Chapter 65

Lu Ziming found an excuse and went out to leave space for the two young people.

Shen Qinghuan flushed and broke free from Lu Ziheng's arms, "I..."

Lu Ziheng's clenched fist opened quietly. He changed the topic and resolved Shen Qinghuan's embarrassment with an understatement. "It's getting late. We have to have class tomorrow."

After being caught in the net, Shen Qinghuan considered whether to continue studying in a.

Lu Ziheng seemed to know Shen Qinghuan's inner thoughts. He brainwashed Shen Qinghuan like a monk chanting scriptures.

He said that although the Shen family now has strong assets, those are given to Shen Qinghuan by their parents, not Shen Qinghuan's own labor income. People can't always listen to good words, but also investigate the reality. If one day the Shen family goes bankrupt and Shen Qinghuan is used to those extravagant lives, how should he deal with himself.

"Qinghuan. I said so much, just hope you don't give up reading. " Lu zihengmin sipped some dry lips and had a maturity that did not belong to this age: "no matter how difficult it is, I will spend it with you."

Shen Qinghuan's original temperature became dry and hot again. Her ears were red and her voice was small: "Oh."

Lu Ziheng rolled his throat up and down, and his eyes subconsciously dodged Shen Qinghuan.

He couldn't help but burst out in his heart.

This is so good, who can stand it!

Lu Ziheng finally couldn't help rubbing her little head, held it for a long time, left a good rest, and hurriedly fled the room.

the moon is bright and stars are few.

In the courtyard outside the club, Lu Ziming bit a cigarette. Seeing Lu Ziheng coming out of the room in a panic, he threw him a bag, "take a cigarette?"

Lu Ziheng shook his head and stuffed the smoke into Lu Ziming's arms again.

Lu Ziming is used to Lu Ziheng's non cannibal fireworks. After all, he is still a student, which is different from his romantic son.

"Do you like the little girl inside?" Lu Ziming took another hard puff of smoke and puffed smoke at Lu Ziheng.

Although Lu Ziheng didn't speak, his behavior had been more obvious.

"Big nephew." Lu Ziming raised his neck. There were few stars in the cloudy night sky. He couldn't find them. It was like that some people would never see them again after they were wrong. "Cherish the people in front of you while you are young!"

Don't wait until you are old to look at regret and regret.

Lu Ziheng awkwardly avoided Lu Ziming's "intimacy, contact and touch".

A sleepless night.

Because of his family, Lu Ziheng learned to cook independently very early.

Lu Ziming's club has limited ingredients, so Lu Ziheng has to put down three bowls of white water noodles. I don't know whether Shen Qing likes it or not.

Lu Ziheng buckled Shen Qinghuan's door.

They played games late last night and didn't maintain a normal eight hour sleep every night.

Shen Qinghuan sat on the bed vaguely, his hair messy, but he still had a sense of beauty.

"Qinghuan." Lu Ziheng arranged breakfast on the old bar. He said to the people in the room, "I made breakfast. After eating, let's go to school together."

Shen Qinghuan woke up at this moment.

It turned out that yesterday was Wen Huaibei cue, not a dream.

She looked up and looked at everything in the club.

Lu Ziheng knocked on the door again, "Qinghuan. What would you like for breakfast? "

"Everything is OK." Shen Qing jumped out of bed and quickly sorted herself out, just as she simply hid her mood.

Although it is not convenient for Shen's family and the club does not have skin care products for girls, she is not so delicate because she has accumulated previous life experience, and can overcome all the inconveniences at present.