After Becoming a Little |

Hearing the eldest cry so mournful, everyone turned their heads to look--

Hey, isn't this our boss's number one fangirl?

The Tianjin Allegro girl wearing a green cheongsam and ball hair accessories... um, no, this should not be called a maid, today it should be called Tianjin Allegro Girl.

The country-style girl took the pot and moved to the front of the hall in small steps, shook her red hands, and pinched her earlobe to cool down.

Immediately, he raised his face with great joy, trying to find the figure that Chao Siye thought about, and showed him the pot of soup.

This is the soup that I deliberately stewed after I heard that he was coming back, and I knew that the southerners liked to drink it.

Thanks to the fast delivery of fresh food from Moudong, the old hen bought last night was delivered this morning.

But she looked up and saw only a bunch of stunned eyes and an empty main seat.

"What about people?"

She put down the pot and pointed doubtfully at the seat surrounded by the stars and the moon: "It was still there just now, such a big place, where are the people?"

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you, in a dilemma.

We regard her as the eldest's fan girl, but she wants to be our sister-in-law.

Niu won't beat her, but she will hammer us to death...

How to do?Online waiting, very urgent.

Some of these guys are whistling and their eyes are erratic, some are coughing with their heads lowered, and the person who is whistling next to him is coughing on his elbows. They don't dare to move their mouths, so they can only lower their voices through baring their teeth: "Don't whistle. It's gone!"

The Tianjin Allegro girl seemed to understand something, she blinked, lowered her head and said 'oh', and turned to leave.

But before leaving, she turned around again and pushed the pot of soup forward: "You...you can try it, it's delicious."

"..."

She turned around and walked away two steps, and behind her came the sound of "ding bells clacking" as the tables and chairs were turned over, as well as several exclamations of 'fuck off'.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, but still didn't see the person she wanted to see.

The surprise on his face that had not had time to appear, was lost again in an instant.

She opened her mouth, murmured that she was unable to speak, and immediately lowered her head, leaving the sea to cover her face, casting a shadow on her expression, and said nothing, she turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

The lost aura visible to the naked eye, as if a lonely rain cloud shrouded her head.

And then bumped into someone's arms—

She raised her head and looked: "Xue, senior!"

It was the khaki wild little brother who was called the former president. At this moment, he was holding a cup of coffee and wondered: "What's the matter? Depressed?"

Those bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods are packing their things right now, and the boss turned over too neatly just now, knocking over a bunch of cups, pots, and bowls.

The Tianjin Guofeng girl hesitated: "You—"

The boy followed her gaze and looked down at himself: "What happened to me?"

Then he saw the leaves on his shoulders, and reached out to pick them: "Oh, I accidentally hung them just now. It's been cool in autumn recently, and potted plants tend to lose their leaves."

The Tianjin Allegro girl looked at a school girl who was a part-time waiter behind him - the child was dumbfounded, holding an empty tea cup and plate, as if thinking about who he was, what happened, and what he should do what.

She looked back at the stand-up barrier and the leaves of the same style on it, sniffed, and plunged into the boy's arms with a crying voice.

"Ugh-"

"Hey! Coffee! Spilled and spilled! I haven't had time to drink a cup of three yuan and five!"

……

……

Arya and a few young ladies worked together to spread a huge volume of blueprints on the floor of the old lecturer's office.

The ghost knows how this thing is stuffed into the bookcase. It is enough to be used as a carpet.

Arya glanced at the dense lines and all kinds of strange numbers and signs on it, it was a dizziness.

Can't stand it, this thing is more difficult to understand than the Forbidden Curse Scroll...

On the contrary, Lotus looked attentively, and on that little face, there was a feeling that he had obtained a suitable experience book and was frantically improving his skill proficiency.

The old lecturer took out a magnifying glass and looked over the design for a while, and then took out his mobile phone to take a picture. Unfortunately, I don't know if his mobile phone is too simple, or the old lecturer's photography skills are not good. Anyway, he took pictures, deleted, and deleted several times. Didn't get it.

Then he raised his head, looked around a few students, and then pointed to Arya: "Come, come, take this picture for me."

Arya took his mobile phone, took a large block of strange architectural drawings under the other party's gestures, and then opened WeChat under the other party's instructions.

As the largest instant messaging software in China today, WeChat's voice function can be said to be very suitable for the pain points of these middle-aged and elderly users, and it is convenient and trendy.

It's just not very friendly to young people like Arya - especially when your parents kindly give you all kinds of chicken soup for the soul or rumors and health tips.

Compared with those happy public accounts that spread rumors, young people who have to refute rumors and break their legs for the sake of their parents can be said to hate WeChat Moments.

However, there is nothing wrong with hating it. After they enter the society, they still have to face the fact that their boss or boss also uses WeChat to communicate with him, and it is still the kind of voice fragments that do not match each other, enough to fill any one of them. People who are passionate about work are forced to become a social animal who gets by.

WeChat!I'm not a social animal!

Useless!ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong --

Although Arya has not been baptized with chicken soup for the soul because of the lack of close contact with her parents, it is naturally indispensable to me that I am deeply saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox.

