Sweetheart, darling, I picked it up

Chapter 302 Why Are You Alone

The little girl was excited for a while, and a "goo" suddenly sounded.

Realizing that her stomach was growling, she couldn't help but feel hot.

Seeing Lu Shaoxiu holding back his smile, Xia Youyou became annoyed, "Speaking of which, you are all to blame for this!"

"What does it have to do with me? I don't know who that man in the cloak is."

"If you hadn't locked me here and forced me to wash the floor and clean the chairs all the time, would I have been almost killed by someone? Even if I hadn't been killed by that person, I would have died of starvation and exhaustion."

The more Xia Youyou said, the more angry she became, "To be honest, I wonder if you don't like me and want someone to kill me."

"What are you talking about? Am I that vicious?"

"Who knows? Maybe you, as the high-ranking son of the chairman, were repeatedly rejected by me, so you were so angry that you couldn't bear it, and you killed yourself... Ah Qi!"

Before she could finish her complaints, the little girl sneezed from the cold.

Lu Shaoxiu was originally angry because of her questioning, but now seeing her pitiful look, he found it funny again, "Don't catch a cold."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Would you like to go to where I live now, and I'll find some clean clothes to lend you."

"where you live?"

"Where I took you to last time."

Xia Youyou shook her head, "It's so late, I'm going home."

"Are you planning to go back in such a wet body?" Lu Shaoxiu joked, "I'm afraid you'll freeze to death before you get home."

The weather in April is still relatively cold.

Especially at night, the seaside wind is particularly strong.

Xia Youyou, who was getting colder and colder, hesitated for a while, "Then go and get me a coat, I won't go with you."

"What?" Lu Shaoxiu asked with a smile, "Are you still afraid that the lonely man and widow will be alone in the room, will I eat you up?"

"I'm really scared!"

I didn't expect her to answer so directly. After a while, Lu Shaoxiu smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not a beast."

"Hurry up and get your clothes," Xia Youyou said impatiently, "I'll wait here for you to come back, I don't want to go anywhere."

"Okay, then you stay here."

After Lu Shaoxiu left, Xia Youyou stood for a while, and couldn't help but shrink back, feeling like she was about to freeze into a dog.

Especially when my stomach is very hungry...

Hallucinating from hunger?Why do you seem to see your brother?Xia Youyou's eyes became more and more multiple, and then, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she lost consciousness.
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More than three hours ago, Jiang Qiancheng walked all the way to Ji's house, still thinking about Xu Yutong.

How can there be such a similar person in the world?

They look alike, and their voices are so ethereal and melodious.

And she is also very talented, she has written songs and written lyrics by herself, and she is funny, cute and lovable.

Did God feel that he was too pitiful alone, so he gave a girl who looked like Shirley to meet him?
Going outside, ringing the doorbell, the person who opened the door was Ji Yunshen.

"Why are you alone?" His eyes were puzzled, "Where's Youyou? Didn't she come back with you?"

"What? Cousin hasn't come back yet?"

Seeing Ji Yunshen nodding, Jiang Qiancheng also felt puzzled, "Cleaning up in the last class, when I returned to the classroom, everyone had already left, I thought she had come back long ago."

There was worry in Ji Yunshen's eyes, "I also thought you should have come back long ago. Why are you so late?"

Jiang Qiancheng hesitated, "I..."

"Don't hesitate there, did something happen in school?" Worried that his parents would hear, he pulled Jiang Qiancheng back to the room, "Did Shaoxiu Lu and that girl named Dai Qiong try to persecute you?"

"No." Jiang Qiancheng shook his head blankly.

Ji Yunshen's eyes gradually darkened, "Then why did you come back so late? And why didn't you stay with Youyou? Didn't I keep telling you to take good care of her?"

　I found that some people really like to be superior and point fingers at other people's writing... Then why don't you write it yourself?Let's see who has better grades, shall we?If the grades are better than mine, I will listen to whatever you say.If you are worse than me, don't come and teach me how to write.At least I’ve been writing novels for three years, and it’s not enough for someone who has never written novels to teach me how to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)