Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Isn't 500 yuan much? Many.

How many people earn only two to three thousand a month, 500 yuan is really a lot, let alone students.

Those who earn eight to nine thousand, ten to twenty thousand a month, do you ask them more than five hundred? Too much, it is not easy to make more money, why is 500 not too much.

She remembered that there was a professional errand business in the school.

Now college students like to shop online. They buy express delivery one by one. Most of the things are stored in the school's rookie post.

There is a group dedicated to helping with the delivery.

It costs two yuan to take a courier inside the school, and three yuan outside the school.

Usually, if a dollar falls on the ground, you don't have to pick it up, but there are people who do such a job, because as long as she takes five orders, it will be enough for one meal.

Two yuan for a courier, you need to take 250 couriers to make 500 yuan, which is hard to make money.

It's really not easy to live.

Ruan Xihe sighed with emotion, from the silent tears of the girl to the chagrin on the boy's face.

Maybe they all like it very much, no one is wrong, it's just poor.

But how many people were crushed to death by just one word.

When he was about to get out of the car, Fu Xiu walked ahead with his luggage, and Ruan Xihe was one step behind by his hand.

She turned her head and saw the girl's slightly red and swollen eyes.

Ruan Xihe didn't say anything. At this time, what others said would be embarrassing to the girl.

Girl, you must make more money. The more you make, the fewer tears you will shed in the future. This is a fact.

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When she left the station, she and Fu Xiu were standing on the second floor platform waiting for the bus, and the little couple just arrived here.

Ruan Xihe heard that they were comparing their mobile phones. Whose car-hailing red envelopes are big, and it's cheaper to take a ride to school.

"Master!" Lao He's car drove in front of the two of them.

The driver in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car, Gong opened the door for the two, and the service was in place.

The Maybach's mark is very obvious on the side of the car.

The moment the car moved, she clearly saw the envy in the girl's eyes.

Inexplicably, Ruan Xihe felt sorry for the girl.

It may be a time of sympathy overflowing.

Girls are a gift from this world. You must feel sorry for yourself. When you are poor, you can study hard, and you will always be useful for a day. The process of excellence may be sad, but when you slowly get the things you want , You will feel that the suffering you have suffered before is a gift from life.

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I didn't go to the village this time, and the Fu's grandma and old man were both in the city.

The original river villa in Stone City has a very good environment, and it is rare to have convenient transportation in the urban area.

The two of them were happiest to go back than the old man, and they kept picking Ruan Xi and vegetables during the meal.

In the end, she couldn't eat, Fu Xiu held her bowl and ate the rest.

The old lady kept winking her eyebrows. After this grandson had a girlfriend, it was different!

He came back in a hurry last time. This time, many friends knew that he was back. They called in one by one and asked him to go out to get together at night. Now everyone knows that Mr. Fu, who is a single dog for ten thousand years, has a girlfriend. Now, everyone is clamoring to see what the sister-in-law/sibling looks like!

"Will you go?" After answering the twelfth call, he asked Ruan Xihe.

"Go if you want." She smiled.

"May have to drink at night."

"It's okay, find a driver, or I will drive."

Since she promised Fu Xiu to go, then she definitely couldn't shame others, and she really dressed up.

Knowing that she is going to sing, she must take off her jacket. She is still a long down jacket on the outside, but inside is a dark green one-shoulder hip dress. Underneath is a super-thick bare-legged artifact, and black knee-high boots are on her feet. , The amazing Fu Xiu was speechless for a long time.

She looked at Fu Xiu with a bad smile, deliberately stepped forward, breathing on his throat, but didn't kiss him: "Why are you looking at me like this, eh?"

He put Ruan Xi and the earlobe. Trapped in her arms, she was against the closet behind her.

His eyes were dangerous, his voice was low and hoarse, his palms pressed against the peach petals, rubbing a little bit.

"Hook me again, don't you want to go out?" The tip of the tongue touched her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.

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