"There are still more than 20 days until the school anniversary. It's said that Fang Yusi will come from Hong Kong. I'll dance for her, maybe I can get an autograph."
Lingjing said casually as she changed out of her pajamas and put on her bra.
"Fang Yusi?
That has-been star? "
Coming out of the kitchen with a banana, Jiaming looked at the girl stretching out half of her body and smiled, "I'd rather have your autograph, Lingjing. It has more potential for appreciation. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the only thing you can't compare to her is your chest, but you're still young, she's already old …"
"Go, how is Fang Yusi has-been?"
Lingjing rolled her eyes at him, but she couldn't help but laugh, "I heard she's only 20 years old. Shasha and I both like her.
Isn't that right, Shasha? "
"Oh, sleep with me for a while."
Shasha, who was sleeping next to her, hugged Lingjing's legs and leaned over. Just now, Lingjing struggled to break free. When she got up, Shasha said under the quilt, "Lingjing, I still have some math problems that I didn't finish yesterday. I copied them in a notebook and have to hand them in this morning."
"Uh?"
Lingjing, who was putting on her stockings, was startled, "You said last night that you would play the game after you finished writing. You even snatched the remote control from me …"
"Don't scold me."
Covering her ears, Shasha showed a lazy and innocent smile under the quilt, "Please, Lingjing, what's the relationship between us?"
The smile that was enough to make many men fall for her naturally had no effect on Lingjing. She picked up the pillow next to her and threw it over, but it was still held in the arms of the sleepy girl and continued to sleep. Since the three of them lived together, she seemed to be used to having something in her arms to be able to sleep.
Outside the house, the gray sky Just now revealed a faint white, and the sound of roosters crowing came from afar. Jiaming was busy in the kitchen.
The aroma of breakfast.
They washed their faces, rinsed their mouths, moved between the kitchen and the toilet, and tacitly intertwined with Jia Ming's body. After living together for a year, the three of them had a warm feeling of being an old married couple. However, on the other hand, there was still a sense of novelty mixed in. They were only sixteen or seventeen years old and were high school students. They studied in different classes in the same school, had different attitudes towards people, faced different activities, made different friends, and talked to different people. However, when they returned to this home, the three of them were one.
Ling Jing combed her hair into two ponytails in front of the half-length mirror. Ling Jing looked into the bedroom and asked, "Shasha, where did you put your homework?"
"I don't know, look for it yourself …" Ling Jing rolled her eyes when she heard a lazy grumble from the room. She pulled out Shasha's math workbook from the pile of books on the sofa and opened it on the table in front of her. Although this wasn't the first time something like this had happened, she still couldn't help but complain, "Jiaming, I remember that Shasha is older than both of us, right?"
. "Yeah. Why?"
"Why do I feel like I'm her mother?
Wow, you can't even solve this question. Shasha, you're pissing me off … You should change your name to Silly Silly … "
........................................................ She............. She......................................................... She.,,,,,,,,
.... YOU... I'm helping you with your homework, and you're bothering me … Gu Jiaming, take your big wife away … "
................... A new day.........
... In a certain school dormitory, the beginning of each day was a little different.
She woke up at 3: 30 in the morning. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the furry black thing. She hugged it out of habit, then got out of bed and washed her face.
Because she was a relatively rare Japanese student, she was still the only one in the apartment-style dormitory that could originally accommodate four people. There was no need to turn on the lights. She could clearly and methodically go up and down the stairs in the dark.
She folded the quilt and put the big panda plushie next to her pillow. Then she began her daily routine of meditation.
In the quiet and deep room, there seemed to be two dolls sitting motionlessly on the bed. However, one of them was black and white, with comfortable fur all over its body. It was a panda for minors to play with. The other one was wearing pajamas, youthful and beautiful like a high-quality adult toy.
The sky was still dark. Around 4: 30, she put on her clothes and went out for a jog. She went out of the school gate and onto the main road. When the sky was about to brighten, she turned back. The path she chose was different, but generally, she had to pass by the small building where Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha lived. Then she would run to school together. Then she would go to school for some simple martial arts training.
Of course, sometimes she would meet them, and sometimes she would miss them.
After leaving the school gate, she felt that the weather seemed to be a little wrong. It was likely to rain today.
However, for her, it was fine to get wet in the spring rain. She jogged along the street. There were not many cars on the road, and there were many large hotels and restaurants on both sides of the road. The lobby was brightly lit, but after standing guard all night, most of the guards in front of the door were a little tired. In such a situation, a beautiful girl wearing white sportswear with long hair and full of vitality was undoubtedly a refreshing scenery.
However, when the first glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon, a light rain also began to fall.
