Chapter 50: Fifty dollars

It may be as long as a century, and it seems that only a few seconds later, Lu Jiaheng released her.
At the beginning of the garden, the whole person was soft, his eyes were open, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and the corners of his eyes were all red.
He raised his hand and buckled the man into his arms, leaning his lips against her ear, breathing hot: "At first, breathe."
The little girl looked a little ignorant, and looked at him with wet eyes, and her cheeks were flushed with white and delicate cheeks.
When she heard the words, she exhaled a long breath obediently, and then began to adjust her breath, leaning in his arms for a while before pushing her shoulders straight.
Her lower lip was sore and hot, and I wondered if it was broken.
At first glance, he looked angry and ashamed.
I wanted to scold him a little, but I couldn't scold it.
"Let me go down..." For a long time, she suffocated this sentence, the voice was rusty, a little dumb, but still soft and soft,
Lu Jiaheng didn't move, only raised her hand, her fingertips rubbed her tears from the corners of her eyes: "Let you go, you run away."
Hatsui's eyes became red and red, and the water vapor slowly filled his eyes.
She sniffed her nose, suddenly grabbed his face, bowed her head, and bite heavily on his thin chin.
She used a lot of energy this time, a little smell spread in her mouth.
Lu Jiaheng whispered, did not hide, let her bite.
"Why bite me..."
She nibbled at him with his chin.
"Can't help it," he whispered.
"..."
Son of a bitch.
At the beginning, he didn't understand his hatred, he let go of his mouth, and pressed his head to the side, making a sip next to it.
He said nothing, letting her vent her revenge and not letting her go.
Chuchi patted his head while wiping his eyes, pushing forward: "You let me go!"
Unmoved, Lu Jiaheng held her firmly and kissed her wet corners of her eyes. Her voice was soft: "The dish is broken, go down and stick your feet, don't cry."
As soon as he spoke, the first tears could not be wiped away.
She kicked her legs in anger, and the tears were fierce.
The lingering, gentle, and just judged two.
Hatsuri turned his head away to hide him, and he rubbed his head into the neck fob: "I just saw your knight help you untie your scarf."
At first he was shocked and stopped sniffing.
He continued low: "Does he know you have a boyfriend?"
Churi shook his head, the tip of his nose rubbed against the skin on his neck, and tears slipped down his collar.
His breath is full of his taste.
"What about uncle and aunt?"
Chuichi hiccupped.
Lu Jiaheng raised his hand, appeased the child and patted her on the back gently, the voice even felt aggrieved,
"Look, I can't see anything."
Hatsuri buried his head in his neck and stopped talking.
He said this, she suddenly felt quite sorry for him.
Chuichi stopped, raising his head: "What about your friends?"
Lu Jiaheng smiled: "The day we were together, you seemed to be eating with my friend."
Seems like this.
At first he paused, raised his head to look at him, and painted the gourd and asked, "What about uncle and aunt."
She didn't think much, but she blurted out, and when she asked, she remembered the scene she saw last time, a little regret.
Sure enough, Lu Jiaheng was silent for a few seconds, holding her arm tight.
He lowered his head slightly, his forehead touched her forehead, and his voice was quiet: "At first, I had a bad relationship with my dad and there was no mother."
At first he was stunned.
She actually thought that his parents might be separated, but never thought that his mother had passed away.
Hatsumi's drooping eyelashes were raised, frowning, his eyes guilty and helpless, and he didn't know what to say.
Feeling that I have exposed the scars of others, at this time it is unnecessary to say anything.
She lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry..."
Lu Jiaheng's expression did not change much, and even laughed, rubbing her soft hair: "It has been a long time."
Chuchi didn't speak, still keeping his eyes down, looking so sad.
After a while, she whispered, "If you don't see, you can't see..."
Her voice was too low, and every sound seemed to be in her mouth, but Lu Jiaheng heard it clearly.
He stared at her, waiting for the words below her.
He didn't say anything at first, pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and raised his head, he held him firmly, her legs were shaking, "You let me go first."
She didn’t dare to tell her first father about her boyfriend. Although the first father usually seemed to have a good temper and never got angry, it was terrible to start a fire. Hatsuki felt that she might be beaten.
Lu Jiaheng swept the porcelain fragments on the ground with his feet, cleared a clean floor, and put her down.
Hakuchi finally stood up and looked up at him.
He looked a little embarrassed, with two marks on his chin, both bleeding, and a little red on his forehead, as if she had just been photographed.
There was a voice of women's high heels stepping on the marble floor outside the cubicle, as well as conversations.
Someone came in.
Then the faucet opens.
At the beginning, Zhi Jia raised her toes, and the people moved up. Lu Jiaheng saw this, and bent down in coordination, leaning in.
Using the sound of water as a cover, she leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm going out first."
"You will leave in ten minutes."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
It's not too bad to say yes.
Chu Garden also carefully reminded him carefully: "Remember to be quiet, and wait for the outsiders to go out before you come out, otherwise you will be caught as a pervert."
"..."
I don't know why, Lu Jiaheng always thinks that his little girl seems to have learned badly.
