"nothing."

Ruan Nan touched her back and said softly, "Go and take off your clothes, take a shower, and sleep."

"Aruan, I'm almost 26 years old in this world."

It was the age at which she was frozen in the last world.

"I was not in a hurry to talk about the baby before, I was afraid that I would disappear again at the age of 26. Now it seems that I can really stay in this world forever."

Ruan Nan gently stroked Qin Juan's back. She hadn't said these words before, but Ruan Nan knew it.

"Aruan, if everything goes well next year, I want a baby."

"it is good."

Hearing Ruan Nan's answer, Qin actually curled her lips to herself. She didn't get up, and still hugged Ruan Nan and said, "A Ruan, I hope our baby is the best and most beautiful."

"And you?"

"I hope not."

"Don't want what?"

"I don't want us to impose our own expectations or external pressure on her. I only hope that our baby will be happy and sunny."

Qin actually laughed: "A Ruan is right. Then choose Happy Sunshine first~"

Qin actually seems to have the right to choose before God. As long as she wants, their baby can get what she wants.

Ruan Nan couldn't help laughing: "There is one more point."

"what?"

"I hope baby can always be a brave person."

I hope you can also become a person who is brave enough to break into this world like mothers.

Chapter 95

"Okay, then let's say, in the poem "Ascension", the boundless falling trees in the joint part of the jaw are falling, and these two lines are rolling in from the Yangtze River..."

C City Noble High School Class 1, C City is located in the south, it is midsummer, cicadas are chirping outside the window on the 4th floor, and birds are flying under the scorching sun from time to time.

Qin was actually sitting by the window. Just after finishing the last math finale in the language teacher's emotional recitation, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Qin actually turned on his mobile phone, and Jia Beibei's news: [Juju, there will be KTV tomorrow night, Howard Johnson specially vacated the home party venue, we can do it all night. 】

【overnight? ? No class? ? 】

【? Tomorrow Saturday, you've already passed UK time earlier? 】

[...] Qin actually returned to the page and glanced at the date, tomorrow is indeed Saturday. She was going to study in the UK in three days, and she still didn't listen to the last Chinese class in China.

Qin actually opened the workbook and got the answer to the final math question right - full marks.

[Apart from the few in our class, is there anyone else? 】 Qin actually picked up the phone again and sent a message to Jia Beibei.

[There are also a few friends of Zhao Zhen, senior Su, who is a sophomore in high school, and Xiao Ming, a follower. There is no one else. 】 Jia Beibei replied.

【should. 】 Jia Beibei added another sentence.

【should? ? 】

Jia Beibei: [Oh, I know you're annoying Chen Xue, but this has to go away. Besides, Uncle Qin took care of her, maybe she will go to the UK next semester, the last time we meet, she will come if she comes, dare to play What trick would we be the first to slap her, okay, Miss? 】

Chen Xue is a girl in the next class, and the Chen family and Qin family are from the world. Qin's father always wanted them to get along well, but unfortunately this Chen Xue is not tall and has good tea skills. In addition, he may be jealous of Qin Jun, secretly and secretly. A lot of bullshit.

Tomorrow is a farewell banquet for Qin actually held by the people in the class. Those who have a good relationship will usually arrive. As for Chen Xue, it is estimated that he will seize the last chance to have a tea with them.

never mind. Qin actually put away the phone in disdain.

When the bell rang for the last get out of class on Friday, half the class was relieved and ready to enjoy the weekend. Qin Jingren hadn't packed up his textbooks, so Zhao Zhen and the others rolled in like a pào battle: "Hurry up, Qin Jingren, my buddy has ordered a present for you, don't take it off if you put it on today, and continue to shake it when you arrive in the UK. ."

Qin actually stretched out his legs and kicked the whole person with the stool. He stood up and picked up the mineral water bottle at hand and gestured to knock him. Jia Beibei quickly blocked it and glanced at Qin Juan: "What dress are you wearing? Just this school uniform without makeup. Isn't it also a school flower in the UK?"

Zhao Zhen also looked at it: "That's true, fortunately you left, I heard that the First Middle School discussed how to change the school uniform because you looked so good in school uniform."

As a private aristocratic school, No. 1 Middle School in City C, of ​​course, cannot use the loose school uniform that can fit a bag of rice into the trouser legs. The summer school uniform for girls is a small navy blue skirt with a white shirt and tie on the upper body.

Qin actually has a good figure, nearly 1.7 meters tall, without any fancy dress, a simple ponytail, wearing a school uniform and standing in the crowd is a proper innocent school flower first love face.

It's just that the character and innocence and gentleness don't match up at all.

Jia Beibei and the others laughed and taunted for a while, but Qin actually put his schoolbag on one shoulder and raised his chin towards the crowd: "Let's go. The dress will be delivered to me in the apartment tonight, and I will treat it as Zhao Zhen's farewell to me. It's a gift. Don't make a statement tomorrow night, please."

The people crowded in the class suddenly burst into cheers. All of them are Qin Juan's good friends, friends of friends, and no one in the noble middle school is short of money. What everyone wants is the last good party after parting.

Qin actually didn't want to make the atmosphere so sensational, and gags with them for a while. When he walked to the school gate, the black Bentley was waiting for the parking lot.

bit. Qin was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously pulled his schoolbag towards the front.

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