Madam escaped

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"Sister Zhou, you are so beautiful, how can you be so beautiful?" She murmured fascinatedly, trying hard to respond to her tenderness, but somehow she couldn't get a smile together.

"Idiot, I told you not to fall asleep, I fell asleep faster than anyone else, hehe!"

Zhou Manting listened to her dream language that was similar to that of a fan girl, squatted down, stroked her eyebrows twice, and decided to wake her up.In what way?The gentle way just now didn't seem to work. She looked at the crystal cup on the table, wondering whether she should knock it loudly to wake her up?I was afraid that it would be broken; I looked down at her thin but strong ass, and imagined patting her like my mother woke me up when I was a child. Every time at that time, I would always jump mischievously in surprise and joy. Getting up and throwing herself into her mother's arms, that memory is Zhou Manting's most precious, just thinking about it makes her feel very happy.Should I let my little sister enjoy this kind of happiness, or risk being misunderstood?

Zhou Manting shook her head with a smile, lifted a strand of long hair, and brushed the end of her hair childishly on the little sister's nose, watching her impatiently wave her hands to avoid being disturbed but couldn't dodge and finally sat up suddenly, With his mouth wide open, after a long time, he hit three times in a row, ah, ah, ah, and finally looked at sister Zhou innocently with tears in his eyes and said, "What is it?"

Zhou Manting stood up, walked back to the desk, and said in her mouth: "What is it? What time is it, if you go to sleep again, you don't have to go home. You can save money for dinner and breakfast, and you can also lose weight."

"Did you make a mistake?"

Qian Linglong wiped away her tears, picked up her phone to check the time in disbelief, my god, it's one o'clock in the morning, and shouted: "Sister Zhou, why are you like this? If you want to be a strong woman, you can't drag me to accompany you You are suffering, she is not as beautiful as you, and does not have your skin care products that are so expensive, tomorrow Sister Liu will definitely laugh at how old I am by several years overnight."

Listening to her hypocrisy, Zhou Manting quickly put away her things, picked up her bag and threw it on the little sister who was still lamenting, and said angrily: "Let's go, if you stay longer, you will probably be a year older. Will it Will he be dead by tomorrow?"

Qian Linglong, who was said to be dying, put her bag on her back without any anger, swayed around Zhou Manting, and kept saying, "If I die, it will be regarded as a death in the line of duty, and the company should pay some compensation." Money, right? That’s good too, so you don’t have to go to school, and you don’t have to worry about taking care of your parents. It’s good!”

Seeing her heartless and cheerful look, Zhou Manting felt a kind of love and affection, took her arm like a big sister, and walked forward holding her shoulder, saying: He said: "Nonsense, that's easy for you. When my uncle and aunt come to ask me for someone, what should I do? Do you have the heart to watch two old white-haired people give away black-haired people, or do you want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life? That way I am too It's a loss, it's not worth it. In the future, I dare not keep you, you get off work early and go back to school to rest. "

A certain little one just listened to her heart warming, proud but didn't want to be deprived of the opportunity to spend more time with her, so she acted like a baby: "No, at most I work hard to make money, work hard to maintain, and live for thousands of years. The big deal, I wrote A suicide note to prove that it has nothing to do with the company or you!"

Knowing that these were just jokes, Zhou Manting felt a strange pain in her heart. She stopped and looked seriously at Qian Linglong who was still smiling.

Qian Linglong passively followed suit, and looked at Sister Zhou with a smile on her face and asked, "What's wrong?"

☆、Chapter 26

"Ling Long, don't talk about life and death casually, okay? There are gods in the world, they are in places we can't see, no matter what we say or do, good or bad, they will be registered. We all have to be good and beautiful , Live every day happily until the end of this life naturally and happily, promise me!" A rare order that is serious and undeniable.

What is taught in school is materialism. In fact, most of those who study art are from the heart. Painting, music, design, all of which require unrestrained imagination. Without imagination and idealistic desire, the world will definitely be less Many treasures handed down from generation to generation, such as Mogao Grottoes, Longmen Grottoes, Jesus, and the Virgin Mary, are the pinnacles of any kind of art, all of which are entrusted with people's deep prayers.

Qian Linglong nodded with a smile and said, "Okay!"

Zhou Manting still looked at her deeply, looking at her well-behaved face with indifference, how could she not understand the perfunctory psychology of her little sister who was also a designer.If one day, she receives any bad news from her little sister, she believes that she will be very sad.

Before she knew it, Qian Linglong already existed in her heart like a family member. She hoped that she could live a happy life without any worries.Although she knew that a person's life would not be smooth sailing, she hoped that she could get through it with fewer disasters and difficulties.

Qian Linglong and her sister Zhou looked at each other, there was no human passion, more of a calm and breezy cloud, but it seemed that souls were mingling through their eyes. She liked this kind of communication, and even took this moment in her heart. Compared with Plato, water and water blend, what a vivid vocabulary!

"I'm starving to death, eat whatever you want, hurry up and rest!"

Finally hunger awakened the two of them. Sister Zhou pulled Qian Linglong into the car quickly and went back to her house. Each of them got a bowl of instant noodles. They went back to their rooms and washed their bodies.

It was already 02:30 in the morning, and Qian Linglong, who seemed to have experienced a passionate love, was very excited, and she was half lying down and chatting with sister Zhou on the phone.

"have you slept?"

"Sleeping!"

"How can you talk when you're asleep?"

"If you don't call, I will definitely not say anything."

"Hehe, your house actually has instant noodles. I thought rich people's houses were either abalone or mountain delicacies!"

"Wealthy people are human beings too, and they have to eat, drink, and sleep too! Good sister, go to sleep!"

She must be really sleepy, whenever she was speechless or helpless, she would unconsciously put on such a half-coquettish, half-pleading tone in front of Qian Linglong.

Qian Linglong laughed softly, and said: "Go to sleep, don't hang up the phone, I will sing for you, you have delayed me until now, I can't just let you go!"

After a while, a sleepy voice came from the phone: "Do whatever you want!"

What's good about singing?Qian Linglong wanted to sing "The First Time" by Guangliang. There were many firsts between her and Sister Zhou. The first time she wanted to care, the first heartache, the first time she was afraid of losing, many, even because of these many strange feelings, she found a boyfriend for herself.

After a bitter laugh, she sang softly: "Little baby, go to sleep, the stars in the sky are asleep; little baby, go to sleep, fall asleep sweetly..."

Bedtime stories, bedtime lullabies, these childhood happy moments have long been far away from Zhou Manting. When Qian Linglong said she wanted to sing to her, she originally wanted to say no. She listened to a girl sing to herself before going to bed. I always find it very strange, in her cognition, shouldn't all such moments be done by her boyfriend or husband?