Ling Qingge only felt that the sound was extremely familiar, and he could not remember exactly where he heard it.
Still pretending not to hear anything.
Since she gained weight by more than ten pounds, her face value has recovered and there have been many flies that have been around her, always chattering.
This was the case in the third year of high school, and now it is the same!
The original owner was so shocked that they were rejected by her. Now she is able to eat normally, gain weight, and she naturally recovers, so she said that she looks beautiful.
For this sudden, some familiar greeting.
She all talked about this kind of greeting, which was directly categorized as circling.
Ling Qingge didn't have much effort. He accompanied these people to talk to them.
The whole person pulled the suitcase coldly and walked forward.
And the speed of walking can be described as faster and faster... It looks like it is going to escape from the disaster scene.
Which corner of the mouth is still smiling, the man in the army green costume, the corner of the mouth is stiff.
Almost five years of training in the army, the training that year, the corners of that year have long been tempered cleanly.
Now he can fully control his feelings.
The man quickly caught up and pulled Ling Qingge's suitcase.
A mellow voice came to her ear: "Can't I take you to the bedroom?"
Ling Qingge dissatisfied raised her eyebrows, but looked at the man in front of him helplessly, rolled her eyes: "Return the suitcase to me, otherwise I'm welcome!"
"Why don't you want to be polite to me?" The man in the army green costume strode forward and looked at the surrounding environment. "Your bedroom is in room 421 of the third building!"
Ling Qingge's displeasure tightened even more...
Who is the man in front of you?
How do you know where she lives?
Seeing him wearing a military uniform, he looked pretty strong.
Is it the instructor who trained her this time?
As an instructor, how could she know her bedroom number?
Coupled with the majesty that radiated from him, everywhere.
As if holding everything firmly in your hands...
"Who are you?" In Ling Qingge's memory, there is no such person in the original owner's memory!
As a result, she involuntarily had a particularly profound doubt on this person...
"Me?" The man with the suitcase turned around, a thin lip hooked, showing a bright smile like a spring flower, and his bright white teeth were particularly beautiful under the sun. "I haven't seen you in a few years, don't you remember who I am?" ?"
After such a reminder, Ling Qingge suddenly realized.
Who knew this person at once?
How did he appear here?
Didn’t the stimulation that I received five years ago have not been enough, and now I still want to be abused badly?
In this case, Ling Qingge doesn't mind rectifying him again.
Let him know what it means to leave behind.
Ling Qingge did not forget that because of the relationship between the system and his father, he decided not to complete this task.
She just wanted to see what the world would look like after the male hero turned black!
Did she perish?
Funny!
Ling Qingge lowered his head, slightly picked up the hair hanging from his ear, and carried a noble and elegant fan, as if at this moment, he divided the boundaries cleanly and clearly.
"Who did I think it was? It turned out that I was ugly and ugly, and immediately retired from me, Master Mu Yancheng. Did you hear that I'm gaining weight, and then my face is restored, do you want to be with me? ?"