The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Zhao Qingheng didn't think much about it, he said, "It's because you taught me well."

The "you" made Jiang Beiyu's teeth a little sore.

Although the other party should not have intended.

But Jiang was so suspicious that the other party's words reminded him of his age.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old little wolfdogs or little milk dogs don’t look much different from those in their early twenties, but as the old saying goes, there is a ditch for three years old, and there is a 4/3 ditch between him and the little girl.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He nodded a little reservedly, and said: "Don't be modest, I have something else to do, so excuse me."

Zhao Qingheng looked at the gift in his hand and knew who he was looking for.

However, Young Master Zhao turned his head and saw An Yunhuai playing with a group of milk dolls in the snack area.

If the younger brother is here, it is time to find the older sister.

Zhao Qingheng still didn't think there was any problem. In his impression, An Yunhuai spent less time in school than his sister, it was pitifully less.

Over there, Su Nanzhi quickly found a room, went in, took off her high heels and stepped on the floor barefoot.

This floor is covered by Song Boyan, and any room can come in.

She closed the door casually and lay down on the bed in a big character shape.

comfortable.

At this time, Su Nanzhi was finally qualified to laugh at An Yunhuai, some people were still raising their children, while some people could already sleep under the covers.

But the most frustrating thing in this world is not when someone knocks on the door when you are sleeping on the bed, but when someone outside knocks on the door while you are sleeping on the bed and says to you: "Su Xiaozhi, I know you are inside, open the door quickly."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Help.

After a while, Young Master Jiang who was waiting outside the door was finally able to enter, and he also saw the current appearance of Su Xiaozhi that he was talking about.

Probably because it was too late, Jiang Beiyu just saw a back.

Now man stood before him.

She's staring at people, but she's so pretty.

The people of Jiangbei and Chongqing are well.

He handed over the gift in his hand, and walked in the door, "Su Xiaozhi, you are so beautiful today, why didn't you tell your boyfriend to come and have a look?"

Hearing what he said, Su Nanzhi was in a daze for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that she had an extra boyfriend.

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Before Su Nanzhi could react, there was an extra hand on her head, and the man in front of her reached out to brush her hair.

"Is this a wig? Or did you grow it yourself?" Jiang Beiyu has felt that nothing is impossible in this world since he knew that his white hair was born in an instant.

Su Nanzhi knocked off his hand, and at the same time she was keenly aware of the point, "Do you think long hair looks good?"

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyu suddenly paused. He didn't know where the sixth sense came from. He suddenly realized that this was not an ordinary problem, or rather, it was not a simple problem.

"I think you look the best."

Su Nanzhi: "?"

This is what she asked?

You don’t understand the beautiful Chinese anymore, do you?

Let's not talk about whether Jiang Beiyu understood too much, but obviously, his eyes fell on the little girl for too long.

"Do you want to open the gift for you and your brother to go to school?" He asked suddenly.

Su Nanzhi looked at the two gift bags in his hand, "Which one is mine?"

Jiang Beiyu handed over the white one and said, "See if you like it?"