Chapter 42: Wiping a handful of sweat
Song Nana rummaged through the cabinets and began to pack her things, she found a suitcase in the cloakroom and stuffed everything she needed to bring into it.
The original owner brought a lot of necessities and put them in the dormitory when he started school before.
However, she doesn't like to wear clothes worn by others, even if it was worn by the previous owner of this body, Song Nana didn't like it very much.
So she packed all the clothes she bought into her suitcase, and found some low-key clothes in the cloakroom to pack.
I thought I didn't have much stuff, but after packing it, I found myself packed a whole suitcase.
Song Nana smiled, put the suitcase up and put it aside, and then took the pajamas to take a shower.
Fu Tingchuan, who was separated by a wall, didn't know that the canary he raised was leaving Fang Yihuating, his face was cold, and there was a touch of anger in his eyes.
The light on the computer was on his face, making his facial features more and more three-dimensional.
He said something in French with a cold face, and the other party said something again, and Fu Tingchuan's face was stained with gloom in an instant.
His eyes were heavy.
The other party's attitude softened instantly, and then he also said something.
- They didn't dare to provoke Fu Tingchuan.
can only fight for some benefits for himself with Fu Tingchuan's permission.
But if Fu Tingchuan showed the slightest dissatisfaction, they would tremble and instantly withdraw their tentative feet.
After finalizing the details, Fu Tingchuan said that the cooperation was pleasant.
The other party wiped a handful of sweat.
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After hanging up the video conference, Fu Tingchuan got up and went to wash.
The water flowed down his head, slid down the contour line of his cheeks, and dripped down the position of his shoulder blades, and the sex felt acme.
Fu Tingchuan randomly wrapped a bath towel around his waist, wiped his hair and walked out.
With a touch of fatigue on his face, he reached out and rubbed his brow.
But somehow, Song Nana's face suddenly appeared in my mind.
Aggrieved, his cheeks were a little bulging, and there was a crystal clear tear in the corner of his eye when he looked at him.
I can't drop it.
Fu Tingchuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to brush this tear away.
When he realized who he was thinking, Fu Tingchuan suddenly paused.
His eyes were extremely dark, and at this time he was a little beast-like cold.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
The next moment, exhale slowly.
The little canary he raised is quite attractive.
Fu Tingchuan returned to the bedside.
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The alarm clock at five o'clock was ringing, Song Nana reached out and pressed the alarm clock off, the quilt covered her head, and the next moment she lifted the quilt violently.
The character can't collapse.
The original owner is a top student, and he can't be late for the first start of school.
Song Nana exhaled slowly, she rubbed her face, got up to wash.
She was fast, changed her clothes, and walked downstairs with her suitcase.
When passing by Fu Tingchuan's room, Song Nana stretched out her hand to knock on the door, but she didn't know what she thought, the cat's pupils showed a touch of cunning, she turned around and walked towards the stairs.
The suitcase is full, but it is not very heavy.
One of the world's top ten unsolved mysteries -
The girl's suitcase can't be carried by the boy.
At this point, the sky is still foggy, the sun has not come out, and some taxi drivers have not yet started work.
However, the subway has already begun to operate, and Song Nana pushed her suitcase and walked all the way, and only found the subway station according to the map.
Her face was a little pale.
Tired.
Don't look at the fact that there are only nineteen villas in Fang Yi Huating, but the area of each villa in Fang Yi Huating is very large.
It took her more than forty minutes to get out of Building Ninth.