Chapter 217

Today, Miss Li Xiaoqing and Zhuoyang agreed to accompany him to play the piano for her parents. At the appointed time, she didn't see anyone at the entrance of the University, so she asked the driver to stop at the side of the road and wait. She walked into the music university.

Just about to take out his mobile phone to contact Zhuo Yang, Li Xiaoqing turns around and sees two people twisting together like two rattans. Miss Xiaoqing's gas at the moment: stink!

Li Xiaoqing bumps into this half of the scene - the first half of the key scene is not seen by others. Zhuoyang is more embarrassed and feels empty. He quickly spread out his hands and raised them flat. At this time, he and risakova are like the front version of Titanic's flying heart.

"Then what Glass Turn Chop Above... " ramble in one's statement.

Risakova also heard what the two were saying in Chinese, squinting: it's broken, Zhuoyang's "current" girlfriend came. Ruisha has seen Zhuo Yang and Li Xiaoqing close together several times on campus. The whole music university knows that the daughter of the rich Chinese is Zhuo Yang's girlfriend. Although both sides deliberately hide from each other, risakova has long recognized Li Xiaoqing's face clearly.

There's no way. It's a bit shameful to hold a man in front of his girlfriend. Helpless, resakova reluctantly released Zhuoyang and took a deep breath to adjust her condition to the best possible level.

“…… OK, it's OK, Raisa. I have something First of all. " Zhuo Yang is still incoherent. He turns to Xiaoqing and says, "Xiaoqing, today's weather , the wind... "

At this time, Zhuoyang found that neither Li Xiaoqing nor resakova looked at him or listened to him.

Xiao Qing and Ruisha are ten meters apart. Both of them show the most beautiful posture of women with their chests up and their bellies folded. They step on the standard model's t-step and look at each other with their eyes.

Watch!

Gaze!

Hostile!

Hatred!

The air began to get heavy and murderous!

The world has become dark. There are only two energy tanks full of anti matter energy driven mecha Jedi warriors in the whole universe, with a helpless soy sauce beating civilian Zhuo Yang.

The eyes of the two Jedi female soldiers gathered huge attack energy. The Ukrainian Dnieper particle shockwave and the three Qing Yuan Qi beam of Wudang in China launched a fierce battle. The great Jedi warriors formed a battlefield that could engulf the whole universe.

Trespasser, no pardon!

Even if 108 heavily armed Schwarzeneggers break in, the evil spirit in four eyes can absolutely kill 54 pairs of devil terminators.

Zhuoyang panicked: what can I do if I fight for a while? No one can help anyone. No one can help anyone. I have to throw my face at Grandma's house at the other end of the mountain. These two are not fuel-efficient lamps. If they turn their faces, they will turn their faces. If they really want to fight like shrews in the farmer's market, I will die. I can't. Lisa's coat is bigger and her nails are still long. Xiaoqing is not good. If Xiaoqing's face is scratched, can't you hurt me?

Don't care what to say to risakova, Zhuoyang hurriedly pulls Li Xiaoqing out and coaxes him: "Xiaoqing, I'll tell you, it's not what you think, it's what you see. The sun is so big today, isn't it? In autumn, the sea comes from the North sun. I'll tell you oh, that good guy, the glass blew the building off, and cut it off at Raisa's head. If it wasn't for my blind eyes and feet to react quickly, the window would have to be cut to death by Raisa. I quickly pulled Raisa to turn a glass circle. The building on the window said it was slow. It fell to your feet. That guy, he's broken. He's old. So, I have nothing to do with Raisa. I held the glass in my arms to save her... "

Along the way, Li Xiaoqing finally understood the reason of the matter from Zhuoyang's incoherent nagging. That is to say, Miss Xiaoqing is very smart and understanding. If someone else, Zhuoyang's wheels will turn to spit. It was just that, but she was still angry.

"If you save people, you can save them. If you save them, you can pull them down. Why do you still hold them tight?" Xiao Qingxin said: how can you not let the glass split, bitch!

"Or shall we turn the driver around? Do you want to break the mirror and have a reunion? I'll give you two tables to congratulate you? " Xiao Qingxin said: stinky girls, I want to keep eating dry and wiping clean!

"Are you reluctant, Mr. Zhuo? A man's chest is big, and he has to be careful. Why don't you look for Scarlett, a little pig? " Xiao Qingxin said: stinky girl, is Zhuoyang the master you can accept? You deserve it?

"Reluctant? Are you still a man? " Xiaoqing just felt so flustered that she scolded Zhuoyang and scolded her for dozens of times.

Zhuo Yang is always with a smiling face. His kung fu is good. Although Li Xiaoqing is still angry, he is not mad at his Beijing movies.

This is the first time for Li Xiaoqing to get angry with Zhuoyang, or even lose face for him, but he is not unhappy. Zhuo Yang has been eating soft but not hard goods since he was a child. If you dare to face him, he will turn his face on you. If you don't say anything right with uncle zuoyang, you will still be in trouble. But Li Xiaoqing is not the same. She is her own person. Zhuo Yang knows that Xiaoqing is good to her. He is grateful to Li Xiaoqing. If Xiaoqing wants to eat the meat on his arm, Zhuoyang will pull it without blinking. However, Li Xiaoqing will never say she wants to eat his meat. She has never asked for anything. She just treats him well. Zhuoyang has no way to repay him.Miss Xiaoqing needs nothing. She doesn't need Zhuoyang to do anything for her.

Knowing that she and risakova are all right, Zhuoyang still feels guilty. She always feels sorry for Li Xiaoqing. Li Xiaoqing also knows that Zhuo Yang and the shameless one are OK, but they are not comfortable in heart. It is uncomfortable to think that they are as tired of being together as two broken vines.

For a long time, the lovely Xiaoqing was not angry at all. She was a good girl with a clear temperament after all. Zhuo Yang also accompanies her to be careful and relieved. She thinks that for a while, she will pick some tunes Xiaoqing likes to listen to and play them to my aunt.

Unconsciously, there was a bit of coldness. Neither of them knew what to say. Vaguely, Miss Xiaoqing feels something is not right: what's wrong with me? Why am I angry? I'm Zhuoyang. Who am I? Who should I care about Zhuoyang and whom?

Zhuo Yang also can't help but wonder: what am I guilty of? Xiaoqing and I have nothing to do with each other? Why should I feel guilty before Xiao Qingmian?