Xun Mei Curtain Move

Chapter 9 9 double murder?

I don’t know if it’s because of the computer code, or what. It seems that making up lessons is not so unbearable. The code is not a panacea. She can use this language to understand the logic and remember what it represents. Some things need to be explained by others.

Lou Lian Zhao was a little embarrassed at first, but after the first mock exam, he made many mistakes and didn’t even pass, but was gently comforted by the other party: “Actually, it’s okay, thirty points, I heard you Got [-] points on the math test paper equivalent to the fifth grade in China? Doubled it."

Nima!

Ask, ask, ask!

Where there is a beginning, there is a continuation.

Lou Lianzhao didn't know if he was bewitched or something, anyway, the gentler and smarter this woman was, the less she wanted to behave badly.

After three days in a row, even Lili muttered that her own Miss Arrogant was bewitched by a Chinese beauty.

On the third day, Lou Lianzhao couldn't solve the next problem for a long time, so he yelled, but saw the person sitting on the sofa with a book in his hands and didn't even put the book down.

"Mei, I call you Ne, why shouldn't you..."

She stood up and touched her shoulder...

The person fell on the sofa.

She was horrified: If I touch it, it will die?

When I touched my nose with my finger, ah, it's okay, I'm still alive.

fell asleep.

Did this person make a mistake, so he could fall asleep like this.

Lou Lianzhao was speechless and twitched the corners of his mouth. When he lowered his head, he saw lying sideways on the sofa. The posture wasn't too good-looking, but it depended on his face and... figure.

Blue silk wrapped around her slender body, and the wide-necked sweater was loose. When she was lying on her side, one piece slipped off, exposing half of her shoulders and collarbone, and sticking to her slender waist, revealing her concave curves. A section of white and delicate was exposed.

God!

This woman must have seduced me on purpose!

So treacherous!

Lou Lianzhao complained secretly while turning around and hugging a stack of thin quilts.

She doesn't want to turn down the air conditioner, what if she overheats herself.

Suffocate her with a quilt!

Lou Lianzhao held his mouth shut, walked over, and suddenly felt something round and grunting on the soles of his feet, slipped under his feet, and threw himself towards the sofa with the quilt...

Under a slight movement, Mei Zhishui suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, like a falcon, but he saw a dark cloud cover in front of him.

No matter how fast the speed is, it can't catch up with such a dark cloud cover!

The quilt covered her face, and the person bumped into her.

She didn't make any sound, but Miss Lou screamed.

Then Mei Zhizheng pulled down the quilt that covered her head, and looked lightly at the someone who threw herself on top of her with a bitter face.

"What's your name" didn't hit you.

"Curtain Trick"

Also drunk.

Mei Zhishui twitched the corners of his mouth: "Do you have double insurance? I didn't know you still had such courage."

She was actually joking too.

Reduce the embarrassment of the curtain trick.

Who would have thought that she would be angry: "What do you mean! It was just an accident! Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs!"

She grabbed the quilt hard...

The quilt is very thin, if you grasp it too thoroughly~~

Crack, two buttons on the collar of someone's sweater were directly stretched, and more than half of the sweater was torn off, even the blue underwear inside was clearly visible.

Of course, there is also that faint ditch, on which the suet white jade-like snow color is slightly red, and it is connected to the piece below the collarbone.

Plum Sturgeon: "..."

Lou Lianzhao stared straight at her, she was stunned for a second, and she said, "If it breaks, I will pay for it."

"not bullshit"

"If it crashes, I will pay for it!"

You pay, you pay? ! !Very confident!

Mei Zhishui's expression was indifferent: "I'm afraid you can't afford it."

That gaze faintly swept over a certain part of a certain girl that was only slightly raised.

Lou Lianzhao was stunned for a second before looking down at his chest.

Just as he was about to attack, there was a knock on the door.

"Son, Dad is outside, open the door"

Fatty Lou is here.

Before Mei Zhishui said anything, Lou Lian tricked her into covering her head with a quilt again.

In the darkness, I heard voices coming from the door.

"Ah, you said her, she went to the toilet... stomach upset"

"Really, I'm not lying to you"

"She has a bad stomach and doesn't know what kind of mess she ate"

"On the sofa? Oh~ I folded it myself, right?"

"What? I got a nosebleed? Nope..."

Then there was Mr. Lou's exclamation and chaos...

Waiting for someone to leave.

