President's Private Spoil Rule

When Fu Qingyu recovered, Zuo Shaoqing had already set up a car and left.

Kiss and come back? What about sleeping? Don't you want to sleep back?!

Oh, yeah!

Fu Qingyu jumped up at a whiff. She was so excited that she didn't notice that Zuo Shaoqing's car didn't go far.

Through the rearview mirror, Zuo Shaoqing watched the girl who jumped three feet high spin and jump in place. Her youthful face showed unparalleled joy.

Zuo Shaoqing's hand holding the steering wheel involuntarily brushed his lips, where the temperature of kissing her remained.

Her skin is delicate and fresh. Although fighting all year round and seeing blood, he didn't catch any bloody smell.

Zuo Shaoqing opened the car drawer and pulled out a picture from it. The girl in the picture was spinning for a long time, sassy and heroic, but her eyebrows and eyes inadvertently showed a bit of charm.

That night, he used the camera function of his mobile phone for the first time. Many photos of her were taken in the mobile phone. He chose his favorite look, washed it out, hid it in the car, and occasionally took it out to see it, but it has become frequent recently.

The snow-white slender fingers stroked the wrinkled eyebrows and eyes, and Zuo Shaoqing hooked his lips. If one day Fu Qingyu had a daughter posture, how many people would care about it.

Maybe he should have taken her for himself earlier.

Unfortunately, the time is wrong.

Zuo Shaoqing returns home. Ye Rui is waiting for him in the hall. Although he didn't pass the serious way, he was more or less released. He was very happy at night, and he didn't dislike seeing Zuo Shaoqing.

"Wait for me?" Zuo Shaoqing was surprised and raised her eyebrows. Put the photos in your hand into your pocket without any trace.

Night Rui's eyes swept his hand and said, "photos can be stored in a wallet, which is convenient to look through."

Zuo Shaoqing's ears were red and didn't answer. He sat opposite him, pretended to be nothing and asked, "what's up?"

"Well." Night Rui nodded, "Zuo Xiaoyou suspects that Li Yu is an orphan. I've arranged Simon to check in China. I'm afraid Kong won't find his true identity in a short time. She obviously came for you. She should do it soon. If you follow the original plan, you and Fu Qingyu will be impossible in the near future. "

Zuo Shaoqing nodded, "I know."

"That's good. Fu Qingyu is a bad man. Take advantage of this time to see how your future will be." Night Rui hooks his lips, and his eyes seem to be looking forward to it.

It's nice to see Zuo Shaoqing eat and hold.

Zuo Shaoqing's eyes flashed a touch of hesitation, and finally said, "Sapphire, still a child..."

Night Rui stood up. He was not interested in talking about this boring topic. In his eyes, there are only men and women, no old people and children.

When he occupied Zuo Xiaoyou, Zuo Xiaoyou was two years younger than Fu Qingyu. Grown up, how small can it be!

He didn't bother to pay attention to Zuo Shaoqing's entanglement. If Zuo Xiaoyou wasn't worried about affecting the feelings between Zuo Shaoqing and Fu Qingyu, he wouldn't bother to wait here for Zuo Shaoqing to determine his attitude.

Zuo Shaoqing is really tangled. In recent years, he hasn't paid attention to anyone or how anyone treats him. But Fu Qingyu... He thought she could always look pure with a smile.

Under the night light, Fu Qingyu jumped around excitedly and began to calculate how to put Zuo Shaoqing to sleep.

As long as she sleeps with Zuo Shaoqing once, ah, then Zuo Shaoqing will sleep her back

Hey, when is it time to repay each other

You sleep with me, I sleep with you

So you can sleep together every day.

"Ha ha..."

At the thought of his pride, Fu Qingyu couldn't help laughing.

"The sect leader is so excited."

A cold voice came from behind.

Fu Qingyu, who was in a state of excitement, made a 180 degree jump and spin. He looked at the white Bruce Lee under the night light. He was wearing a light gray white casual sweater with a pocket in one hand and hung in the sea in front of his forehead. He looked really handsome.

She greeted warmly with a smile, "little white dragon, you are so handsome today."

"White Bruce Lee." Bai Xiaolong corrected. Looking at the gang leader Fu with an obscene smile in front of him, he pulled his lips and asked coldly, "I asked for leave today. Have you finished your homework?"

Homework? Homework?! Homework!

Fu Qingyu suddenly regained his mind, and his obscene smiling face suddenly slung, "No. I'll do it. "

"What time is it now? When you finish, it will be light." Bai Xiaolong handed her the exercise book. "Copy it and give it back to me tomorrow morning."

Fu Qingyu opened it and saw all kinds of equation solutions on it.

Fu Qingyu looked surprised. "Didn't you say you couldn't copy your homework?"

The white Bruce Lee took a smoke from the corner of his lips, "you won't, of course, you can only copy."

Fu Qingyu turned it over and really couldn't. then he took Bai Xiaolong's question back and copied it very magnanimously.

As soon as he turned around, Bruce Lee called her again, "I'd better teach you."

Fu Qingyu burst and gave up, "forget it, I've never passed math. I'll lose your face."

"Let's go." White Bruce Lee walked up to her and saw that she didn't keep up. He glanced back at her. "Black Jack's base has come out. What else is terrible?"

Fu Qingyu immediately straightened up and sniffed, "what's terrible for me? Just learn."

The next morning, as soon as Zuo Shaoqing's car circled opposite Fu's house, he saw Fu Qingyu go out of the gate with Bai Xiaolong with two panda eyes.

The uniform of the Royal Business School stipulates men's trousers and women's skirts. Fu Qingyu, a student, wants to wear trousers, with a white shirt slung in her trousers. The schoolbag is not seriously carried on her back, thrown behind her shoulder and held in hand. The school uniform is not well dressed, and she swings casually with her big steps.

The early morning sun was shining on her face.

Zuo Shaoqing never went to school and never felt the taste of carrying a schoolbag to school. He thought that if he went to school, I'm afraid he would walk solemnly with books like Bai Xiaolong beside Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu didn't notice Zuo Shaoqing's car. Obviously, Zuo Shaoqing wouldn't come to her in her consciousness. Walk to your parking lot.

White Bruce Lee saw the Maybach across the road and the look in the window.

When Fu Qingyu opened the door, she was almost hit by scissors. Bruce Lee immediately took her into his arms and stepped back.

"Oh, shit, I almost forgot that the door opened like this." Fu Qingyu patted his forehead. He didn't sleep all night. He was a little confused.

"Let me drive." White Bruce Lee took the key from her hand. Push her into the copilot.

Fu Qingyu likes Sao Bao's proud sports car. There are all kinds of doors, but there is no fixed one.

Both brothers and classmates, Fu Qingyu has no affectation. When she was about to fasten her seat belt, white Bruce Lee leaned over.

Fu Qingyu waved very heroically, "I'm not a woman. I can fasten my seat belt myself."

"I know you, man." As soon as Bai Xiaolong got together, he saw that Fu Qingyu's hair on her ear was a little messy and raised his hand to shun for her.

From Zuo Shaoqing's point of view, it was like white Bruce Lee clinging to his head and kissing Fu Qingyu.

"Little white dragon, are you swollen today?" Fu Qingyu was surprised. "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"No." White Bruce Lee looked at the car opposite and left. He immediately sat up straight and said coldly, "sit down."

Fu Qingyu's mouth, man's heart, needle!

It's better for her Shaoqing.