The street lights on the street had been turned off. When the rain fell, cars drove by and pedestrians came running. There was an unusually fresh urban atmosphere.
Standing at the door of a hotel, she patted the rain on her body. A car stopped next to her. A handsome man got out of the car and looked at the cold but beautiful girl with interest. Then he waved to the security guard who came over to drive the car to the parking lot for him. "No need. Have Miss Fang and Mr. Zheng come down? We will leave soon."
"Well, I heard that they will come down soon. We have already picked up the car for them. Mr. Zhang, you can go in and wait."
"Okay, go do your work." Nodding, Zhang Jingfeng walked to the side. "Miss, do you need an umbrella?
I have a VIP card for this hotel. I can ask the hotel to buy one for me. "
The rain continued to fall, and his sincere words were met with an awkward silence. It was as if a handful of salt had been poured into water, and there was no reaction at all. Ten seconds, twenty seconds … Just as he was about to think that the girl in front of him was mute, the other party's indifferent response was transmitted over. "Thank you, but no need."
"Haha, it's okay. It's just a small matter."
"…"
In the next minute or two, the situation seemed to be a little awkward. There was no response. The girl looked at the rain outside and seemed to be thinking about the feeling of walking in the rain. But for the attentive man next to her, she did not have the slightest expression of attention.
This made Chen Jingfeng feel very embarrassed.
Admittedly, a large part of the reason why he wanted to talk to her was because of the girl's beautiful appearance. If it was a middle-aged woman standing by the door, he naturally would not be in the mood to talk to her.
But in any case, it was human nature to like beautiful things. He did not have any vulgar thoughts in his heart, so he did not deserve to be condemned.
But the girl's reaction still made him feel a sense of frustration.
Recently, there were a lot of frustrations. It was probably related to the financial crisis.
In February of this year, when Lingjing resigned from his "Nordic Fantasy", he had been in a state of depression. In fact, his love for Lingjing was not so deep that it was enough to make him feel frustrated. But the things that could not be obtained were often the best. Especially after the young man named Gu Jiaming sang the song "East Wind Break" at the Christmas party that day, the response from all sides showed that he, who was handsome and rich, was not an opponent of this ordinary young man. Therefore, Lingjing's image became particularly bright and dazzling.
Originally, he was prepared to launch a series of elegant and subtle romantic attacks at the appropriate time. But who knew that Lingjing was already vigilant in her heart. Every time there were some ambiguous topics, she would use the Spring and Autumn style to brush it aside. Every time they talked, she would bring up the topic of business. Before he could launch the attack, the other party resigned. At this time, he only knew that she was studying at Sacred Heart College and did not even have a contact number. Therefore, his frustration grew stronger.
And the scene in front of him seemed to confirm that his attraction to women had fallen to the lowest point in history.
"Ahem, sorry, I was too nosy. Goodbye."
He tried to maintain a natural smile and waved his hand. He calmly walked into the hotel.
Just now, the girl looked at the name and logo of the hotel. After a short moment of thought, she walked into the hotel lobby.
In front of the counter, a few people seemed to be going through the procedures to leave. Just now, Zhang Jingfeng was the one who struck up a conversation with her. There was also a man and a woman. The man was about forty years old, and the woman was young and beautiful. She was tall and wore a pair of lavender sunglasses. Her expression was a little cold.
Four men who looked like bodyguards stood next to her.
When the girl walked to the counter, a waiter smiled and said, "Miss, how can I help you?"
"I want to buy an umbrella."
"Oh."
The waiter nodded. There was a slightly awkward expression on his face. "Our hotel can indeed buy umbrellas, but the requirement is that you must be a guest of our hotel or have our hotel's VIP card. Do you have a VIP card?"
"VIP card …" The girl frowned. The woman wearing sunglasses seemed to be in a bad mood. She sneered and whispered to the middle-aged man next to her. "She's still a student. Does she think this is a hotel or a convenience store …" Zhang Jingfeng smiled and pulled out a card. "Ah, I have a VIP card. This is my friend, please …"
Before he could finish, the girl pulled out a white wallet from her pocket. "I stayed here a few years ago … I don't know what it's like …"
She waved her hand and five or six cards of different colors fell on the counter. There were also a few coins. The crumpled small denomination of RMB was barely enough for a roadside breakfast. Looking at the money and the crudely made library card, the woman at the counter wanted to laugh. Then her smile turned into a surprised expression. As for Zhang Jingfeng who was closer, he had already awkwardly put away the VIP card in his hand.
The girl named Kaoru Tsukiike carefully put away the money and looked at the card on the counter. She was a little troubled.
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