"Fluttershy, why are you still sleeping? Hurry up and get up! I'm going to be late for class."

Ye Qianrao pushed open the door directly, and when she saw Zhuang Die sleeping soundly in the room, she immediately walked quickly to the bed, leaned over and yelled loudly in the latter's ear.

The white shirt that is not stained with lead dust is tucked into tight denim trousers, and a pair of casual shoes that are both fashionable and comfortable, Ye Qianrao's slender figure is undoubtedly revealed, and the ponytail that sways slightly behind her head adds a bit of aura to her.

Youthful flying.

Different from Ye Qianrao's sweetness and beauty, Zhuang Die, who was lying on the big bed at this time, was completely sloppy and lazy.

Zhuang Die, who was woken up from a sweet dream, was obviously displeased, her brows were slightly frowned, her eyes seemed to be struggling for a long time before revealing her black and white pupils, her long soft and flowing hair was spread out on the pillow in a mess, and a tulle nightdress was crooked.

"Ha early in the morning, call the soul! When did you become so enthusiastic about going to school? ”

Zhuang Die yawned with a sleepy face, then reached out and rubbed his tangled black hair, and said with disgust in his eyes.

"It has to be passionate! Because now I can see Brother Wu Que in school every day! Aren't you happy? ”

Ye Qianrao glanced at her coquettishly, then blinked her delicate big eyes and said excitedly.

Zhuang Die shrank his head when he heard this, and replied with interest: "You are stupid, he has no class today, he may not go to school, and who knows if he is still intoxicated and happy in the gentle township, but your brother Wu Que didn't come back all night last night." ”

Her eyes were not sad, not joyful, but pure lifeless and lifeless.

"Brother Wu Que is your bodyguard, even if he doesn't have classes today, he will definitely go to school, and besides, he didn't come back last night probably because there was something important."

Ye Qianrao said a little hesitantly, and in the end, her eyes drooped slightly, probably because she felt that what she said was not very convincing, and her mood suddenly fell.

"Something important? What could be more important than having dinner with the goddess Pei Qiuli? Maybe we can have dinner and spend the night talking about our ideals and life? ”

Zhuang Die said coldly and uncharacteristically, and a touch of negative emotions involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

Ye Qianrao looked at her decadent expression and was slightly stunned, stopped the words she was about to blurt out, pursed her lips and was silent, her mood was a little complicated.

But anyone who is familiar with Zhuang Die knows her character very well, optimistic and brilliant.

She was never stumped by troubles, as if all the bad emotions in the world had been purified and sublimated in her.

She is stubborn and confident, even if she is in deep trouble, she still dares to step on the boundary line of the mass grave that is eyeing the country and point out the country, and her words are rising.

But since these days, not only Ye Qianrao or Zhuang Ji, but even Aunt Fang and Lao He have obviously found that Zhuang Die is becoming more and more silent day by day, and even habitually wandering.

The absent-minded and lifeless look intensified.

Zhuang Ji had already discovered Zhuang Die's abnormality, but he didn't know why he didn't break it.

Ye Qianrao's arrogant temperament is easy to ignore such small details, so she didn't clumsily see something until today, and her heart was a little stuffy.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Of course, Zhuang Die herself was very clear about her changes, but she found that she was powerless to resist.

Unable to resist the man who suddenly appeared in his life.

Unable to resist the emotions and eyes that followed the man's ups and downs.

At the beginning, Zhuang Die was happy and satisfied, because of companionship, dependence and protection.

Next, as the weight of that man in his heart continued to increase, and as Ye Qianrao, Zhuge Bodhi, Su Skirt, and Butterfly continued to appear beside him, her heart tensed uncontrollably little by little.

Sour, astringent, like half-ripe citrus, so sour that even the lips and teeth are trembling.

Zhuang Die was drenched by the occasional shower of youth, and her head was wet and her feet were cold, but she was stuck in the puddle.

"Fluttershy," Ye Qianrao's eyes swelled, and her tone was subtle and complex.

Wu Que seems to have a fatal attraction lingering all the time, and Zhuang Die is not the only one who has a moth to the fire.

Ye Qianrao looked at Zhuang Die, who was lazily turning over, and was a little speechless for a while.

The atmosphere was bitterly quiet.

But soon, a figure with a powerful aura swayed, instantly shattering this full melancholy.

"Fluttershy, why don't you get up yet?"

Visitors walked to the bedside, their voices sounding like heavenly sounds, carrying the warmth of a spring breeze.

Zhuang Die's delicate body froze slightly when she heard the voice, and then she didn't look back and called out sullenly: "Mom." ”

The person who came was Zhuang Die's mother Yeqin, who was as beautiful as ever.

The charming and amorous figure is silent and enchanting, but every strand of hair is filled with a strong confidence that is high above, which makes people intoxicated and can't help but surrender at the same time.

Ye Qin seemed to be blind to her strange appearance, and her familiar and delicate face carried a gentle and noble smile, and after nodding slightly at Ye Qianrao, she stretched out her round and delicate hand and gently patted Zhuang Die's buttocks.

"Little lazy pig, if you don't get up again, your mother and I will make a love breakfast that will be eaten up by your father."

The tone is pampered and the expression is natural.

Zhuang Die lay motionless on his stomach, and after a moment of silence, he sat up suddenly, took a deep breath, combed his unkempt hair casually, and grinned slightly.

