After taking down the boss, the painting style is sweet and fried

Chapter 59

"In today's world, the only ones who can feed me are those who are born with aura. That's fresh enough. It's a pity for those little things that haven't matured."

In the limited-edition sports car, Su Hua was driving in the wind, watching the scenery passing by outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

But please don't be moved by this pity look, because she is definitely not such a person.

Although I cherish those little things, my stomach is more important than my own stomach.

Tang Jue knew this truth very well, so he ignored her.

Sure enough, within a minute, the pity and sadness disappeared, and the pink cherry lips hooked together, exuding a charming and weird smile.

"Being able to enter my mouth is also a blessing from their previous lives."

The sports car continued to run on the asphalt road.

The howling wind was still cold.

In the villa at the other end of Baicheng.

Sitting on a black leather sofa was a man in black trousers and white clothes. Erlang's legs were cocked up casually, making his legs look extremely slender, and his eyes were clear and cold.

Jiang Ning, who was standing in front of him, also looked a little ugly.

Still holding a white lunch box in his hand, trembling.

I don't know what's going on at all, so the young master is not happy if I just send a meal.

When did you see him caring about whether a woman ate or not?
What's more, she is the younger sister of his fiancée.

This circle is really... It's hard to describe.

"Master, this..."

Holding the lunch box in hand, it's not a good idea to leave, or not to go.

Jiang Yu waved his hand, resting his fingertips on his forehead: "Next time, change to a chef."

Jiang Ning: "...?"

Almost thinking that he heard it wrong, he stayed in place for a few more seconds.

This new chef spent a huge sum of money to hire him from abroad. It didn't take a few days for him to...

The young master's heart is a needle under the sea.

Difficult to guess and even more difficult to understand.

When Jiang Ning turned around, he remembered something again: "Master, then you really won't participate in the Xiao family's film festival this time?"

Pursing her crimson lips, Jiang Ning was still a little worried. The aristocratic family held these events just to unite, and it was inevitable that someone would take advantage of them and do something wrong.

"Then when will you leave to go back to Beijing?" Seeing Jiang Yu's stern thin lips did not nod or answer, Jiang Ning nodded understandingly, and continued: "I will arrange for Mr. Wen."

When turning around, a magnetic and cool voice passed by: "Wait."

"In a few days." The skeleton leaning on the black sofa was cold and white, clenched into fists.

With deep eyebrows, I don't know what Jiang Yu is thinking, Jiang Ning never asks, and nods.

"Will you continue to live in Su's house?"

Jiang Yu: "Yeah." For now!

Originally, he didn't plan to stay in Baicheng for a long time, but right now, it seems that he can stay for a few more days.

"The medicinal materials that Mr. Wen needs here, I will ask Jiang Yuan to send them over. The temporary trip to Shangjing will be canceled for you first. Now it is convenient for you to recuperate."

Jiang Yu didn't speak any more, his eyes stayed on the dry scenery outside Nuo Da's floor-to-ceiling windows, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Jiang Ning was silent for a moment and also left the room.

The afternoon passed quickly, except that I was too full with Tang Jue at noon, and my stomach was a little uncomfortable to digest, but it was also comfortable and comfortable.

In the last class, Su Hua was lying on the desk as usual, approaching the final exam, working hard and still studying hard.

Tan Sisi pulled a small note and stuffed it under Su Hua's arm.

Su Hua had been lying on the desk for a long time, her wrist was sore, she changed the direction lazily, and saw a short sentence written in beautiful handwriting on the small note that Tan Sisi handed over.

"Su Hua, are you familiar with the principal?"

Tan Sisi carefully observed Su Hua's micro-expression, seeing her delicate brows and eyes wrinkled, her heart skipped a beat in her throat.

The bottom of my heart was frantic, and the nervous little face became more and more rosy.

The tightly pursed lips were not in the mood to listen to what the teacher said in class.

Tan Sisi, who was still struggling with how to explain such a sentence, looked down and saw Su Hua taking the pink pen on her desk and replying neatly on the small note.

When she reached out to take it, Tan Sisi was still in a daze.

It has been two days since she came to the second class, and this is the first time she saw Su Hua pick up a pen and write.

On the white and clean paper were Tan Sisi's beautiful, neat and small handwriting, and underneath was a row of messy cursive, but it was not so unintelligible.

The handwriting is sharp but to the point, neat and orderly in the mess.

For the first time, Tan Sisi saw for the first time that a girl could write so beautifully, not losing at all to those self-proclaimed calligraphers.

My thoughts followed the rare and beautiful words, and I forgot to read the content of that row of handwriting.

If it wasn't for Su Hua watching the stupid Tan Sisi who didn't respond for a long time, and lightly knocked on the table, I don't know how long he would have to think deeply.

Tan Sisi, who suddenly came back to her senses, blushed, looked down at the content of the handwriting, and her face became even more red.

Those pure eyes seemed to overflow with water, and the small mouth was bulging for a long time, unable to utter a word.

Su Hua watched, did she guess wrong?
Stretching his neck to look at the handwriting left by himself on the white note, he wrote clearly, 'It's okay, you want me to draw a red line for you to talk about a matchmaker? '

It shouldn't be!
This little girl obviously looks like an innocent young girl thinking of spring, she has never been in love at first glance, her heart is full of spring, did I read it wrong?
Do you still have time to look away?
Su Hua refused to admit it.

From the corner of his eyes, he looked at Tan Sisi, who had already blushed and had nowhere to hide.

As for what other hobbies does this Su painting have while staying in the world, besides making money, she is keeping the line and drawing coal. Although there is no pair under her hands, it can't obliterate her rare "enthusiasm" kindness.

As for Zi Luo, it's hopeless. There are basically no girls who can introduce him to him. Don't ask why, you will all know in the future.

Sitting in the fifth row, even the slightest noise can arouse the sharp and burning eyes of the teacher on the podium, but unfortunately, these teachers who are only here at Su Hua pretend to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't see it at all.

You should talk about yourself.

Don't think that teachers have become so talkative now.

This is just to draw a person to Su.

But after all, college is different from high school. Apart from getting up early, there are not many tedious things and endless homework.

Tan Sisi's swollen little face was teased by Su Hua's words, and she ignored Su Hua for a long time, her fat baby cheeks were still flushed.

Su Hua was really bored lying on her stomach, poked Tan Sisi's slender arm, and muttered softly: "Okay, don't be sullen, I don't think that old man is worthy of you, I'll tell you something better another day. "

"Su painted you..."

(End of this chapter)