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"real."

Chang Ling was about to move on to the next topic, but was stunned when she heard this.

She thought she was hallucinating, "What?"

"Tang Qing is also... pretty."

The girl's voice is soft and soft, her words are clear and standard, and the ending tunes are all gathered.

It seems that those three words need to use all the mind and put it carefully on the tip of the heart.

A little frivolity is not allowed.

Chapter 9

"……nice."

Tangtang's shrunken shoulders stretched out, and her neck was soft and slender.

She raised her head, her light-colored pupils were full of light, earnest and stubborn.

Small chin, fair and transparent skin, thin eyelids, harmless and docile.

Chang Ling, however, felt withdrawn from that look.

Just at the right time, the bell rang, and Chang Ling hurried back to her place.

She saw that the girl touched the corners of her lips with her white and tender fingertips, and gently rubbed them into her lips.

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The night outside the window is dyed layer by layer from the sky.

The book in Tang Qingyi's hand has not been turned for a long time.

"Miss, it's already twelve o'clock." Auntie took away the tea in front of Tang Qingyi.

In the past few days, Tang Qing has also been out of state.Before, when she handed over the fruit, Tang Qingyi subconsciously called a name, and when he looked up and saw her, he was slightly startled.

Tang Qing also looked calm, "Go and rest first."

"Hey." Auntie responded.

Footsteps sounded from the stairs to the corner, and the living room was gradually shrouded in empty barrenness.

In the courtyard, the branches and leaves were blown by the wind.

Tang Qing also got up from the sofa barefoot, stood by the French window and looked out.

The warm yellow light vaguely enveloped a small patch of garden bricks, casting her shadow on it as well.

Tang Qing also waited and waited.

No soft and warm body snuggled up carefully, with the same breath as her body, and said softly to her: "Senior sister, the new course is so difficult."

"Can you teach me?"

She didn't answer, and the man was not in a hurry.

The cohabitant would beg her hand and lead her to the blanket, and the insteps of her feet would soon sink into the soft wool.

The warmth lightly clings to the edges of the toes, spreading out a wonderful touch, just like what her cohabitants always bring to her.

Tang Qing also looked down. The soles of her feet and the floor were smooth.

Her toes curled up.

Tang Qing also suddenly felt a little unbearable.

She thought of that awkward hug and shapeless kiss.

The breath on Tang Tang's body is clean.

They got so close, Tang Tang was enveloped by her breath, and it only carried a little bit of her smell.

As soon as she closed the umbrella, it disappeared.

It's different from what she's used to.

The short cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the living room, Tang Qingyi waited, the ringtone was quickly extinguished, as if she was afraid that she would really agree to the call.

Immediately afterwards, the screen lit up.

【Qing Yi, Dad will return to China next month, and it's almost your birthday. Dad will definitely remember to celebrate it for you this year. 】

Tang Qing also picked up the phone and slowly soaked it into the fish tank.

Two goldfish waving their golden-red tails as thin as cicada's wings, walked around the green and tender aquatic plants, and approached curiously.

Tang Yuanyi did come back this year.

He took a blonde wife and a pair of beautiful mixed-race children.

They lived in this house and used it as a resting place and a reluctant hotel.

"My daughter is here, how can I go anywhere else?"

Tang Yuanyi hired a housekeeper and a nursery teacher again to allow enough strangers to enter.

They held a grand dinner, and champagne stained Tang Qingyi's favorite sofa cushion.

Tang Yuanyi finally forgot her birthday.

"It's too deserted to have only one aunt and the driver, isn't it good now?"

"Qing Yi, you can't ask me to sacrifice myself for you, I have the right to pursue happiness."

"Qing Yi, be polite, she is your mother."

The sticky and dirty memories climbed up Tang Qingyi's ankles wrapped in cold air, spitting out slender and gorgeous letters, a strong sense of disgust and resentment stuck to the skin, wet, licked, and left dense tooth marks.

Tang Qing also returned to the room. She pulled the quilt under her chin, thinking of the girl always huddled up, and lifted it up again.

She was completely buried in darkness.

is warm.

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Jiang Dudu kept glancing at Tang Qingyi.

Tang Qingyi's back was straight, and his thin waistline was slightly outlined.

But Jiang Dudu always felt that this new classmate's calm was suppressing the manic depression that needed to be vented.

Make her uneasy.

"Tang Qingyi, the head teacher is looking for you." The school committee shouted at the door.

Tang Qing also raised her eyes slightly, the sun shone through the window, and light golden light particles danced on the tip of her nose.

The sycamore trees outside the window are sparsely decorated with leaves in the wind.

Everything was warm just right.

"Okay." She replied.

Jiang Dudu then thought that what happened before was just an illusion.

Tang Qing also walked in the corridor.

She knew what was waiting for her at the end of the corridor.

The head teacher would hesitate to ask her if her father, Tang Yuanyi, was that Tang Yuanyi, and if her mother, Tan Qing, was that Tan Qing.

They coincidentally, a week after Tang Qingyi started school, they suddenly thought of the need for some necessary social interaction for their daughter.

Even if they didn't show up in person.