"Are you so kind? Are you really kind enough to throw Lao Tzu on the highway? Apologize for such a serious thing? Lao Tzu walked for five hours! The soles of your feet are worn through, your legs are fractured, your heart is infarcted, your brain cells are hardened, and your soul is seriously injured, how serious do you think it is? Then I will rape you, insert all three holes in the upper and lower holes, and apologize after insertion?"

Liu Xiyue was so angry that she was going to die, "Okay, if you want to quarrel, the old lady will accompany you to the end!" I'll tell you a word, without the old lady nodding in the future, you will definitely not be able to stay in the Chinese class!"

"Dead shrew still dares to threaten Lao Tzu?" Song Baojun lit a cigarette, looking very impatient, "Dare to love your father is the head of the earth, and your godfather is the secretary general of the United Nations?

The two "tsk", the disdain in the tone is almost like a tangible sword plunged straight into the Porsche. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In terms of bickering, Liu Xiyue and other girls tore their faces and looked at it every minute, but compared to the power in language, where could she be the opponent of Song Baojun, who had experienced the baptism of obscene personality, only to be scolded with a blue face and smoke on her forehead.

Song Baojun also said: "How can you have a big head of garlic in this acre and three points of land? I said you should get out of it or not? Do you still want to discredit Chazhou University with your embarrassing and ugly image? Do you know why China has a dispute with the Philippines? You look too much like a monkey, and we plan to send you back to your place of origin, and the Philippines will not do it." Last week, a freshman saw you passing by the side of the road, and as a result, he immediately foamed at the mouth and fainted, and he is still being rescued. You are simply a shame of the Chinese department! The scum of Chazhou University!"

Liu Xiyue only trembled when she heard this, her scalp exploded, and she was afraid that she couldn't help but drive him to death, so she threw down a sentence and said, "You wait for me!" As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Porsche rushed into the gap in the street, leaving only a faint tail smoke.

Seeing her fleeing, Song Baojun threw down the cigarette butt of the river and extinguished it with the heel of his shoe, secretly scolding his frustration.

finally created a little ambiguity with Ye Jingchun, and the relationship between the two made a little progress, but Liu Xiyue suddenly sprang out like rat feces that spoiled a pot of soup and destroyed all the atmosphere. Coupled with the feud that was made last Sunday, it's no wonder that the otaku army can be in a good mood.

Finally waiting for the No. 5 bus, Song Baojun first went to the Longyu shopping mall in the commercial street of the black tea square in the city center. Finally, I chose a black lotus brand milky white women's waist jacket, a leather windbreaker with eight dog tags, and a pair of wind valley brand National Day sale canvas shoes, which were bought as gifts for the mother, father and sister respectively.

If you have money in your pocket, you not only have to enjoy yourself, but you also have to buy something for your family.

The old sister has always said that the Valley of the Wind is the world's top brand, and now the price is reduced by three folds, and it has also cost a full 1,500 yuan, I think she must like it.

Since the college entrance examination has been tutoring for two consecutive years, Song Baojun has been very busy with his study and life, and he has become an otaku again when he went to college, and he has not exchanged feelings with his sister for a long time.

The clothes I bought for my parents are also domestic first-line brands, and I spent more than 3,000 on three things.

Carrying three paper bags, the brand-name logo left outside was shining, and Song Baojun felt that he had become a rich man for a while.

Of course, maybe the rich second generation of Liu Xiyue and Xie Qilu and others can hardly understand his nouveau riche thoughts at the moment, but when he thinks of Song Baojun's stall of less than 100 yuan, eating instant noodles and playing games, he is relieved.

When I got home, I took out the key and was about to open the door, when a sturdy motorcycle suddenly crashed into the alley, rolled on the protruding bluestone slab and bounced slightly, and came to a cool posture similar to drifting on the edge of the steps in front of the door.

It was a black Harley-Davidson motorcycle, with high handlebars, a strong and domineering body, a hideous skull pattern painted on the fuel tank, a sudden vibration of the engine, and white smoke spewing out of the exhaust pipe.

There were two passengers in the car, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, high leather boots, and a black helmet. The side sitting in the back is on the butt of the car, with a white coat and a red short skirt, and two white calves are exposed.

The two took off their helmets, and saw that the driver was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a young face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and green fur at the corners of his mouth.

The girl in the back flicked her long hair, revealing a beautiful and refined smiling face. The goose-egg-shaped face, the willow eyebrows are curved, the eyes are big and round, bright as paint, the bridge of the nose is beautiful, and the slightly hooked corners of the mouth have a good-looking arc, which looks like the middle-aged charming handsome guy Song Shixian, it is Song Baojun's biological sister Song Jingtong.

Song Baojun couldn't help but snort, why did my sister go home on someone else's motorcycle? Look at that kid's thief eyebrows, rat eyes, roe deer head, rat eyes, pig head, dog face, sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, it's obviously not a good thing!

He glared at the kid viciously for a few times before he said, "Little girl, are you back?"

"Well, it's a holiday. Song Jingtong didn't respond lightly, picked up the small pink schoolbag and put it on his shoulder, but he smiled at the boy and said, "Xiaozun, thank you for sending me home." ”

The boy straddled the car with a big grin, but there was a hint of flattery hidden under the deliberately cold eyes, and said with a smile: "What's polite, it's my obligation to send you home, and it's my duty to do it." By the way, won't you invite me to your house?"

Song Jingtong looked at his brother whose face was like frost, then at the man, and said hesitantly: "Forget it, next time, my dad is probably going to come back." ”

The boy threw Song Baojun a provocative look, as if he was very dissatisfied with him ramming Song Jingtong's side, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll call you at night, we have organized a new show, you will like it." ”

"Let's talk about it. Song Jingtong waved Bai Shengsheng's little hand.

The boy put his helmet back on, and as soon as he raised the front of the car, the roar of the motorcycle engine resounded, and he rushed out of the alley like an arrow.