with his right hand. "How did I treat you?"
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
On the day Qin Xiao asked him to go to the bookstore, he saw Zhao Fengqing from afar.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
She watched him turn right and then disappear. She said, "I forgot to mention one of his biggest shortcomings: he's a psychopath!"
He suddenly came and hugged her.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
"When I was in my third year of high school, I went into the woods with a handsome boy." Although she had not seen the boy's appearance, she imagined him to be a handsome guy. "He has now become a ghost legend in A. He has killed many people."
Zhao Fengqing was also angry, and he still had a stern face after returning to his new home.
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
After dimming the lights, the movie was very atmospheric.
"Who made you angry with me?"
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
Jiang Jing went over and knocked on the door.
"Please add some skills." Zhao Fengqing chuckled and moved closer to him with pouting lips.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
The wall of A was easy to climb, and climbing walls was a common thing for her. What made her feel uncomfortable was that the boy really left on his own.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
"Students from the third year of high school! Why are you running here instead of going to evening self-study?" The dean of studies was running out of breath, shouting as he ran, "Stop right there! Both of you."
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
After dimming the lights, the movie was very atmospheric.
"When I was in my third year of high school, I went into the woods with a handsome boy." Although she had not seen the boy's appearance, she imagined him to be a handsome guy. "He has now become a ghost legend in A. He has killed many people."
"Zhao Fengqing." Jiang Jing softened his tone. "Stop making trouble."
Seeing that she was so lazy, Jiang Jing did it himself.
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
But recently she has been in a bad temper, taking advantage of her favor and getting ahead of others.
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
Zhao Fengqing took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and then used the force to jump onto the wall.
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
See him standing still.
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
See him standing still.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Fengqing came out of the shower, Jiang Jing called out, "Are you hungry? Come out for a midnight snack."
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
On the day Qin Xiao asked him to go to the bookstore, he saw Zhao Fengqing from afar.
After dimming the lights, the movie was very atmospheric.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
"Pah." She said to the door.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
"Don't be mad at me."
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
That grove is the holy place of A.
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
Getting angry with Jiang Jing can tire you to death. He has few nice words, only cold words. He is a man whose weather is like winter all year round.
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
He suddenly came and hugged her.
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
She pushed hard.
It was warm and comfortable. All of a sudden, most of her anger disappeared.
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
"When I was in my third year of high school, I went into the woods with a handsome boy." Although she had not seen the boy's appearance, she imagined him to be a handsome guy. "He has now become a ghost legend in A. He has killed many people."
"Picky." Very picky.
See him standing still.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
"Picky." Very picky.
"It's my fault." Jiang Jing kissed her forehead.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
"Who made you angry with me?"
If he hadn't come out to scare her, she would have been running just fine, how could she suddenly be chased by the teacher
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
"Please add some skills." Zhao Fengqing chuckled and moved closer to him with pouting lips.
"Please add some skills." Zhao Fengqing chuckled and moved closer to him with pouting lips.
After she found out the name of the boy in the office, her attention was focused on Jiang Jing.
The water on his hair dripped down his hair ends onto his arms. "Well, I'm really bad. It's my fault. Don't think about the past."
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
She was slightly annoyed, "What?"
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
After a passionate kiss, he asked softly, "Shall we start the next stage of treatment?"
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
"Oh?" He said coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend?"
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Finally, the two arrived at the school wall.
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
All we can look forward to is the future.
Zhao Fengqing snorted, got out of the car decisively, and slammed the door hard.
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
On the day Qin Xiao asked him to go to the bookstore, he saw Zhao Fengqing from afar.
Zhao Fengqing has never been afraid of teachers. She also likes to provoke them. She deliberately opened her voice and said, "Senior Three—"
She has a lot of hair, so it takes a long time to blow-dry her hair every time. She usually just blows it casually and leaves it half dry.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
Seeing that she was so lazy, Jiang Jing did it himself.
The teachers' voices were getting closer and closer, and the light from the searchlights shone in.
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
He held her right foot with his left hand and held her in his arms with his right hand. "How did I treat you?"
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
Seeing Jiang Jing's calm expression, she snorted, "Who dares to make you angry? You have kidney deficiency. Kidney deficiency is not a big deal. I have to accommodate you all the time."
After dimming the lights, the movie was very atmospheric.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
No matter how angry she was, Jiang Jing would always be the first to compromise.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
She turned around and smiled.
