The Queen's Little Wife

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A person without desires and desires.

"Send it again, okay?" Song Nan raised her face, the pleading look in her eyes made it hard to refuse.

She did not speak.

"the last time."

"..."

"Really, she doesn't reply to me, I choose to forget."

Nan Zhizi suppressed a sigh and nodded helplessly.

"Okay." Then send it one last time.

She really doesn't want to have anything to do with that Shen Zhao, she usually has to help with homework, and disturbs hygiene with laundry, and is about to become an all-round nanny.

"Little sister, are you driving without a license just for that girl?" Shen Xinxi glanced at the two happy girls outside, and raised her chin slightly.

Shen Zhao put his hands on the car window, and the thin shirt slid across his wrists, revealing his slender and fair arms, with the back of his hands resting on his chin, and his long hair covered his back like brocade.

She said, "Sister, don't you think this little cutie is very attractive?"

"That's not something you can touch. He's the top student in the city's high school entrance examination, and he doesn't have as many crooked thoughts as you except for studying."

The first time Shen Xinxi came into contact with this girl was on the playground.

Clean and clear little face, pure smile without any impurities, always wearing a blue and white school uniform, with ponytails revealing a pair of gentle and big dark eyes, impeccable personality, and a top student.

Such girls are not from the same world as them, and they cannot be related.

What's more, Zhao'er is still a public figure, even if she usually does most of the work for herself, she can't provoke other good students.

"Little sister, you bear so many debts of love, Jiang Meijun is both excellent and beautiful, you haven't broken up yet, right?"

"You think I really like this little squad leader?"

"no?"

"Not yet."

She frowned, with a dismissive smile on the corner of her mouth, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, took out a cigarette from the drawer and put it in her mouth.

Taking advantage of the weekend, Song Nan took Nan Zhizi to the pedestrian street, and the two of them played until three o'clock in the afternoon before going back to school.

"It's getting late, let's go back quickly." Nan Zhizi looked down at the time displayed on the phone.

"That's good, by the way, remember to give this to me to her at night."

In addition to the different colors of the letterhead this time, the more special feature is that a flower is pinned in the gap.

It's no small matter.

The students in No. [-] Middle School are all rich people, and they don't have the concept of saving money in their minds.

Nan Zhizi Ruan Nang is used to being shy, and she is the poorest in the whole school.

Thinking of this, she touched her nose, which was the place where Jiang Meijun hit her yesterday. After applying the ointment, no bruises could be seen, and the tip of her nose sometimes felt a little painful.

Song Nan and her were not in the same dormitory, and they parted ways when they went downstairs.

Open the door of the dormitory, and when you walk in, you can hear the sound of playing games.

There was someone on her bed.

Shen Zhao was lying on a clean and tidy bed with his legs crossed, holding a Switch game console in his hand, and a lollipop in his mouth, probably thinking of playing games when he had nothing to do.

"Back?" She tilted her head over the side of her arm and looked over.

Nan Zhizi nodded slightly.

He started to put the purchased daily necessities in the closet, looked back at her in confusion, shook his head, and sighed.

I have no idea why he wants to occupy her place.

What a weird girl.

"Where did you go today?"

"Um?"

"I saw you went out with Song Nan, and I wanted to take you to the night market." After Shen Zhao finished playing a game, he put the game console on the table, walked up to her, and glanced up and down carefully, "The breasts on the body It's fragrant and milky, have you gone to the Cat's Dessert House?"

Nan Zhizi didn't know how she knew, took this opportunity to take out the letter from her pocket, and handed it over carefully.

"Please accept it."

Shen Zhao took it, glanced at the front and back, and smiled half-smile: "Did you give it to me?"

She quickly waved her hand, "No, it's not, it's... Song Nan."

"Oh." With a soft voice, the letter in his hand was thrown directly into the trash can.

Nan Gardenia: ...

"Forgot to tell you. I don't like her, please send me a message."

"good."

That's good, at least it can make Song Nan stop going crazy.

She walked around for a long time, her legs and feet were a little sore, and she was so tired that she wanted to lie on her bed and sleep for a while.

Shen Zhao refused to give way and blocked her way.

"Student Shen, can you let me live for a while."

"Can't."

"..."

"Don't be classmate Shen, I have characters, try calling me characters." Wanting to hear her call her own name from between her lips, classmate Shen said that she didn't like this title very much.

Nan Zhizi was at a loss.

Hei Liuliu glanced away, not daring to look directly at her.

Shen Zhao borrowed the height of a head taller than her, pressed forward, and controlled her in his territory, staring at her fair and elegant little face, his heart moved slightly.

A scorching electric current that penetrates deep into the bone marrow hits the whole body from the lower abdomen.

Trembling slightly through the pores.

Nan Zhizi was unable to retreat from this invisible oppressive feeling, her pair of bright eyes shone with complicated light.

Shen Zhao: "Call Ah Zhao."

"I……"

"Call and I'll let you go."

"...No." She couldn't say it at all.

"I'll kiss you if you don't call me."

"You...how are you like this?"

"I'm not a good person. You just came to Mincheng No. [-] Middle School. You don't know Shen Zhao's name? Focus on playing men, don't be obsessed with sister, she is just a myth." When she said this, the corner of her mouth raised a smug arc .

Nan Zhizi held her breath, her fingers trembling with anger, "As long as you scream, will you let me go?"

"Try it, you'll know if you try it."

"..."

How can there be such a rascal and unreliable girl who forces her classmates to do such a thing.

The two stalemate for an unknown amount of time.

Her cheeks were flushed with heat, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her back.

Opening his lips, his voice was as soft as the gravel on the seashore: "... Ah Zhao."

Shen Zhao's eyes lit up, he raised his hand to stroke her limp hair, stared at the pink neck, and smiled triumphantly.

"Good boy, treat you to a lollipop." A lollipop was suddenly put into her mouth, and her mouth was full of the sweetness of blueberries.

Nan Zhizi quickly bit the candy, her bulging cheeks were so cute that people wanted to pinch them.

The black lacquered eyeballs looked at her inexplicably.

What a strange person.

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The day before the National Day of the [-]th, there was a neat team lined up on the playground.

At a glance, the blue and white school uniform is swaying in the wind.

As the most prestigious figure in the school, Shen Zhao joined hands with Xiao Ke to give a speech.

The two cooperated very well, but the students standing in the sun and sweating all over their bodies seemed to have forgotten the hot weather, and all looked at the beautiful Shen Zhao on the observation deck.

The green floral skirt fluttered with the breeze, revealing her slender legs, her long hair scattered around her waist, and her voice was ethereal and steady.

Time seemed to freeze.

The two people on the stage looked at each other and smiled, forming a bright and beautiful picture scroll.

Song Nan looked at the two of you and me on the stage, covered his face and sobbed in frustration.

Nan Zhizi was worried that her voice would be heard by the teacher, so she whispered: "Ah Nan, don't cry, if you have time these days, I will go shopping with you."

"No, I'm broken in love."

"Okay, don't cry anymore, it won't look good anymore."

Song Nan: "Do you think Shen Zhao really liked anyone? For Jiang Meijun and Xiao Ke on stage, I don't believe she would like these two."