Chapter 263: He's Her Cage
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It was not the first time that she was thrown away by him, but this time in addition to being uncomfortable, there was also an inexplicable taste that tormented her.
Tears welled up, she took a deep breath, forced down the tears, and told herself.
Anyin, you're doing a great job.
The third young master is good to you, but he is not your beloved, but your cage.
If you go in, you can't get out again, and your self-esteem and freedom will all have to be thrown away!
An Yin took the school uniform that she had changed out of earlier.
When she got dressed, her hands shook a little, and when she tidied herself up as quickly as she could, she put away the torn dress and walked out of the cubicle, and there was no one around, deserted.
Looking back at the empty cubicle, just like her heart, it was also empty.
The sun was still warm, but she felt very cold, the cold seeping from the bottom of her heart, the cold to the bone.
It turns out that the sun can be so cold......
The hunting ground is huge, and there is no end in sight.
She, where to go?
Looking down at the box in his hand, the extremely delicate packaging, but inside was a skirt that was so torn that she could no longer wear it.
A few photos, and she's been thrown here.
If this box is littered and picked up by someone, I don't know what article to make.
But to do things with this box, it will immediately become the focus of the conversation.
When these words get out, I don't know what they will become.
An Yin smiled bitterly.
What a hot potato.
A car approached and slowly stopped in front of her.
It was Lao Wu, the driver of the Qin house.
Lao Wu got out of the car, "Anyin, Uncle Fu asked me to pick you up." ”
"What does the old man mean?"
"Yes."
"How did you know I was here?"
"It was the third young master who said it."
An Yin nodded, and her heart became more and more confused.
"Get in the car."
"Did the old man just ask me to go back?"
"In the future, I won't be doing things here."
"Then I'll have to go to the Hot Springs Resort to get my luggage."
"I'll send you."
"Thank you."
Anyin only brought a basic change of clothes, very little luggage, and it only took a few minutes to pack it.
Dragging the suitcase, leaving the room, and passing by Qin Jian's room, he was silent for a moment, and he felt a feeling of not being able to do it.
He stayed in the hot spring mountain resort for at least a month.
I won't be going back to Qin's house this month.
Both she and he could use this time to calm down.
When I went downstairs, I saw Jin Peng lying on the sofa playing games.
An Yin dragged his suitcase past him, "I'm leaving." ”
"Hmm." Jin Peng's eyes were staring at the mobile phone screen, his eyelids were reluctant to lift, and he answered lazily.
An Yin stopped, snatching the phone.
"Hey, I'm going to die!" Jin Peng quickly reached out and grabbed the mobile phone, and there was tragic music on the phone, and a few words slowly surfaced on the screen - victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, heroes, please do it again!
Jin Peng cried and lost his face, and in the next moment, he clenched his mobile phone and suppressed his anger!
Good men don't fight women!
"Big sister, if you want to leave, why do you have to harm me?"
An Yin glanced at him, took out a stack of sticky notes, wrote a string of words with a 'brush', and pasted it on Jin Peng's face.
"Gone."
After saying that, he dragged his suitcase and left.
Jin Peng tore off the note on his face, and it said what Qin Jian didn't eat.
‘……’
Jin Peng pouted, An Yin walked on the front foot, and the third young master had to let him follow him on the back foot, this thing was useless for him.
ps: There are always girls who talk about DNA, the question is who can casually pull people to do NDA? Even if Qin Jian felt strange, he wouldn't have pulled An Yin and the Twilight family together, the young lady was here, why did they suspect that An Yin was the daughter of the Twilight family for no reason? You have the author telling you, but the characters in the book don't have a perspective eye.
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