"Let's go! Eat Mommy's Loving Breakfast! ”

She greeted Ye Qianrao, and then pulled out a set of clothes from the messy pile of clothes on the sofa next to the bed, and did not intend to avoid the two, so she took off her nightdress and put it on.

Zhuang Die threw her long hair behind her head fiercely, rubbed her face vigorously, grabbed Ye Qianrao's wrist and ran out of the room, shouting as she ran: "Mom, remember to help me clean up the clothes on the sofa." ”

Ye Qin watched the backs of the two disappear at the end, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared in an instant, leaving the ground cold.

"What a Wu Que, I want to see how you are born with three heads and six arms, and dare to make my daughter haggard like this."

She slightly twitched the corners of her sharp eyes, her expression remained unchanged, but her tone was so cold that it was heartbreaking.

The most terrible animal in the world is the woman, and the more terrible woman is the mother of the calf

Pei Qiuli sat in the passenger seat like a sculpture, his eyes staring straight ahead, unmoved.

Her expression was so calm, so calm that she couldn't see the slightest joy or anger, so calm that no one could see that she had been forced to complete a major life event just last night.

In fact, Pei Qiuli's mind was very chaotic, unprecedentedly chaotic.

She was thinking about something, and she couldn't figure it out.

Why was he defiled by him, but he didn't have the slightest sense of guilt and even became more and more domineering, but he was unconsciously in a position of resignation?

Why is that?

Thinking of this, her eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at the man who was driving on the left very covertly, and her heartbeat accelerated by three points.

"You can see it if you want, you don't have to hide it."

Before Pei Qiuli's gaze could escape from the target, the man said nonchalantly.

The man who drove the car was Wu Que, he turned his head to look at Pei Qiuli casually, and then continued to concentrate on driving, his face was calm, and no emotions were revealed.

Pei Qiuli was secretly startled, his eyes moved away without a trace, and he pretended not to hear anything.

"By the way, as you wish, I won't mention last night's incident to others, and when we get to school, we are just ordinary colleagues, so you don't have to worry that I will spread this story everywhere."

After a moment of silence, Wu Que's light voice sounded again, as calm as usual.

The corners of Pei Qiuli's mouth froze abruptly when he heard this, his fingers rubbed lightly unconsciously, and his eyes shook a few times inexplicably.

"Okay! I can't ask for it! That's it, just as if nothing had happened! ”

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then turned her head and suddenly said loudly, a trace of naughty green silk could not bear the turmoil and fell to her ears, swaying and telling.

"Did anything happen between us?"

Wu Que asked lightly with an expressionless face.

"You!" Pei Qiuli subconsciously turned his head and glared at him, his eyes were angry, and then he bit his lip and said viciously: "It's okay!" Nothing has happened! ”

As she spoke, she turned her head with her cheeks puffed out, leaving only the back of Wu Que's extremely beautiful head.

The corners of Wu Que's mouth lifted slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he was very curious in his heart, curious about the real thoughts of the little woman next to him.

When ordinary women encounter this situation, they either splash and roll on the table and hang themselves, or cry their father and shout that their mother is not married, but Pei Qiuli's reaction is very clumsy and chooses to deliberately forget.

Pei Qiuli is not the kind of woman who has a rotten private life, otherwise she would not be able to keep her perfect body at the age of twenty-seven.

Then in the face of herself, the man who took away her virginity, she can release the resentment and pain in her heart to the fullest.

But Wu Que only saw a blank look on her body.

Neither happy nor sad, as if it is really calm from the inside out.

It is undeniable that he really likes Pei Qiuli, of course, before that, his liking for her was only pure appreciation and recognition, and there was no male and female affection.

But now it's different, whether the two of them are strangers or estranged from now on, last night's skin-to-skin kiss will remain in the depths of memory, turning into a faint feeling, lingering and swaying.

A faint liking suddenly sublimated into a faint sense of belonging.

Wu Que is a domineering person in his bones, and he has no habit of giving away to people he likes.

"Are you going to get off here first? Can you go now? ”

Wu Que slowly stopped the car in the shade of a tree dozens of meters away from the school gate, looked at Pei Qiuli with a faint look in his eyes and asked.

He knew that the latter wanted to avoid suspicion, but he couldn't help but worry about her body.

Before, because Pei Qiu's delicate body was not enough to drive safely after the first night, Wu Quecai domineeringly personally carried her into the passenger seat.

"Oh oh, I'm getting off, I'm going to get off!"

Pei Qiuli was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt, endured the strange labor pain in his lower body, and looked around for a long time before getting out of the car.

"Be careful yourself."

Wu Que's eyes slanted slightly, and he reminded coldly.

"Don't worry about it, huh!"

Pei Qiuli pulled his face and replied in a hard voice, and finally couldn't help but snort softly, and then closed the car door heavily.

"Boom!"

The corners of Wu Que's mouth curled, and he stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

As the roar of the engine exploded, the shadow of the car gradually lengthened, and finally disappeared into the corner of the school gate.

"What a domineering president! Nasty! Yes! ”

Pei Qiu gritted his teeth and muttered bitterly, stomping his feet hard as he spoke, and couldn't help but snort softly because of the excessive movement that affected the injuries on his lower body.

God knows, what earth-shaking changes Pei Qiuli has experienced in the short time from yesterday to today?

At this time, how can she still have the aura of the goddess who was light and breezy yesterday.

A very small woman with one ear

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