Chapter 112: Not Rare

"What does he have to do with me, I was too naΓ―ve at the beginning, I thought I met someone who could take care of me for a lifetime, and now it seems that he is indeed a person who takes care of someone for a lifetime, you cherish each other!" After Xue Qing'er finished speaking, she sat up from the bed, put on her clothes, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Hu Cancan was so angry by her words that she stood up, and she said loudly: "That trash-like man, I'm not uncommon!" ”

"Oh? Is it? In her previous life, she didn't know which girl told her that she and Wu Hao had fallen in love with each other for a long time.

Now she looks like she has changed a lot!

Xue Qing'er turned to leave, but was suddenly held by Hu Cancan's arm, she used a lot of strength, as if she wanted to crush her arm.

Xue Qing'er's other hand slapped Hu Cancan's face, Hu Cancan's whole person was stunned, "You-", she didn't expect Xue Qing'er, who had always been cowardly, to make a move.

was slapped by her, and it took her a long time to react, and when she was about to jump up and beat back, her raised arm was held by Xue Qing'er: "Sister Cancan must be well-behaved, otherwise she will have wrinkles on her face, and she will not be able to marry in the future!" ”

After Xue Qing'er finished speaking, she glanced at her coldly and walked out of the bedroom.

Hu Cancan was very fond of her face, she hurriedly went over to look in the mirror, and when she found that the mung beans on her face had fallen off a lot because of Fang Cai's emotion, she screamed and hurriedly tried to find a way to remedy it.

Listening to the constant shouting in the dormitory, "My face, my face ......", Xue Qing'er shook her head.

Walking on the way to the campus, Xue Qing'er saw the banner of the speech contest hanging in the middle of the trunks of two camphor trees, gently swaying in the wind, she lowered her head, and was still a little unconfident in her spoken language.

Although every night, after she came back, she would read English carefully until the early hours of the morning, but knowing English and speaking English are two different things, although there is a competition in the speech competition, but speaking is also very important, and the best contestants are selected to participate in the national speech.

She was alone, quietly reading a book in the library for a while, and found that the time had reached 10 o'clock, so she hurried to the farmhouse Sichuan restaurant.

At noon, the business of the Sichuan restaurant was a little hot, and there were many customers, one of whom was very special, Xue Qing'er recognized him from afar, and she shouted in a low voice: "Justin!"

Justin's golden hair curled slightly, a small circle curled in front of his forehead, those pale blue eyes have been carefully looking at this Sichuan restaurant, when he saw the skewers of pepper and garlic hanging on the wall, he frowned slightly, and when he saw some Peking Opera masks, he touched his chin with interest.

Dressed in a gray striped shirt and a gray suit vest and trousers, Justin looks like a foreign model from some well-known magazine, with one hand in his trouser pocket.

A couple of bold waiters stepped forward and smiled and asked him what he needed, but Justin spread his hands and made a strange expression.

The proprietress threw her long braids to the back of her head and greeted her, for handsome guys, regardless of country, she was welcome and liked.

But as soon as she finished saying a Hello, she couldn't say any more, she looked around in embarrassment, and finally locked her eyes on Xue Qing'er, who was busy wiping the table.

She beckoned to Xue Qing'er, who immediately put down the rag and walked over.

"Boss, you call me?" Xue Qing'er glanced at the proprietress and then at Justin, and she greeted him.

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