Chapter 970: Little C and little X?

Cen Xi: "..."
Cen Xi gave Lu Jingxian a white look and muttered in a low voice: "But just ask, who is rare!"
Who else can Lu dog write to?
It is not for the future self, but only for the smell.
Or Ms. Xia Bing.
I can't count five fingers.
Cen Xi no longer cares about Lu Jingying, and writes her postcard seriously with her head down.
She had a lot of people to send. After writing a few, Cen Xi asked the clerk for a stack.
Lu Jingying: "?????"
After finishing writing a few photos, Lu Jingzheng kept looking at Cen Xi, especially when he took another stack of postcards. It was really annoying.
Friends are quite wide, so much writing, not tired?
After half an hour--
Cen Xi is still writing.
Lu Jingying: "..."
"How long will it take you?" Lu Jingxi knocked off the table impatiently, looking at Cen Xi, who was working hard, and said, "Are you going to write one for the people all over the world?"
Cen Xi looked up and stared at Lu Jingzhen: "Don't rush! Alright!"
Ten minutes later, Cen Xi lowered her pen with satisfaction, and at this time she had already put a stack of postcards by her side, which were three to four centimeters tall.
Lu Jingying got up, stepped forward, and picked up the postcards on the side of Cen Xi's table.
"Hey! Lu Jingye!" Cen Xi was going to grab, "Lu Jingye, what are you doing? Give it back to me!"
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Lu Jingying didn't read the content, just wanted to see who Cen Xi wrote postcards to.
Shangluo, Qin Qing, Pippi, Ping'an, Chu Fei, Jiang Ce, Lin Mushen, Xia Cheng ... Even Ye Ye had it, one by one, and turned to the end without seeing his name.
"Without me?" Lu Jingying took a stack of postcards, looked at Cen Xi, and asked.
Cen Xi blinked innocently and snatched the postcard back: "No, why should I write to you?"
"They all have, why can't I?"
"They are all my good friends, of course." Cen Xi said, "You are not."
"So what am I?" Lu Jing sighed.
"Ex-husband!" Cen Xi straightly said, "Have you ever seen any woman send postcards to her ex-husband?"
After speaking, Cen Xi took the postcard written by Lu Jingying and said, "You must not write it. I'll see who you write to."
After taking the postcard and glancing at it, Cen Xi said, "You see, you didn't write it to me, what little c, what little x, who is little c and little x?"
Oh, yes, Lu dog has another dog on her back?
"Oh ..." Lu Jingyi sneered, angry, and looked at Cen Xi with a speechless voice. If he wanted to have a seizure, he could not get out, and turned away with anger.
"You still have a temper?" Cen Xi looked at the back of Lu Jingying's departure, rolled his eyes and murmured, "I haven't asked what happened to your little c and little x! Dead dog! Huh? ! "
Cen Xi set Lu Jingye's postcard aside, and handed the postcard she had written to the clerk, instructing the clerk to post a stamp for her.
He took out another postcard full of characters, put it in an envelope, sealed the envelope, gave it to the clerk, and asked the clerk to send it out for her two years later.
This is what she wrote to Lu Jinglu two years later. Two years later, Lu Jinglu should have remembered it. She had a lot of things to tell Lu Jinglu at that time.

Author's words:
Cen Xi: Lu Jingyu! say clearly! Who are little c and little x? !! !!