She became a true ancestor after withdraw from marriage

Bo Yunli threw the mobile phone aside, took off his glasses and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

I can't find an outlet for my inexplicable dryness.

He thought for a moment. He didn't blame sue or him for the little secret.

After all, he is a male.

After thinking about it, I can only blame... 'Binbin' Lu Wenbin.

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The next morning, Su Jinyang checked his email and saw that nanbowan sent him the target plan for the next stage at 4:50 a.m.

Thinking that every time Mr. Nan sends an email to himself, it is early in the morning. He should be abroad and have jet lag

Today is Friday. Sue looked in the mirror when she was washing. There was a light cyan under her eyelids.

Commonly known as dark circles.

She rarely got up late, but she didn't delay school, but she didn't have time to have a good breakfast.

Take out the last packet of sandwiches and a bottle of milk from the fridge.

When I took it out, I found that diga Altman was printed on the sandwich.

That's Su Xing's idol.

Su also hooked his lips. I don't know how the bedtime task was completed last night. I didn't expect a good name that is domineering and can stop rotten peach blossoms.

Thinking so, she took milk and sandwiches in one hand and pushed Su Xing's door open with the other hand.

Oh, I'm not awake yet.

The little guy sleeps very well. His quilt and pajamas are straight. He's a bully.

It's just that the same dark circles under his eyelids are very obvious. It seems that this task is difficult for him.

His room is very tidy, and the small bookshelf beside the bed is well summarized according to the size and types of books.

Su also scanned the cartoon column, his eyes slightly stunned.

World champion: Huo Jinliang

On the cover is a man with a bare upper body and cracked muscles, with a line of small characters on the title page.

This cartoon is based on the life of Huo Jinliang, a Chinese legend in the last century.

Su also raised her eyebrows and casually 'ho' and stuffed the cartoon into her schoolbag.

It's good to pass the time.

Before leaving, she looked at the diga Altman sandwich in her hand and put it at the head of Su Xing's bed.

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Class 1, senior three.

Rong Ruo came early. Mrs. Su went to Rong's house to comfort her last night.

I don't care about my granddaughter Su, but I'm partial to her. Think about what Su would look like at that time. Let's not mention it in my heart.

What's more, she told Qi Yu what happened that day. She just added a little vinegar. Qi Yu was so angry that she said she wanted to talk to su.

Rong Ruo snorted coldly: Su ye, do you think you are very proud? See who can laugh last!

There was a burst of laughter in the corridor. Wang Dongqing entered the classroom with a cup of milk tea and three or two boys.

Every time he entered the classroom, he would unconsciously look at Rongruo's position. It was natural to get used to it. Today is no exception, but he only took a faint look and moved away.

Just about to return to his seat, Rong Ruo got up to meet him.

The boys around immediately booed.

"Rong Xiaohua, are you looking for the monitor again?"

"Ouch, the monitor is so lucky."

"Let's get rid of these light bulbs ~"

Rong Ruo, with his hands behind his back, looked a little shy: "don't talk nonsense."

Wang Dongqing glanced at the boys with cold eyes: "shut up."

The crowd dispersed in a crowd. Rong Ruo raised his eyes and looked at Wang Dongqing. Seeing that his face was a little cold, he seemed to still mind what happened yesterday, but it didn't matter. Rong Ruo was very confident that he wouldn't be really angry. At the moment, the milk tea in his hand was the best proof.

Rong Ruo directly reached for the milk tea: "thank you. This is my first cup of milk tea this autumn."

Wang Dongqing's expression was a little wordless. His fingers paused slightly before Rong Ruo took the milk tea.

Back in his seat, his deskmate turned Wang Dongqing's arm: "monitor, didn't you buy the milk tea for yourself?"