Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 955 Aggressive
After making the plan, Yue Qingqing had to go back to school again.

When she came here, Yue Qingqing brought a backpack with some clothes in it.

The same goes for walking.

Jiang Jingze stood beside him, pursed his lips and watched the girl leave.

The palm involuntarily held the strap of Yue Qingqing's backpack.

That pitiful appearance is like a big dog that has been abandoned.

He wanted to go forward and rub, but he was afraid of making the master unhappy.

Yue Qingqing had no choice but to tiptoe and touch the man's head.

"Look, I don't have anything with me."

The meaning in the words made Jiang Jingze's eyes light up immediately.

The amber eyes looked as if they had been soaked in sunlight, they were extraordinarily bright.

"Then... when will you come over next time?"

"Wait until the matter is dealt with."

After getting Yue Qingqing's affirmative answer, the curvature of Jiang Jingze's lips could not be suppressed no matter what.

Just like a child, the emotions are beyond words.

However, Yue Qingqing had also seen Jiang Jingze's expressionless indifference towards others.

The most moving thing in the world is not love, but preference.

Yue Qingqing couldn't help but stretch out her arms to hug Jiang Jingze, and rubbed against Jiang Jingze's shoulder.

The collar of the furry coat brushed against Jiang Jingze's chin, causing a slight itch.

has spread to the heart.

"Don't give it away, there are too many media outside the school, wait for me at home?"

The word "home" seems to have some kind of magical power, throwing a stone into Jiang Jingze's heart lake, causing waves to stir up.

"it is good."

Jiang Jingze hugged the girl back, and pressed a deep kiss on her hair.

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Even though she was wearing a mask, when Yue Qingqing appeared at the school gate in a taxi, she was recognized instantly.

"It's Yue Qingqing!"

This voice made everyone around them move.

The paparazzi, like the ferocious and bloodthirsty zombies in the movie, surrounded them with a whoosh.

Wrap Yue Qingqing in the center of the crowd.

The microphone stabbed at her like a hidden weapon, wishing it could reach Yue Qingqing's mouth.

"Yue Qingqing, I want to interview you about how you feel when you learn that your adoptive parents are thieves."

"Do you want to get your parents back now?"

"When did you find out that you were adopted, did you know it was because the Yue family confessed by accident?"

"Has the Yue family abused you for so many years? Was your excellence forced out?"

Yue Qingqing took off her mask.

That face made everyone's eyes shine, and they flocked to turn the camera over.

The girl's deer-like eyes were full of anger at the moment.

"My parents are not thieves. I am a child of my Yue family. They treat me as their own. They are the most qualified parents in the world."

A reporter retorted: "If you say this, your biological parents will be sad. They have their children stolen, but you grew up under the hands of thieves, and you have to recognize them as parents. This is not good for them. fair."

"This is just Zhuang Rouhui's one-sided statement. The fact is that I am not a stolen child, I was abandoned! And now they think I have value for various reasons, and they want to pick me up again."

"It is said that a tiger's poison does not eat its children, but do parents who treat their children as objects, come and go as soon as they call them, really deserve to be called parents?"

The Yue Qingqing that the reporter saw on TV in the past was always smiling and good-tempered, but she was taken aback at this moment.

An older reporter said displeasedly: "The information you are getting now must be from your adoptive parents. Of course they will not admit to the crime. Your original biological parents have a rich family, why did they abandon you?"

Yue Qingqing looked at the camera, but her cold gaze was like a knife, cutting open those seemingly smooth surfaces, revealing the stinky carrion inside.

"Because I am a girl, I am a gender that many people cannot pass on."

"Such a reason, is that enough?"

(End of this chapter)