Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

After putting the letter, he returned to his seat. Tang Xiang's roommate Chen Xiaogui came back with a toast first. After that, Bai Yuqing, the monitor of their class, came and sat for a while.

"What about Tang?" Bai Yuqing flipped through the two pages of the book on the table.

He was elected as the monitor of their class in his junior year, a very bookish-looking boy.

Chen Xiaogui had a very bad attitude towards him and was very hostile: "What are you asking her for?"

"I have something to tell her."

Chen Xiaogui stared at him, "Go away, don't harm her!"

Bai Yuqing sneered. There was no one else beside him. He was unobstructed and said angrily: "As for Chen Xiaogui, why don't you sleep once."

When Tang wanted to come back, he heard this sentence, and a glass of wine in his hand poured all over his head.

He immediately jumped up, shook the wine off his head, wiped it on his face, and became irritated: "Think of it, what the **** are you crazy!"

Tang Xiang poured another glass of wine: "Get out!"

Bai Yuqing knew her temperament, and was afraid of being splashed again, so she cursed and left: "Pretend to be noble."

"Are you okay?" Tang wanted to ask his roommate.

Chen Xiaogui shook his head.

Bai Yuqing is a scumbag, a decent and harmless scumbag.

He had been dating Chen Xiaogui for a while. In his junior year, Chen Xiaogui was pregnant. Not only was the **** irresponsible, he also said that he was not his kind, and even more so, he said it out. Less than a month after Chen Xiaogui's abortion operation, he started chasing Tang's thoughts.

Because of this incident, Chen Xiaogui took a long time off before returning to school and started taking anti-depressant medicine when he came back.

The other two roommates also returned. Ye Xin found the envelope in Tang Xiang's book: "Why is there a letter in your book?"

Chen Xiaogui just saw Bai Yuqing flip through the book: "That **** put it."

Tang Xiang directly threw the envelope in the trash can.

There is only one sentence in the letter: At nine o'clock, I am waiting for you at gate 1 of the basketball court, Jiang Xiaolin.

Jiang Xiaolin didn't eat the meal. He came back from outside at eleven o'clock. The wine bureau had not left. Only Guan Pei knew what he was doing.

"Did you say it?"

He was silent, got up and went to Tang Xiang's table.

"Tang thought."

"Huh?" Tang wanted to look back at the person, drinking a little dizzy, with ghosts in his eyes.

He wanted to ask her why she didn't keep his appointment, but before he spoke, he saw his letter in the trash can, and he couldn't ask what he said.

Tang Xiang was a little bit drunk, blushing, shaking his head and shaking his head: "What are you asking me for?"

After a long silence, he casually took a cup on the table: "Come with me for a drink."

Tang wanted to pour a glass of wine: "Okay."

After clinking the glasses, he looked at her, said something first, polite and unfamiliar: "I wish you a bright future."

Her eyes were a little red, and she was very drunk: "I also wish you a bright future."

That night, Jiang Xiaolin drank a lot, and Guan Pei stayed with him downstairs in the 17th building very late.

Tang Xiang came down to blow the air after waking up, and just saw them. One person held a can of beer in his hand and squatted under the street lamp. She walked over: "It's so late, what are you two doing here?"

Jiang Xiaolin raised his head, his eyes dimly drunk, he stood up, staggered, held the street light pole and said, "Pass by."

Passing by again.

Has he passed by from all over the world?

The two boys were drinking, but she couldn't talk, so she said, "Then I will go up first."

"Tang thought."

Guan Pei stopped her.

"Something else?"

"Hug your old classmate, there will be no chance in the future."

Guan Pei is always a joke, and his popularity is always very good.

Tang didn't think much about it, and hugged him.

Guan Pei is a gentleman. He didn't touch her with his hand. After he stepped back, he said to the people behind: "Xiao Lin, you can hold me too. She has been crushed for four years."

He just wants his buddies to hug the girl he likes.

Jiang Xiaolin put the wine bottle on the ground, walked to the steps of the female dormitory door, stretched out a hand, and hugged Tang Xiang on his shoulder. He could not see the expression on her face, nor did he let her see his own expression: "Where to work after graduation?"

She raised her head slightly, the sky was full of stars, and the summer wind blew people's faces hot: "Should I go to study abroad, it's not settled yet."

He didn't let go, holding her: "Which city?"

"Huston."

Two months later, they met again in Huston, at the school next door to Tang Xiang.

Tang wanted to ask: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xiaolin replied: "Passing by."

He did not pass through the whole world, but only passed through her world.

Tang thought he had stomach problems. Jiang Xiaolin knew when he was studying abroad. She used to have a stomach bleeding in a rental room, and he took her to the hospital.

Their relationship was not good at that time, because he informed her landlord, and the landlord made a rule that no two people can live in a single apartment. In order to share the rent, she secretly rented with a white boy.

He extinguished her lady's cigarette.

"You don't smoke too."

He said: "I can quit."

She really worried about her lungs and stomach.

She threw the cigarette case in the trash can: "Okay?"

Only then was Jiang Xiaolin satisfied. The others went out and took the trash can out.

Tang wanted to sit back in front of the computer. She couldn't help herself for a long time. She laughed, adjusted for a while, and continued to work.

It was ten o'clock after reading the financial statement. She moved her neck and closed the computer to stand up. Only then did she find a piece of paper on the floor at the door. She walked over and picked it up.

It was Luo Changfang's three hundred million whereabouts, Jiang Xiaolin deliberately landed here.

She suddenly understood why he wanted her to live on his side.

Yulin Mansion.

As soon as Jiang Weili entered the door, a bunch of photos fell on him.

Luo Changfang shouted at him hysterically: "Who is this woman?"

Jiang Weili was scratched by the photo and was about to get angry. Seeing the content of the photo, he lowered the pressure of the fire and explained: "The restaurant girl, I have played with me a few times."

Luo Changfang didn't believe it at all, and asked loudly, "I need to hug each other when I'm in a play? Need to go to the hotel to open a room?"

Jiang Weili did not excuse, and asked her: "Who gave you the picture?"

"Don't care who gave it to me." Luo Changfang lost control and couldn't calm down. "You can tell me clearly, what is your relationship with this woman?"

Jiang Weili said indifferently: "It's just a few times I slept."

That's it?

He just said.

Luo Changfang slapped his face with a slap: "Jiang Weili, you **** bastard!" She raised her hand to slap a second time.

Jiang Weili grabbed her hand, shook it away, and touched the nail marks on her face, annoyed: "What a big deal, are you?"

"What a big deal..." Luo Changfang smiled. Her face was pale, and she smiled with a bleak gloomy air. "For so many years, my predecessors and later have taken care of you. I have done all dirty and dirty things. Let you climb to where you are today step by step. Are you asking me? Jiang Weili, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"