Chapter 31: Little Young X Yao Yan Girl (End of Sixteen)

Cen Simiao hesitated holding the mobile phone.
The temporary system that took over also began to panic: "Please host to start the strategy immediately, otherwise ..."
Before she finished speaking, she was frightened by Cen Simao's complexion, and the sound of the machine suddenly got stuck. It stabilized the data fluctuations, and bluntly turned to: "Please pay attention to your body."
Cen Simiao is particularly upset and wants to curse.
Now even if An Zeru receives a call, no matter what he says, it is impossible to directly increase his favorability to full value. She lowered her eyebrows, and suddenly her cellphone rang, and her brows frowned.
"Where?" An Zeru called.
"At home."
She was not interested, and her tone was a little low. An Zeru was particularly sensitive in this regard. He was sitting in front of the desk, sketching with a pen, hearing the voice on the phone, frowning, and stiffening his pen tip.
He pursed his lips: "Don't you go out? The weather in the city is fine."
Cen Simiao rubbed her phone with her fingertips, and her voice suddenly became muffled: "If we get married, what will worry you?"
The phone was silent for a while.
Suddenly, she laughed lowly and said softly, "All the worry, as long as I think of being with you, there is no more."
Cen Simiao was inexplicably short of breath.
I hung up the phone before I heard the system screaming, without any initial restraint: "It's over! Little cute is starting to get confused. Not only will her body be affected, but even her senses will be wrong."
Cen Simiao frowned, stood up, and sighed with relief. Go out with your mobile phone and go straight to the TV station. The system works, and cheats are especially powerful.
In the live broadcast room, no one stopped.
She stood in front of the camera, sweating heavily on her forehead, panting, her hair a bit loose, but her eyes were very energetic. The staff were completely immobilized by the system and could only watch Cen Simiao.
She touched her cell phone, only one beep, and picked it up immediately.
Cen Simiao said, "You are really annoying."
An Zeru frowned, then frowned, and yelled at the phone: "You sick, specifically call me to scold me? How did I trouble you?"
He didn't move for a long time, he wondered, "Hey?"
Cen Simiao said, "I really miss you a little."
As soon as An Zeru was about to speak, he heard, "You turn on the TV."
Then there was no sound inside.
There was something wrong in his mouth, and he turned on the TV wonderingly, changed to the stage she was talking on, and his eyes tightened instantly. Cen Simiao was standing there, her face pale, and she looked particularly weak.
Hurry up and call.
An Zeru saw her shut down.
Cen Simiao's neck was slender, and now she raised her chin, and she looked more fragile. She bent her eyes, and the smile on her lips was as usual.
Less packed.
Seeing her rosy lips, An Zeru was now pale, and she said softly, "I like you very much."
Look serious.
He froze, clenched his phone, and pursed his lips.
Cen Simiao especially liked the vigor of his body, and even if he was so bad at first, it didn't affect her at all. She pursed her lips, her eyes were a little bit astringent, and her eyes suddenly turned black.
It was very abrupt, and a happy goat animation came to mind.
It happened to catch up with the escape from Wolf Castle, with various sound effects in my ears.
She's a little shy.
The system expressed regret: "I have worked very hard to control, but it is useless. Such accidents are really rare."
Cen Simiao gritted her teeth, this dregs.
She closed her eyes and continued to say, "When I first saw you, I felt ..."
Suddenly, the gray wolf's voice exploded in his ears, with a big smile on his face: "Well, Pleasant Goat and Uncle, I am glad to see you."
Cen Simiao immediately held her back.
An Zeru stood in front of the TV and saw that she didn't go on. She frowned even more, and took the opportunity to book a return flight ticket.
I looked up and held my arms.
Cen Simiao listened to cheerful music, her eyes were particularly affectionate, her lips moved: "I originally wanted to go through this life alone. I was lucky to meet you."
Her eyelashes trembled, as if reminiscing: "This life is very long, no matter whether there is anyone around, it will be finished. Because there are relatives, their love for themselves, no one can replace."
The more An Zeru listened, the more wrong she was.
Suddenly I saw Cen Simiao getting up from the chair, wearing a coat with a thin waist, unbuttoned, revealing a touch of white, until I took it off, I saw a wedding dress inside.
Hollow sleeves, the outer skirt is a little bit of starlight, especially dreamy, the upper body is cut well, and the figure is exquisite.
It was the first time Anzaru met.
