Chapter 957: Tracking Part II (50)

Left paused and did not answer.

Wen Li felt uncomfortable for no reason, and he retracted his feet: "No need, I can walk by myself." ”

"Don't make a fuss." She pressed the person back: "Your legs and feet are not good, you need to take care of them." ”

He tilted his head and didn't say anything more.

He didn't know what he was angry about, but he was very uncomfortable, and Wen Li felt that he was very hypocritical.

Half an hour later, the two went downstairs to eat some food, and Zuo's mother came over and said with a smile: "The school should be closed for summer vacation in the near future, right?" Xiaoli will come back then. ”

The boy smiled decently, but did not nod.

At this time, Zuo's father suddenly walked into the hall, glanced at Zuo Qing, and didn't say anything, but talked to Zuo Nuan and Selange.

The atmosphere in the room is such that everyone can sense that something is wrong, except for Zuo Nuan, no one will ask without interest.

"Brother, did you quarrel with Dad?" The girl walked out of the hall and kept asking: "When you went abroad to study medicine, Dad was like this, what is the reason for you this time?" ”

She got into the car and asked the driver to close the window.

Zuo Nuan pouted and got into another car with Seranke.

“…… Are you okay? Wen Li sat next to her, asking tentatively.

Zuo shook his head lightly, leaning lazily on the back seat, Zhaoyang passed through the window and shook her face, slightly dazzling.

The car started slowly and drove into the noisy and congested road, and the scorching sun added to the annoyance.

Pedestrians on the side of the road put up parasols step by step, and they are like colorful streams, flowing in a chaotic manner.

The "Ding ......" bell broke the silence in the car, and Zuo Qing opened it to see that it was a message from the princelings.

Zhou Yiheng

Yu Mingxuan

Duan Sichen is equipped with an emoji that flies to the sky.

Zuo thought about it lightly and typed over a line

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Fei landed at one o'clock in the afternoon, pulled a small suitcase lightly, the shirt on his upper body was dazzlingly white, he walked to the nearby parking lot, drove out the black Maybach, and as soon as the air conditioning in the car was turned on, the world finally cooled down.

Wen Li sat quietly in the passenger seat, his eyes were constantly changing high-rise buildings, he looked at it for a while and turned his head and asked, "Are you really okay?" ”

Zuo turned the steering wheel lightly and smiled gently: "What can I do?" ”

Knowing that the other party didn't want to say it, he didn't ask again, but he was a little uncomfortable.

The hot wind blows up the dust, and they glitter in the sunlight and blow on people's faces in the direction of the wind.

Half an hour later, the car stopped near the dormitory building, and the two entered the dormitory, and the wooden door was locked by the left light without incident.

"How's it going on you? I was in a hurry in the morning, and the ointment had not yet been applied. She pulled the man over and unbuttoned it.

Wen Li was very annoyed, shook off the other party, picked up the bathrobe and looked at the bathroom.

Zuo Qing frowned and walked over, knocked on the door and asked, "Why did you suddenly lose your temper?" ”

The sound of the water inside stopped for a few seconds, then became louder, as if trying to hide something.

"Wen Li, open the door."

There was no response from the people inside, and she knocked for a while, still like that.

With an indifferent face, Zuo Qing opened the door directly and walked in.

"How did you get in?" Wen Li's eyes widened, and the shower gel fell to the ground in shock, and the bubbles in his hair were like a ball of marshmallows, milky white, which looked delicious.