She sighed silently, clicked the WeChat icon, and turned to the first place in the conversation list.

"……Um?"

【Mingyue Tianya】

It sounds like a good name, Arya thought about it, and then sent her the picture she took as instructed by the old lecturer.

The other party did not speak, but replied OK with an expression, and then there was no more text.

Alia scratched her head and handed the phone back. The old lecturer didn't leave everyone behind. When Alia neatly rolled up the documents and stuffed them back into the cabinet, he thanked the students and went to another teaching building with the lesson plan. Class begins.

Arya and Lotus stood at the door of the office with big eyes and small eyes.

"Do you still have class?"

"Emm...seems to be gone."

The two girls looked at the sky that was neither salty nor light, but they couldn't find a place where they could go to hang out to pass the time.

Aaliyah wanted to go to an internet cafe, but Lotus is a best friend and not a basic friend, so she would have to take Aaliyah to go shopping when she talked about killing time.

Yesterday's shopping trip, she still has lingering fears today.

However, the boat went straight to the bridge, and they walked slowly to the teaching building, discussing what happened just now.

"Do you understand that blueprint?" Arya recalled the dense blueprint: "It looks really scary, how many people do you have to hang at the end of the period..."

Because if she remembered correctly, it seemed like Lotus and the others were going to hand-paint that stuff in their final exams.

Lianhua smiled softly: "That's not the type we want to test. That drawing has ventilation ducts, so it looks a lot cumbersome."

Arya scratched her chin, so the person named [Mingyue Tianya] might be a plumbing repairer?

But what does this have to do with her?

Arya ran a few steps forward: "Come on, let's go get some coffee!"

Today is also the time to give that Tianjin Allegro maid a loving hug~

Section 72 072 - Mrs. Ai is also blowing up the motherland today (plus more

Arya's mother didn't go anywhere else, she was on the 32nd floor of the China World Trade Center.

As for how it came up... this can only be said to be a matter of opinion.

After all, the pickpocket brother who had been smashed to death before was not very clear. The lady he faced had probably been involved in more sects than he had ever heard of.

First-rate actors are second-rate pushers, third-rate kings and eighty-four-rate turtles, fifth-rate shaves and six-wipes, and seven prostitutes, eight thieves, and nine ashes.

She is standing on the balcony at the end of the corridor basking in the sun, and her appearance is too natural, so even if there are security personnel patrolling as usual, she does not feel that there is something wrong with this lady who just came back from a hike.

Emm... If I have to say it, it is probably because the figure is too Taiping Princess, just looking at the front makes people suspect that this is a man in disguise.

After all, at first glance, this dress is really too dusty...

But as long as you look at the face - looking up, the phoenix eyes seem to contain no impurities, clear and bright, but they sink into the person quietly, bottomless; the long ink-colored hair hangs on the shoulders, glowing Wu Guang, as long as she saw her standing there, she felt a graceful and handsome bearing coming towards her, as if the hustle and bustle around her suddenly left far away.

Such a bright jade should be flawless.

But when her brows were slightly wrinkled, those good-looking brows gave birth to a seven-point heroic spirit from indifference, and her eyes changed from bright to deep, just like Zhang Min, who was one of the most classic scenes in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies back then, looking back. Xia drank wine, and her heroic appearance was full of pride, and it was only a moment between a breath and a breath.

At this time, people feel a heartfelt emotion - I like my wife... Cough, I just sigh, why is such a beautiful wife wearing a wrinkled jacket?

But in any case, the beauty is online, and the healthy young lady will be treated tolerantly no matter where she stays.

Except for a little while when they thought they could disturb men playing games with their beauty...

At this time, the beloved wife was lying on the railing, making international phone calls.

"Do you have a safe house here in Dongshan?"

She seemed to be talking about things that were taboo in the Republic.

Safe houses or something, for Republic Sauce, it's really exciting—

Of course, she didn't dare to use the national language. She was using Norwegian from the Scandinavian region. After all, the other party was in Norway at the moment.

The voice on the other end of the phone was not real, but there was no doubt that it was a girl's voice, and it was a little too young.

Arya's mother used her fingernails to draw a shallow [azure blue] word on the railing of the balcony, and said softly, "I need technical support, not necessarily now, maybe tonight or tomorrow."

Immediately, she couldn't help raising her voice: "I'm talking about technology...technology! Teknologi! Not the equivalent!"

She reacted as soon as the words came out, and looked left and right on the balcony. Fortunately, the social animals didn't have time to bask in the sun during working hours.

But she still lowered her tone and explained: "I am now in the country. The whole country of Blue Star's toughest official and the most trustworthy people is not your messy place. You don't need your equivalent support. You'd better accept it. Pick up your little toys."

If Nanbang is an official who is still working hard and a group of sand sculpture citizens, then next door is a group of Buddhist people plus an official who is constantly dying.

As for the old foe, the Thief Eagle, it's a sandwich, and the enemy has become a consensus on Capitol Hill.

According to the information channel of the mother monster, the unspeakable tycoon wanted to revive the manufacturing industry before, and wanted to revive blood by suspending some of the current projects of the military-industrial complex, and then was slapped back by Capitol Hill.