Hidden Assassin: Volume 4, Youth at the Time, Section 132 Simple Morning

When there are more than 20 days to celebrate the school, it is said that Fang Yusi will be from Hong Kong when I will dance with her, maybe I can get an autograph. "

Sitting on the bed, changing into pajamas and putting on the bra, he said casually.

"Fang Yusi? That stale star?" came out of the kitchen with a banana and looked at the half body of the girl in the back room. Jia Ming said with a smile, "I would rather ask for your signature. There is more potential for appreciation. Anyone with a discerning eye should see that Lingjing, the only thing you can't compare to her is your breasts, but you are still small and she is old..."

"Go, where is Fang Yusi's anger." Lingjing gave him a white look, but couldn't help but laugh. "I heard that she is only twenty years old. Shasha and I like her. Don't you, Shasha? "

"Well, I will sleep with me again." Shasha who was sleeping next to him hugged Lingjing's legs in a daze. Lingjing finally broke free. When she got dressed, she got up again. In the quilt, he said: "Lingjing, I didn't finish some math problems yesterday. I copied the problems in the notebook and I will hand them in this morning."

"Huh?" Ling Jing, who was wearing silk stockings, was startled. "You said that you didn't play the game until you finished writing last night. You still grabbed the remote control with me..."

"Don't scold me." Covering her ears, Sha Sha showed a lazy and delicate smile under the quilt, "Please, Jingjing, what is the relationship between us." A smile that fascinated many men. Naturally it is not effective for Lingjing. She picked up the pillow next to her and smashed it over, but she was held in her arms by the still sleepy girl and continued to sleep. Since the three of them lived together, she seemed to be used to having something in her arms. Can sleep.

Outside the house, the gloomy sky just showed a shallow whiteness, and the sound of chickens crowing from far away, Jia Ming was busy in the kitchen. The aroma of breakfast.

Washing face, gargle, between the kitchen and the toilet, and Jia Ming’s body are tacitly intertwined. The cohabitation of the past year has made the three of them feel like a warm old husband and wife. However, on the other hand, , The freshness is still mixed in them. They are all only 16 or 17 years old, high school students, studying in different classes in the same school, having different attitudes towards people, facing different activities, making different friends, and different people. People say different things, but when they return to this home, the three of them are one again.

In front of the half-length mirror, I simply combed my hair into two ponytails, and asked Lingjing into the bedroom: "Shasha, where did you put your homework?"

"I don't know, find it myself..." Lingjing rolled her eyes when there was a lazy beeping sound in the room, and found Shasha's math workbook from the pile of books on the sofa, and then placed it in the front The table was opened. Although this was not the first time, I still couldn't help complaining: "Jia Ming, I remember that Sasha is bigger than both of us, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Why do I feel like her mother. Wow, I can't do this question, Shasha, you want to **** me off... You can change your name to Silly..."

There was an unscrupulous snicker in the room, there were a few bangs on the floor, and the rustle wrapped in the quilt ran out of the room. She has always been used to sleeping naked. The slender legs swayed in front of Lingjing, and then slammed onto the sofa and hugged Lingjing's body from behind: "Okay, Mother Lingjing, thank you."

"You, you, you...I'll help you with your homework, and you come to quarrel with me...Gu Jiaming, take your eldest wife away..."

Some noisy, some chaos, some warm, some refreshing, start a new day. In a certain dormitory of the school, the beginning of each day is a little different. I woke up from sleep at 3:30 in the morning. When I opened my eyes, what I saw was the dark stuffed object. The girl habitually gave it a hug, then got up from the bed, washed her face and rinsed her mouth.

Because she is a relatively rare Japanese student, she could be an apartment-style dormitory for four people to live together. At this time, she is still alone. There is no need to turn on the lights. Going up and down in the dark, she can clearly and clearly Do everything in an orderly manner. Fold the quilt, put the big panda doll next to the pillow, and then she will start to meditate routinely every day.

In the quiet and almost deep room, there are two dolls sitting motionless on the bed, but one black and white, covered with comfortable fluff, is a giant panda for minors to play with, and the other is a giant panda for minors to play with. Wearing pajamas, young and beautiful like a high-quality adult toy.

The sky hasn't lit up yet. At about 4:30, she got dressed, went jogging, went out of school, and went to the main road. The sky will turn back tomorrow. The roads you choose are different, but generally speaking Pass through the small building where Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha live, then run to school together, and then go to school for simple martial arts training. Of course, sometimes it can be met, sometimes it will be empty.

After leaving school, she felt that the weather seemed to be a little wrong, and it is very likely that it will rain today. But for her, it’s okay for her to get drenched in the light rain in spring. I jogged all the way from the street. There are not many vehicles on the road. There are mostly large hotels and restaurants on both sides. The lobby is brightly lit, but after an all-nighter Standing guard and, most of the guards in front of the door are a bit tired and lazy. In this case, a beautiful girl with long flowing hair and full of vitality in white sportswear is undoubtedly the first one

A refreshing landscape.

