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Zuo Xiaoyou bit his lip and controlled his trembling body. Repressing the heart that wanted to roar, he looked at him and said word by word, "I want to wear my own clothes."

Night Rui is dressed in light gray casual clothes, and walks closer to her step by step with his hand in his trouser bag. A few wisps of Liuhai are lazily scattered on his forehead, sexy and rebellious.

Zuo Xiaoyou swallowed his saliva and subconsciously stepped back.

No matter how much she likes him, she always has a habitual fear of him.

Night Rui walked up to her and glanced at her cheap clothes and trousers, "I, the woman of night Rui, wear this kind of thing to go out. Are you trying to humiliate me? "

"Others don't know our relationship," whispered left and right Besides, I'm not your woman, just an antidote. Your woman is the one you like, not the one you've had a relationship with.

Zuo Xiaoyou silently explained to him.

Night Rui picked up her chin, and when she looked up at herself, she put her hand back into her pocket and said, "so you want me to announce the world that you are my night Rui's woman."

"No, no, no, No." Zuo Xiaoyou quickly shook his head. Then the dean will know.

Night Rui looked cold and stared at her. A touch of impatience flashed in his eyes, "Zuo Xiaoyou, you should know that my patience is very limited. Don't do this hard to get trick. Want to be my woman, want to be famous, want to announce the world? I'll do it if I'm interested. It's not up to you to think or not. "

He carried the light T-shirt from left to right, "throw this thing away. Whether others know it or not, you are already my night wise woman. Pay attention to yourself and don't embarrass me outside. "

Zuo Xiaoyou bit his lip and didn't speak yet. Ye Rui's slender finger had pointed on the light pink lip flap and reminded him indifferently, "it seems that I haven't reminded you for a long time. You have forgotten that here is mine."

As soon as he made a force with his fingers, he pried open the shell teeth that she bit her lips and got into her mouth.

Zuo Xiaoyou was stunned and didn't dare to move. He was familiar with every part of her body. His slender fingers stirred every sensitive point in her lips and teeth. Looking at her ashamed and afraid reaction under her own action, ye Rui retracted her fingers with satisfaction and snapped her fingers.

One side of the corner immediately drilled out a figure, handed a towel, and then quickly returned and disappeared.

Night Rui wiped his hand with a towel. As soon as he loosened his hand, the towel fell on the ground. After a while, someone bent over to pick up the towel and quietly backed away.

He looked at Zuo Xiaoyou coldly and warned, "Zuo Xiaoyou, remember your identity."

Zuo Xiaoyou tightly shook his fist on his side, looked at him and said, "everyone knows I'm an orphan. Even if I wear beautiful clothes and go to school, others will only think it's a fake."

"So?" Night Rui coldly picked his eyebrow.

Zuo Xiaoyou said, "I just want to wear clothes that match my identity."

"Who are you?"

"The identity of poor students." Zuo Xiaoyou answered obediently, holding his fist and enduring humiliation.

It's one thing to like him, but it doesn't mean she likes being insulted. It's also hard to be forced to admit that you're poor.

Night Rui suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm and threw her heavily on the wall next to the corridor. His slender and tight arm supported on her ear, looked at her and laughed, "poor students like you have enjoyed a noble man like me. What clothes can't you wear. Huh?! "

Zuo Xiaoyou looked up at him and looked at Ye Rui strangely. In the twinkling of an eye, there was a fog in his eyes.

This is probably the most unusual consolation she has ever heard in her life.

Although some hooligans, although a little shy, her heart was really warm in a mess.

Night Rui looked at the gradually atomized moisture in her eyes, held her small face with his big palm, pressed his thumb on the corner of her delicate eyes, and wiped away the slightly overflowing tears. Whispered, "don't cry, okay?!"

Don't cry, okay?!

Zuo Xiaoyou knew that this was what he said to his wife Rhine and that he would not have himself in his heart. However, at this moment, she was really moved.

She has had men like Ye Rui. What else does she deserve.

Zuo Xiaoyou hugged Ye Rui tightly and let tears flow wantonly in his arms. At the beginning, I cried silently, and finally turned into crying.

Night Rui, what should I do? In this way, I will like you more and more, and I will be more and more reluctant to leave.

At the end of the long and luxurious carpet, the man stood on the scarlet carpet with his luxurious posture, one hand supporting the wall wantonly, one hand holding the woman in his arms gently comforting, occasionally looking up slightly, and his eyes were confused. Why do women always have so many tears.

At the corner of the other end of the corridor, uncle Jin stood straight, but his eyes had tilted to the end of the corridor. On the picture of hugging, Chen Yifan covered his mouth and almost screamed, suppressed his voice and excitedly beat Simon's shoulder, "Wow, Rui is so affectionate. Wow, what have I seen? I have a needle eye."

He covered his eyes with exaggeration.

Simon said faintly, "it won't grow needle eyes."

He has seen enough restricted scenes, but they are not long. Oh, not watching, but listening.

Finally, Zuo Xiaoyou no longer insisted on wearing his own clothes, but secretly went to the recycling room to get his clothes back and put them on the bottom of the cabinet. That's what she bought with the money she earned from working hard.

At the beginning of school the next day, yerui had a meeting early in the morning and asked yeruiju's driver to send Zuo Xiaoyou to school.

Just arrived at the school gate, Xiao you and Hu Yiqing, who had been in touch for a long time, have arrived.

Xiaoyou looked at Zuo Xiaoyou's dress and picked her up excitedly. "He said he wouldn't buy new clothes. It was already ready."

Hu Yiqing looked at Zuo Xiaoyou with a surprised face. His originally not smart face looked even more stunned. "Xiaoyou is so beautiful."

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled softly, "thank you."

What is beautiful is not her, but the dress prepared by Ye Rui.

"Small right." The sunny voice came from a distance. Zuo Xiaoyou turned around and looked at Bu Junjie in a white casual dress coming to him.

Bu Junjie stood still in front of her and looked at Zuo Xiaoyou. His face was no less amazing than Hu Yiqing.

In fact, her dress is very simple. She is wearing a white shirt with half rolled sleeves, and below is a black-and-white Plaid linen and ankle skirt. The waist length half bundle tied a half ball at the top of the hair. It looks very artistic and sweet.

People depend on clothes.

However, due to different materials and cutting, the temperament and beautiful figure ratio of left, small and right are highlighted just right.

All of them are autumn clothes just launched by well-known fashion brands.

Bu Junjie is different from Xiao you and Hu Yiqing. After being amazed, he found that her clothes were expensive.

He stared closely at Zuo Xiaoyou. "Did he buy you clothes?"