7. She is still that little girl

When Qin Lu heard the beautiful woman talking, he fluttered: "Find it, there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to spend money." I have already recruited famous teachers from several children's sports halls, and I don't even need to prepare for classes, so I will continue to take classes according to what they have attended, and I will prepare any teaching aids for them. ”

Gu Ji kept smiling and listening, and asked with crooked eyebrows: "Then you are like this, aren't you afraid that people will find out and sue you in the court?" ”

"Whoever wants to sue me has to have evidence, right," Qin Lu shook along with the music in the headphones, and said unashamedly, "I change the color of the teaching aids, and I change the tune of the music, who can prove that I learned from whom?" ”

Gu Ji took out his mobile phone from his half-open backpack, stretched it out in front of Qin Lu, pressed the recording stop button, glared at him, and spit out word by word: "It turned out that there was no evidence, but now there is." If I let me know that you dare to use koala's course design, you will wait for me. ”

This time was too unexpected, which directly made Qin Lu stunned, and it was not until the others stepped into the car and continued to walk that he figured out the situation, pulled Zhong Ruicheng and complained: "The current little girl looks like a flower, how insidious she is like a tigress." ”

Zhong Ruicheng buckled his helmet with a "click", raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: ""Go to yours!" Do you want me to add some water to your backpack? ”

Qin Lu felt that his IQ was a little insufficient, and after riding for a full kilometer, he finally remembered that he had seen a photo in Zhong Ruicheng's house, and the girl holding a glass of Coke and smiling like a flower in the photo seemed to be the sinister beauty just now. He suddenly realized and sped up to catch up: "Brother Zhong, I'm blind, don't blame me." ”

Zhong Ruicheng didn't bother to look at him, turned the transmission on the mountain bike two gears faster, and directly shook off Qin Lu.

Qin Lu caught up like a dogskin plaster: "Brother Zhong, if you like people, just accept it, brother thinks you really need a new sister-in-law by your side." ”

Zhong Ruicheng slowed down and patted Qin Lu's shoulder from the side: "I forgot to tell you that the ingredients for dinner barbecue are still under the mountain, please go back and get it." After speaking, he left Qin Lu's wail behind.

The wind whistled in his ears, three years later, he always remembered the first time he saw himself, obviously a delicate little girl, but his eyes were staring at the knife on the wall, and he asked with a smile: Is this the Lazi Tibetan knife, has it been bladed?

In the eyes of others, she was still the same little girl, and as soon as she appeared, the men who were still blowing nonsense a second ago panicked. But he was already married and divorced, and he once had a daughter. According to the general perception in the marriage market, he is no longer qualified to say "like", he can only say something realistic now, such as where he plans to live after marriage, such as how many children he plans to raise in the future, study in public or private.

It was he who wasted the opportunity to say he liked it.

didn't go back to the city that night, Song Zixiao booked a homestay by the mountains and rivers in advance, and after dinner, he set up two tables in the courtyard and played cards together.

Gu Ji sat in the middle of a circle of big men, listening to them curiously as they told them how to play. In fact, she can play, and she used to rely on this to pass the time at night on business trips, and she got up early the next day to buy breakfast for everyone when she lost. In order not to get up early, her card skills are quite good.

But she didn't show it, and gently and skillfully asked, "How can this be considered a win", and she had already completely trampled Qin Lu under her feet psychologically and emotionally, and everyone thought that he was not kind to dig other people's teachers, and he didn't even take him to play cards - except for Zhong Ruicheng.

Zhong Ruicheng didn't play anything, just sat on the courtyard wall more than one meter high, holding a limited-edition lighter in his hand, which lit it one by one and then went out again. He never smoked, but the lighter in his hand was worth five figures.

As soon as it got dark, there were more mosquitoes, and it didn't work to light mosquito coils, so Song Zixiao proposed to go back to the room at nine o'clock and let Gu Ji rest early.

Gu Ji waved "good night" with a well-behaved face, and when everyone's room was closed, she put her hands behind her back and walked briskly back to the courtyard, standing under the wall, looking up at the people above: "Mr. Zhong, why don't you go to sleep?" ”