Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

Xia Fanhua stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked down from above. The slight sunlight shone in. It should be the rush hour for going to work. Looking down from here, there were bustling crowds on the street, as if they were all going to work. Hurry without being late.

He is like this every day, going to work, going home, going to work, going home, but he doesn't know what he wants, he is like this every day, day after day, he has no idea what he wants.

The only thing he has always been firm about is that he can't like An Qi, absolutely can't like her.No matter what it is for, he can't, he also thought about it, or let's live with Yan Xiyao!

Anyway, he was fine, but when he knew that Yan Xiyao liked him, he couldn't accept it, and he didn't understand why he couldn't accept it, whether it was because he couldn't respond to her or something else, he couldn't figure it out himself.

His thoughts drifted back to a long, long time ago. For a moment, he was thinking, what is he obsessed with?

What is there to be persistent about?Isn't it the most important to cherish what is in front of you?

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"Xia Fuhua, walk slowly, I'm not feeling well today." An Qi was wearing the school's system. The skirt that was originally at the knee was cut two points shorter by her with scissors, and it directly became a short skirt. At that time An Qi is the so-called "problem girl" in the teacher's mouth

Xia Fuhua was wearing earphones, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand was carrying his backpack, and he was throwing it on his back. It was empty. In fact, there was only a tablet inside, and there was nothing else. .

Xia Fuhua walked in front alone. His hair was a little long. Of course, Xia Fanhua left it on purpose. The breeze blew, and his hair fluttered slightly in front of his forehead, and he didn't slow down at all.

Seeing that Xia Fuhua didn't intend to stop and wait for her, An Qi gritted her teeth, and with a few quick steps, she caught up with Xia Fuhua and hit Xia Fuhua hard on the shoulder. It wasn't just Xia Fuhua who hurt, An Qi The whole hand turned red, but she didn't notice it.

Xia Fuhua stopped, angrily pulled off the earphones, and waited fiercely for An Qi, without saying a word, originally thought that An Qi would apologize to him, but unexpectedly, An Qi was even more arrogant than him.

An Qi was not afraid of Xia Fanhua's eyes at all, she kicked Xia Fanhua's knee directly, and said viciously: "Let you wait for me!"

Xia Fanhua was kicked hard, bent down in pain, and directly stretched out his hands to cover his knees, and it took a long time before he recovered.

"Why should I wait for you! Can't you walk faster yourself?" Xia Fanhua was furious, this dead woman is getting more and more fierce, she doesn't want to be a woman at all!

"You..." Seeing that Xia Fuhua dared to refute herself, An Qi couldn't speak for a while. After staring at Xia Fuhua for a while, An Qi was still so angry that she directly scratched her backpack with one hand, and slammed her He threw it at Xia Fanhua's body.

"An Qi, what are you doing!" Xia Fuhua yelled while covering his head and avoiding An Qi's backpack, not at all like the young girl he was just now.

"Don't wait for me, talk back, get angry at me, Xia Fuhua, you're dead!" An Qi didn't intend to let Xia Fuhua go, and kept chasing him, unwilling to stop.