Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 4789 The fourth task 4

  An Ning said to the nanny: "Help me prepare two lunches tomorrow."

  The nanny thought An Ning was for Wu Heng, so she nodded and said she knew it.

  After eating, Anning went upstairs to play a game for a while, and then went to bed.

  Wake up in the morning, breakfast is ready on the table.

  The steam is mixed with the scent of rice, and the fried dough sticks are only out of the pot, exuding an attractive scent. In front of the white porridge is An Ning’s favorite cold dish.

  An Ning picked up the chopsticks and ate two mouthfuls. Feeling eight-point full, she stopped the chopsticks, wiped the water stains on the corners of her mouth with a kerchief, and took the lunch prepared by the nanny and went out.

  Wu’s car was already waiting at the door. After An Ning got on the car, she conveniently put the lunch bag on the side seat.

  Wu Heng played the game until two o'clock last night. He was already sleepy. After seeing the peace, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

  Anning had already arrived at school when she woke up, Wu Heng was still asleep, and even because she slept too heavily, she made a shallow snoring, and she knew that she stayed up late to play games last night.

  Looking at this, going to the classroom is also sleeping.

  The hard desks and benches in the classroom are not as comfortable as sleeping in the car.

  An Ning did not wake Wu Heng, turned to the driver and said, "Uncle Li, call him again in the first class."

  The driver nodded, indicating that he knew it, and An Ning opened the door and walked towards the school.

  It was a bit cold this morning. An Ning wore a white shirt, sky blue jeans underneath, and a pair of white shoes that were particularly popular recently.

The white shirt has a slightly narrowed waist, which just outlines a peaceful and slender waist and a slightly undulating girly line. The blue jeans are slightly wider. From the back, they have to be too real, but the waist is tall. The line and the straight hip shape reveal the advantages of peaceful long legs.

  When Anning arrived in the classroom, all the classmates had arrived, and the English teacher was leading the reading on the podium.

An Ning opened the door very abruptly, but the teacher and classmates were used to it and paused before continuing, while An Ning came to his seat naturally, put down the bag, took out the phone, and spent the long hour. .

   Jiang Chengyang noticed Anning when Anning appeared at the door of the classroom.

  When he arrived at the dormitory last night, Jiang Chengyang was popularized by his roommates about who was in peace.

A wealthy background and a good family background, the class teacher's grade director dare not provoke existence. Except for those who are in a circle with her, there are no other friends. Such a person must have never suffered, been exhausted, or been scorned by others. Miss Jiao.

  Jiang Chengyang’s upper berth looked confused and said to Jiang Chengyang: “I always thought An Ning had a bad temper. I didn’t expect that she would not be angry if you said that to her today.”

   "Fuck, I was scared to pee at the time, I thought the two of them were going to fight."

Behind    are some twittering gossips. Jiang Chengyang didn't listen or didn't want to listen. The left and right are just some superficial assertions from the outside to see the inside.

An Ning tied her hair into a small ball head today, with strands of hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks. The morning sun exudes a charming orange like an orange, hitting An Ning’s side face, as if last century. Like the old photos, they are full of the heaviness that has settled down over the years.

  Jiang Chengyang glanced at An Ning, then closed his eyes, lowered his head and continued to recite the words.

   Unlike An Ning, who has a mine at home, even if he doesn’t study well, he doesn’t have to worry about the future being different. His future has only one way to study.

During the four classes in the morning, An Ning was very peaceful and kept looking at his mobile phone. Although he didn't study, he didn't mean to disturb other people's study. Jiang Chengyang has always hated students who don't study, but An Ning is a student who doesn't like learning. , Jiang Chengyang couldn't hate it on the contrary.

  In the last class, the teacher dragged the hall for a while, and when school was over, the teaching building was already empty and there were not many people.

  Because I was worried that I would be late in the cafeteria and there was no food, there was a burst of wolf crying and ghosts in the classroom.

  Jiang Chengyang doesn’t have a meal card, so he doesn’t want to join in the excitement.

  Jiang Chengyang picked up the exercise book, and was about to do some questions to kill time, suddenly a bento box appeared in front of him.

  A thin white finger poke the bento box in front of Jiang Chengyang little by little.

  Jiang Chengyang looked in the direction of the bento box, and bumped An Ning's eyes that were as bright and clear as the sky after a lot of rain in summer.

  Because of the light on his back, his face looked unrealistic, only a pair of eyes shone with bright light, like gems under the spotlight, shining brightly and beautifully.

  Jiang Chengyang lowered his eyes to the surprise in his eyes, his tone indifferent: "What is this?"

The young boy’s eyes are extremely black, like an abyss where no light is cast into the deepest part of the seabed, with a deadly chill and chill, the oppression spreads in an instant, and his peaceful breathing seems to be held by an invisible big hand. Difficulty breathing.

  An Ning looked at Jiang Chengyang’s face that couldn’t see the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. After thinking for a while, she said, "Thank you, yesterday you invited me to eat instant noodles, and today I invite you to lunch."

  Anning’s voice is very soft, with a little girl’s unique accent, soft, like the soft cry of a kitten, very moving.

   Jiang Chengyang's eyes stared at An Ning for an instant, An Ning looked back at Jiang Chengyang calmly.

  The eyes are clean, and they clearly write calmly, just like the two of them are equal.

  Jiang Chengyang picked up the lunch box in front of him and opened it.

  Three dishes, one soup and one rice. It is a simple home-cooked dish, but from the extraordinarily moving fragrance, you can see that the ingredients are very elegant and all of them are of great value.

  Jiang Chengyang picked up the chopsticks, took one bite, and ate quickly, even after eating, he waited for Anning to finish eating, took the dishes and chopsticks to the sink, washed them and sent them back.

  Jiang Chengyang’s indifferent and indifferent face carried a slight expression of tranquility and indistinctness. His black pupils were brewing emotions that were incomprehensible. He only heard him say, "Thank you."

  An Ning wanted to say you're welcome, but Jiang Chengyang's eyes were dotted with emotions that she couldn't understand. The phrase "you're welcome" was like a throat, and An Ning couldn't say it.

  An Ning took the bowls and chopsticks handed over by Jiang Chengyang, put it back in the bag, and slept on the table as usual.

  In the evening, An Ning went home with Wu Heng.

When    got home, they found An Chengya was back.

  An Chengya's appearance is in line with the current public's imagination of the president, a gentle and elegant face, with the sense of time and unique charm accumulated by the years, and the gentleness in the bones.

  Because the eyes are too clear and transparent, An Chengya is afraid that she will not be able to hold people down, so she always wears a pair of flat glasses with a gold frame, just to block the eyes that are too eye-catching and add a sense of oppression by the way.

  It has been a full month since Anchengya went home last time.

  Because the company has recently encountered a problem, Anchengya flies around every day, and wakes up every day to work. Even if he wants to call An Ning, it’s late at night when he is finished, so he can only give up.

  (End of this chapter)