His expression was sloppy, his eyes stared at the TV, and he didn't dare to move away for a second. His palms were inexplicably ebb and his heartbeat was extremely fast.
Cen Simiao bent her lip corner and asked softly, "Does it look good?"
She seemed to get an answer, and she laughed more and more happily. She tilted her head and pinched her glasses, her eyes were particularly hooked.
He said, "My life is only for you."
An Zeru's throat moved and he felt that his heart was full and he was about to explode. I wish I could go back now and hug her fiercely.
Cen Simiao lowered her eyelashes and saw Pleasant Goat jumping into the cauldron, anxious to find a way to escape, she became more and more uncomfortable, a little out of breath, crying even more.
"You are the meaning of my existence, you are important to me."
An Ze Ruyu stared at her face and looked at it for a long time, it was all sincere. He snorted and yelled, "Fuck me again, a fool believes."
Cen Simiao pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the camera with unprecedented earnestness: "Live well, people always experience many passengers. Family talents are the most important, and to accompany them well will have their own happiness.
She lowered her eyes, remembering the family in that world and clenching her fists.
An Zeru watched her look more and more ugly, and suddenly panicked, and heard what she said, and snorted uncontrollably: "Don't 'talk, what are you doing?"
As soon as the voice fell, she saw Cen Simiao cough a few times and was out of breath.
He suddenly went outside and heard something moving on the TV. An Zeru walked hurriedly, glanced at her, and suddenly she froze. She fell to the ground, and the picture suddenly became dark.
He froze in place.
The funeral was held grandly. An Zeru appeared in the name of her husband. She was very well dressed and her face was normal. Although there was sadness in the eyebrows, it was not decadent.
The cause of Cen Simiao's death is one that many people wonder about, and why she ran to the TV station before she died. An Zeru sent a word directly: "It's your thing."
He became mature and worked longer and longer, but he also paid great attention to his body and had time to invite people to go mountain climbing together.
Nothing was strange at all.
Lu Mi originally thought he was covering up. Later, An Zeru even spoke directly and asked him to introduce his girlfriend. For a long time, Lu Mi was only able to confirm again.
An Zeru was writing a program, and he couldn't afford to look up and yawned: "Crap, remember to look good and be hot."
Lu Mi pursed her lips, and there was something inexplicable in her heart that she could only sigh for the world.
He really knew a girl, and he was good everywhere. Just mentioned to An Zeru, he said nothing and went directly to the opinion.
Cafe.
An Zeru dresses extremely casually, showing a cynical meaning, but in the past two years, she has matured a bit, and can see it in the eyebrows. The two temperaments appeared together, but did not feel contrary, but added charm.
He raised his brow and praised, "Lao Lu actually knew such a beautiful girl."
The sitting woman smiled softly, and suddenly saw him squinting his eyes, then squeezed out the cigarette case and looked at the smoking area. When she just said that she didn't mind smoking, she heard: "Do you smoke?"
She frowned.
Blow, it didn't work.
An Zeru was not discouraged at all, and then saw several of them. Either they felt that their faces were not good-looking, or the sound was unpleasant. Lu Mi couldn't say anything, the reason was that the girl laughed too sincerely.
He simply found a two-hundred and fifty-eight thousand.
Smoking is especially embarrassing when you laugh, especially when it always bluffs people.
An Zeru squeezed out the cigarette case, she spread her palms, tilted her head, and whistled at him: "Give me one."
He lowered his eyelashes and threw one. I lit the cigarette and heard her say, "Borrow a fire."
Throwing the lighter over, she threw it into the trash can, stood up and walked to him, holding a cigarette to his side, and An Zeru stood up timidly.
She frowned.
An Zeru glanced down, his eyes suddenly flashed a fragile, and then she laughed mockingly: "She was wrong."
Where can she find happiness, she just has no conscience.
When he went to the cemetery, An Zeru didn't buy any flowers, he just lit a few cigarettes and placed them in front of him, mumbling as he sucked in his mouth.
"Don't you have a bad brain? If you knew you were going to die, why not travel with me."
"Trouble with the TV station, do you know how many messes I have cleaned up?"
"Also tell me, live well. All nonsense, can I still die for you?"
The smoke burned for a while, and the ashes shook off. He stood upright, raised his chin, raised his brows, and stretched out again: "I haven't been idle recently, I have met several girls, one is better than the other"
"Who the is you?"