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
"It's my fault." Jiang Jing kissed her forehead.
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
She watched him turn right and then disappear. She said, "I forgot to mention one of his biggest shortcomings: he's a psychopath!"
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
It becomes more ambiguous and creates a better atmosphere.
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
This was not just because of the old tree. The dean had caught young boys and girls talking sweetly here. So when he saw that place, he became alert.
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Fengqing came out of the shower, Jiang Jing called out, "Are you hungry? Come out for a midnight snack."
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
The characteristic of American TV dramas is that men and women look at each other and go to bed as soon as they say they want to. A pair of strangers rolled into bed within ten minutes of knowing each other.
But recently she has been in a bad temper, taking advantage of her favor and getting ahead of others.
She looked at the male and female protagonists in the film who were gazing at each other affectionately and asked, "Are you picky about sex?"
She turned around and smiled.
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
After dimming the lights, the movie was very atmospheric.
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
"Pah." She said to the door.
Zhao Fengqing was also angry, and he still had a stern face after returning to his new home.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
After combing her hair, Jiang Jing put down the hair dryer. "Hmm?" He felt silly when he saw her smile.
The boy glanced at her.
That grove is the holy place of A.
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
Zhao Fengqing was also angry, and he still had a stern face after returning to his new home.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
She pushed hard.
She looked at the male and female protagonists in the film who were gazing at each other affectionately and asked, "Are you picky about sex?"
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
He turned and looked at the wall.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
In the night, she is as beautiful as a willow and a peach.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
"Picky." Very picky.
She cried out in pain, "Hey, it hurts."
"Students from the third year of high school! Why are you running here instead of going to evening self-study?" The dean of studies was running out of breath, shouting as he ran, "Stop right there! Both of you."
He called her, but she didn't reply. She went straight into her room and locked the door.
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
She sat on the bed in silence for a while before opening the door.
He loosened his grip slightly and dragged her forward.
Jiang Jing lifted her chin and kissed her, "Does it only matter if he's handsome or not?" This woman's first criterion for judging a man is his appearance. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't take her eyes off him.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
Zhao Fengqing ignored him and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
After a passionate kiss, he asked softly, "Shall we start the next stage of treatment?"
"Difficult." Very difficult.
"Picky." Very picky.
Jiang Jing went over and knocked on the door.
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
He loosened his grip slightly and dragged her forward.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
The head teacher's voice got louder in the back, "Which class are you from? Don't run!"
She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips.
Halfway through, Zhao Fengqing grinned, "Boss Jiang."
Jiang Jing smiled lightly, holding her left calf and kneading it gently.
Jiang Jing went over and knocked on the door.
"I didn't think about it. You were the one who mentioned my ex-boyfriend." She liked him voluntarily. She never regretted it. But that night did hurt her. She complained a few words, which was a relief for him.
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
Jiang Jing immediately looked sullen.
"Who made you angry with me?"
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
"Yes, you are not a good person." As Zhao Fengqing shook, his hair towel fell to the ground, and his wet hair spread out. "Very bad."
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
Jiang Jing looked at her back in the car, glanced at the full moon, and then flashed his high beam twice.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
The boy glanced at her.
He held her right foot with his left hand and held her in his arms with his right hand. "How did I treat you?"
Two minutes later, Jiang Jing's car made a circle and came back.
Turn on the shower head and let warm water pour down.
She pushed hard.
All we can look forward to is the future.
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang for being so handsome." She put her arms around his neck and watched the light and shadow of the film sway on his face, making his eyes look much darker. "It doesn't hurt when I kiss you."
After she found out the name of the boy in the office, her attention was focused on Jiang Jing.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
Jiang Jing's mind was not on the film. He cut her hair and fed her fruit. He also helped her relax her muscles wherever she was sore.
Jiang Jing lifted her chin and kissed her, "Does it only matter if he's handsome or not?" This woman's first criterion for judging a man is his appearance. When she sees a handsome guy, she can't take her eyes off him.
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
She pushed hard.
"Get in the car." He still looked cool.
The boy glanced at her.
The boy was very familiar with the environment, and he dragged Zhao Fengqing along, running left and right in the extremely bright forest, like a ghost.
"Please add some skills." Zhao Fengqing chuckled and moved closer to him with pouting lips.
He chased over there and notified other teachers.
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
See him standing still.
He stopped by the roadside and said, "Go back by yourself."