Mei Zhizheng tore off the quilt, revealing a plain white face, looked down at her own half, and tilted her head.

Nosebleed?It has nothing to do with her.

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Except for this accident, the subsequent contact was remarkable. The other party was a little girl, who played and played with a child's temper, but she also had an adult's responsibility, plus her straightforward personality, it would not be too difficult, but I don't know why. The number of times I asked her more and more questions, she was indeed very strong-tempered, don't admit defeat.

Three months passed quickly indeed.

That last time, she had an accident, and after arriving at her house, another accident happened between her and her.

Then...

When Mei Zhishui woke up from his dream, he opened his eyes to see the silence in the room and the moonlight faintly seeping through the window.

She touched her abdomen subconsciously.

The scars are gone.

In fact, any scars she had had faded with medication and time.

But she has a deep feeling about the abdomen, maybe because of the accident that day.

That bear and tiger girl gave her an unforgettable and dumbfounding accident.

At this time, Lou Lianzhao was also sitting cross-legged under the floor-to-ceiling window of his room, looking at the moon outside.

"Could it be that this woman escaped because of that incident?"

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Business has not been very good recently, and the store is a bit deserted, maybe because of the financial crisis.

The ants and grasshoppers living in this famous overseas magic city lost their vitality.

Compared with the depression and killing of the financial industry, a small store like Meizhishui is considered trivial. It is really affected, and the loss is limited. In addition, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are famous brand stores or well-known companies with big logos around them. A dessert shop with a large storefront, even if it is tepid, the owner doesn't look impatient at all, it is obvious that he doesn't care about the loss.

Therefore, most of the daily sorrows of Zhang Ling and others are not for the boss's profit, but for their future under the financial crisis.

"I used to think that once I graduated from my major, it would be very popular, and I would not worry about food. Now, it looks like I have to go to the subway station to beg for food as soon as I graduate."

"Begging? With the impact of the financial crisis, there are so many people jumping off buildings every day. People who commute to and from the subway have to tighten their belts to buy breakfast. Who will toss you a coin?"

Several clerks in the store are all students, because there is a well-known university nearby, and Zhang Ling is one of them, so she is more open-minded.

"Let me see. If there is really no way out, I will work with the boss."

Would a college student who graduated from a well-known university be willing to work in a dessert shop?Even if the wages here are not low and the work is comfortable, it does not satisfy the inner ambitions of contemporary young people after all, so everyone else thinks that Zhang Ling is joking.

So they laughed and agreed.

Mei Zhishui, who was coming out of the small kitchen, just smiled when he heard the students' playfulness.

What does it mean to be young? It is to know that the future is not good, but still refuse to give up and hold hope.

Although these people don't know that today's financial market is far more tragic than they imagined.

"Zhang Ling, the materials have been used up, come out with me"

"it is good"

In the past, Mei Zhizheng took Zhang Ling to go shopping. Although this kind of "business trip" is quite enviable, but firstly, there is nothing luscious about it. Secondly, they are all young students from the same school after all, and the relationship between them is very close. Okay, so there is nothing to arrange, the only enviable thing is being able to get along with the beautiful boss... A few boys sigh with regret every time, while Zhang Ling is beaming with joy.

But it really makes sense not to bring those boys. How many boys can bargain in the market?

Inside the largest sp market in Shanghai.

food area.

At this moment, Mei Zhishui stood aside tenderly, watching Zhang Ling kill the old fritters in the market without leaving any pieces, blood flowing like a river.

After a battle was over, Zhang Ling withdrew her internal energy, and when she turned her head, she saw the "loving" gaze of her boss.

She was startled, and scratched her head in embarrassment: "Let Sister Mei see a joke."

"No, it's great"

"Really! But a girl who haggles too much will make people feel petty." She was praised by many classmates on the surface but made fun of them in private, but next time they would ask her to come forward to bargain.

Over time, she also restrained herself.

"The only purpose of bargaining is to save money or to be too idle. If you work hard for your purpose, success is your ability. What you prove is your ability, and what you save is my money. In a sense, you He is a very capable and dedicated employee”

Zhang Ling froze: "Really?"

"Um"

A good-looking and gentle person is a set of tricks.

Zhang Ling believed it, and her heart was full of joy.

The street vendor owners who were still in the post-war bleeding period couldn’t help but blush: It’s really the first time I heard someone describe the price bargaining so high, and they didn’t care whether we were hacked to death.