Chapter 2 Decline
She actually wanted to giggle a little bit. She didn't know why, but she always felt that this kind of behavior was very arrogant, and she liked arrogant men. Seeing that the driver had already disappeared, she rolled her eyes and was about to open his car door.
But suddenly it galloped away!
She fell to the ground! She looked at the back of the car in disbelief, ah!
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She didn't know how she got to No. 1 High School. The first thing she did when she saw Xia Nuan was to take off a coat from her body and put it on herself unceremoniously.
"Xiao Qi, are you exaggerating? Why do you look like you just came out of the refugee pile?" Xia Nuan is her best friend and only friend. Seeing her like this, naturally she doesn't understand.
Why did the beautiful Chu Yiqi suddenly become so embarrassed?
"Don't mention it!" She didn't know what was going on. Yesterday she was dining at the same dining table with her parents. Today, she became a pauper. She was really in extreme decline.
"Could it be that you were quarreling with your father again and made him unhappy, so he withheld your pocket money?" Xia Nuan said cautiously, but she knew what was going on.
Chu Yiqi was about to hit her on the head, but he took his hand back, took a sip of coffee, and looked out the window in a daze. She would rather die than give in. She was only 15 years old, and she was so anxious to take her.
Push it out and don't give her pocket money. She has the hands and feet to earn it by herself.
It's just that the man today actually reminded her of him countless times
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In the hazy night, the deserted Crescent Moon precariously chased the black sports car that was speeding forward. Gunshots rang out, and a long line of heavy motorcycles behind them chased each other. They were all strangely dressed in black, like specially trained killers.
Generally indifferent
Now, 2 o'clock in the morning, is a good time to break the silence
The man's sexy lip line outlines a perfect arc. With a slight movement of his hand, the sports car changes direction as if it is drifting. The sports car makes a very enjoyable sound and throws the person behind it a long way. The man's elegant fingertips seem to be jumping.
The brisk notes give the whole space a quiet magic
When my mind is free, I think about it. Perhaps the only interesting thing today is that little girl kicking his car, but her feet hurt.
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This day was the day they met, but none of them thought that they would have so many wonderful stories in the days to come.
Chapter completed!