She watched him turn right and then disappear. She said, "I forgot to mention one of his biggest shortcomings: he's a psychopath!"
She stuck out her tongue and licked his lips.
Jiang Jing stopped talking.
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
He immediately took it in his mouth and rolled it into his mouth.
The more the dean shouted, the faster the boys and girls in front ran.
"Don't mention that bad thing anymore." Jiang Jing patted her back, touching her wet hair. "Let me blow dry your hair."
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
After a passionate kiss, he asked softly, "Shall we start the next stage of treatment?"
After Zhao Fengqing finished speaking, he stood there waiting.
Zhao Fengqing smiled proudly, "It's hard to find someone as beautiful as you, right?"
Hearing him helping to blow dry his hair, Zhao Fengqing nodded.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
There was no light between the trees, and the leaves rustled in the wind. With the boy's pale mask, it was as if he was in a horror movie.
All we can look forward to is the future.
Zhao Fengqing picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the full moon from an upward angle.
Zhao Fengqing pushed him, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, "I'll dance for you."
After a passionate kiss, he asked softly, "Shall we start the next stage of treatment?"
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
The boy suddenly increased the force on her wrist, and the force hurt her.
She folded her hands and sneered, "I will go back by myself."
Zhao Fengqing likes to watch American TV series. When Jiang Jing found out, he placed a projector in the living room.
She continued to complain, "And rude."
"Please add some skills." Zhao Fengqing chuckled and moved closer to him with pouting lips.
Zhao Fengqing chose a racing movie, then leaned back on the sofa, eating and watching comfortably.
Jiang Jing smiled.
Zhao Fengqing showed him the photo and asked jokingly, "Boss Jiang, can you tell there is a handsome boy under the moon?"
"It's my fault." Jiang Jing kissed her forehead.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
The distance between teachers and students is getting wider and wider.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
Zhao Fengqing turned to the boy and smiled, "Classmate, which grade are you in?" At this age, she still doesn't know how to restrain her beauty.
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang for being so handsome." She put her arms around his neck and watched the light and shadow of the film sway on his face, making his eyes look much darker. "It doesn't hurt when I kiss you."
The boy didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He took a step and jumped, and climbed over the wall nimbly.
The bright moon that was originally hidden in the clouds was now unusually bright. From Zhao Fengqing's perspective, the young man's agile figure and the silvery full moon in the night sky were frozen into a black and white painting.
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."
"Treat him well." She acted like a good patient, "Maybe we can get better together." She guessed that her chance of recovery was greater than his. After all, he and she were different in organic and functional aspects.
Zhao Fengqing finished shouting in the grove: "Student Jiang, I don't like you anymore."
Many years later, the only thing she remembered about that day was the figure of the young man in the circle of the silver moon.
She turned around and smiled.
After that, she never looked at him straight in the eye again. Her likes and dislikes came and went quickly.
That grove is the holy place of A.
The most comfortable thing is to have someone serving you.
Speaking of boyfriends, Zhao Fengqing couldn't help but say a few insults, "The only thing that was said about my ex-boyfriend was his terrible skills."
"It's my fault." Jiang Jing kissed her forehead.
In his memory, there was a girl with white hair and black clothes. When she threw off her hat and her white hair flew, he thought of a line of poetry: "Long eyebrows connected with beauty, a slight glance, a color that captures the soul, and makes the heart happy."
On the day Qin Xiao asked him to go to the bookstore, he saw Zhao Fengqing from afar.
Jiang Jing glanced at him without any expression, "Did you see a ghost?"
"Get out of the car." He said coldly.
Jiang Jing said coldly, "Zhao Fengqing."
Zhao Fengqing looked back.
Zhao Fengqing looked over. Then she looked up and asked innocently, "Are you going to leave me here alone and get caught by the teacher?"
Zhao Fengqing felt itchy, so he raised his right foot and stepped on his waist. "Why do you keep scratching my leg?"
"Thanks to Mr. Jiang for being so handsome." She put her arms around his neck and watched the light and shadow of the film sway on his face, making his eyes look much darker. "It doesn't hurt when I kiss you."
Looking back at her and him's past, they never had a good time together.
It’s just that Qin Xiao was reading “The Birth of Tragedy” and he couldn’t care about anything else.
The dean watched helplessly as the boy dragged the girl into the woods at the other end.
"Who is mad at you? I'm telling you the truth." She turned her head to look out the car window and said with contempt, "You are just rude and have poor sex skills."