Slag Girl Illustrated Book

It was also the first time that Wen Queyi faced Ruan Xihe's profession, and was a little surprised.

The exclamations of the students came one after another.

"Woc, this young lady has something."

"I didn't understand the middle paragraph, but I just thought it was quite cowhide."

"I am ashamed that I only understand 12 kinds."

"Wipe, cattle, I only understand nine kinds, so I can't live anymore."

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The old professor looked at Ruan Xihe's eyes instantly.

The instructor is a young male teacher. I heard that he just graduated with a PhD this year.

On the first day of school, he randomly went to the classroom to attend the class. This class was chosen in the first quarter of this day. Although he only understood the English section, it did not prevent him from thinking that this child was excellent.

The head clapped.

Most people in their student days were in awe of academic masters, and Ruan Xihe was the most dazzling little star among them.

Exchange students and ordinary students are interspersed together in order to make people better integrate together.

The study committee came over to add Ruan Xi and friends, and pulled her into the class group. As soon as she appeared, the whole class group began to agitate.

A welcome welcome.

She just said hello everyone.

Some people in the group were very active, and the chat history became 99+ within a few minutes.

Walked in a long formation: welcome the little fairy

After the class meeting, she left with Wenchoyi. The two of them walked in front, followed by four or five boys.

Pushing and shoving is just not daring to step forward.

Until Ruan Xihe opened the door and got into the driver's seat, and Wen Queyi got into the passenger's seat, they left angrily.

Sent her back, bought some snacks and drove home.

I went to my own home without going back to Yuejie.

I didn't do much today, but when I touched the bed, I felt a little sleepy. Maybe it was because I didn't sleep well some night last night.

Lie down and squint for a while.

When he got up, Yuejie was already sitting on the side of the bed.

His eyes fell on his stomach.

Seeing her wake up, he turned sideways to hug her.

Ruan Xihe leaned on him with strength, and at first glance, there were not many men who could make Ruan Xi and the heart-warming man. Xu Shu who was full of money was counted as one, and the boy on the basketball court this morning was counted as one.

As for men like Qi Si and Yue Jie, what she enjoys more is their tenderness and consideration, their social experience is rich, and she can learn a lot.

It’s probably what it means to get along without getting tired.

"Why go to bed so early, is it very tiring to start school today?"

He touched her head tenderly.

"Just a little sleepy." She lazily.

When I woke up, my cheeks were still flushed, and the eyes were watery and soft.

Yue Jie has been paying attention to Ruan Xihe's physical condition. Recently, he has read a lot of knowledge about pregnancy. When she says that she is sleepy, she is a little sensitive, and her eyes are on her stomach.

My throat began to dry, and some thoughts began to spin unconsciously.

Ruan Xihe is ingenious, she has long discovered that the soup Yue Jie recently asked Aunt Zhang to stew for her is some nourishing, and at night, she always intentionally or unintentionally does not bring that stuff, even the preludes. Easy to conceive.

Pointing his finger on his Adam's apple, sliding it gently: "What are you thinking?"