However, when the morning light like fish belly was wafting from the sky, the light rain also fell down.

The street lights on the street have been extinguished. When the rain fell, vehicles drove past and pedestrians rushed closer. There was an unusually fresh urban atmosphere. Standing at the door of a hotel, slapped with the rain on his body, a car stopped by the side, and the handsome man who got out of the car seemed to look at the cool and beautiful girl with interest, and then came over to him. The security guard who wanted to drive the car to the parking lot for him waved his hand: "No, Miss Fang and Mr. Zheng have come down? We are leaving soon."

"Well, I heard that they will come down soon. We have already picked up the car for them. Mr. Zhang, please go in and wait."

"Okay, go ahead." Nodded, Zhang Jingfeng walked to the side, "Miss, do you need an umbrella? I have a VIP card for this hotel, so I can ask the hotel to buy one on my behalf."

The sound of the rain was rustling, and Chen Ken’s words were exchanged for an embarrassing silence, as if a handful of salt was spilled into the water, and no reaction appeared, ten seconds, twenty seconds, just before he wanted to think When the girl was dumb, the other party's faint response came: "Thank you, no need."

"Hehe, it's okay, I just do it with a hand."

"..."

For the next one or two minutes, the situation seemed a bit embarrassing, and there was no response. The girl looked at the light rain outside, and seemed to wonder if the feeling of walking in the rain would be better, but for the diligent men around her, There is not even the slightest expression of concern. This made Chen Jingfeng feel very embarrassed.

It is true that he wants to come up to talk to each other at the moment. A large part of the reason is because of the beautiful appearance of the girl. If the person standing by the door is a middle-aged woman, he will naturally not be in the mood to respond. But in any case, it is human nature to love beautiful things, and he does not have any trivial thoughts in his heart, and he is not worthy of being condemned. But this kind of response from the girl still made him feel a sense of frustration.

Recent frustrations have been a lot, probably because of the financial crisis.

In February of this year, Lingjing resigned from his "Nordic fantasy", and he has been in a certain downturn. In fact, his love for Lingjing may not be so unforgettable enough to shock him. But things that you can’t get are often the best, especially after the boy named Gu Jiaming sang the song "Dong Feng Po" at the Christmas party that day, the response from all quarters showed that the handsome and promising self would not be. The opponent of this ordinary boy, so the image of Lingjing, became especially bright and dazzling.

Originally, I was planning to launch a series of elegant and unobtrusive romantic offensives at an appropriate time. Who knows that Lingjing has a certain sense of vigilance in his heart, but all ambiguous topics are covered with the spring and autumn style of writing, and every time there is no conversation All three sentences will be taken to the official business. The offensive has not yet started, and the other party resigned. At this time, only knowing that she is studying at the Sacred Heart Academy and does not even have a contact phone number, so the frustration becomes more and more intense. The scene before him seems to prove that his attractiveness to women has dropped to the lowest point in history.

"Cough, sorry, I was troubled, goodbye."

He waved his hand with a natural smile as much as possible, and walked towards the hotel calmly. After a long time, the girl looked at the name and logo of the hotel, and after a short thought, she walked into the hotel lobby.

In front of the counter, several people seem to be going through the formalities of leaving. The leader is Zhang Jingfeng, who just hit up with her, and a man and a woman who are with her. The man is probably over 40 years old, and the woman looks youthful. Beautiful, tall, wearing a pair of lavender sunglasses, his expression is a bit cold. Four men with the appearance of bodyguards stood nearby. When the girl walked to the counter, a waiter smiled and said, "Miss, can I help you?"

"I want to buy an umbrella."

"Oh~IndoMTL.com~The waiter nodded, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. "Our hotel can indeed purchase umbrellas, but you must be a guest staying in our hotel or hold us. The hotel’s VIP card, do you have a VIP card? "

"VIP card..." The girl frowned. The woman wearing sunglasses over there seemed to be in a bad mood. She sneered slightly and talked to the middle-aged man next to her in a low voice: "Still a student, she treats this as a hotel. It's still a convenience store..." Zhang Jingfeng smiled and took out a card: "Heh, I have a VIP card, this is my friend, please..."

Before speaking, the girl took out a white wallet from her pocket: "I lived here a few years ago... I don't know what it looks like..."

I shook it casually, five or six cards of different colors fell on the counter, along with a few coins, crumpled small denominations of RMB, I could barely eat breakfast on the side of the road. Looking at the money and the crude library library card on the surface, the woman at the far side of the counter seemed to want to laugh a little, and then the smile turned into a surprised expression. As for Zhang Jingfeng, who was closer, she had already started. Embarrassedly took back the VIP card in his hand.

Taking the money back carefully, looking at the card on the counter, the girl named Kaoru Tsukichi was a little bit distressed.