In the usual winter vacation, Chuchi will fall into a cycle of bad sleep and rest time that sleeps late and wakes up late.
It is said that it is late to sleep, but in fact it only changes from the usual ten o'clock to before twelve o'clock, but the time to get up in the morning is prolonged indefinitely. I often sleep at the right time every day, and then I want to stay in bed for a whole day, and then be Ms. Deng lifted the quilt and dragged it up.
This time, she got up early the next day.
Just when he closed his eyes, there were scenes of him hugging her and kissing her.
Lips and teeth intersect, tight and tangled, overwhelming his breath.
The lips were sucked, licked, bitten and sucked, and the numb pain still had a strange feeling.
She licked her lips subconsciously, and reacted violently, her face flushed and her hands clasped her mouth. Covered the quilt, the two short legs kicked in the quilt, shouted ah.
Crazy for a while, she calmed down again and looked at the ceiling quietly in a daze.
I felt angry.
It may be ashamed that he wouldn’t want to see him again for a hundred years.
But it doesn't seem to be the case.
Just one night later, she began to want to see him a little bit.
And his taste...I also like it.
Except for being a bit fierce, she bites so painfully.
As soon as this thought came up, Hachiri began to kick his legs in shame.
She kicked the spinning bike in the bed for a while, lifted the quilt open, turned to lie on the bed, and buried her head deeply in the pillow. I grabbed the cell phone next to it, held it in my hand for a while, and blushed for another ten minutes.
In a daze, the phone message prompts.
Hakuchi opened the phone and a message popped up on the WeChat interface.
Lu Jiaheng's address book remarks were filled out by his brother Lu. He didn't change it at the beginning, but the WeChat remarks were changed. At the time of the school celebration, she was so angry that she changed him into a bastard.
Later, I always forgot, and the first habit was to recognize the person with the head picture. The note was ignored, so I talked to Wang Ba egg for more than half a month of love and did not remember to change it.
Right now, Chuichi just thinks this note is good for him, and never plans to change it.
Wang Ba egg officially started work internship today. He told her when she sent her home last night. At this time, he sent a photo. He should have taken it in front of the company bathroom mirror. He was wearing a white shirt and a loose neckline. Without a tie, the suit was put on his arm, and his head was tilted lazily.
There is not enough in the United States and there are two band-aids on the chin.
Wang Baeg: Give you a chat background.
Chuichi was shocked by this rant.
She quickly opened the photo album and found two photos from a lot of messy eating and various screensaver pictures, which were taken by her roommate. She picked the one she liked more and sent it to him: Give you a screensaver!
Lu Jiaheng leaned against the washstand in the bathroom and gave a low chuckle.
He clicked on the picture. The girl inside stood in front of the library, wearing a white top and black skirt, holding a cone in his hand, turning his head to grin at the camera.
Long hair tied into a horse's tail, deer eyes dark and bright, smile slightly bent, like two crooked moon.
Lu Jiaheng looked at the people in the picture quietly, his eyebrows drooping and his expression soft.
Full, nothing else can be seen.
It seemed that what he was looking at now was his entire world.
He tilted his head slightly, first saved the photo, and exited the chat interface.
His current screensaver is a very obvious candid shot, with only a side angled face. The background is in the classroom. The girl in the picture is sitting in the front row of seats, with her head slightly sideways, the pen tip poked on her cheek, and she is listening to someone nearby.
Lu Jiaheng set the picture just made as a desktop, and behind him came a heavy voice: "Girlfriend?"
Lu Jiaheng turned back.
Lu Hongsheng stood behind him, walked to the side casually, unscrewed the faucet to wash his hands: "Everyone has a desktop, do you like it?"
Lu Jiaheng quietly locked the phone screen, put it in his pocket with one hand, and didn't speak.
Lu Hongsheng didn’t get a response and didn’t care. He washed his hands slowly and drew a tissue:
It’s okay to just talk about a friend. Girls need to accompany them, especially now that they’re on vacation. I’m going to have a meeting this afternoon, and I don’t have time. It’s up to you to leave you for half a day, let’s play.

Lu Jiaheng raised his eyes: "I am here to learn."
Lu Hongsheng was impatient: "Even if you go, what can you understand? Besides, the high-level meeting is an internship for you. You can talk and listen and learn when you learn? Do you think your surname Lu has privileges? Honestly follow The bottom layer starts for me!"
Lu Jiaheng raised his lips and chuckled softly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
He was louder than Lu Hong, and at this time he looked at him slightly with his eyes narrowed, and said casually: "I must be privileged, after all, it is your future boss."
The author has something to say:
Regarding yesterday's chapter, why would there be individual babies who feel like a dressing room? ? ?
The basic reason why the locker room master should be pressed on the ground, is it not that he left behind and left alone? ? ? This is his excessive point. I'm entangled in the fact that he pulls people into the locker room. I think it's a bit upside down. Even if I have to forcefully say this, I only feel that I can wipe it out only when the two people have not established a relationship at that time.
So, it's the same as where the little couple went to the toilet and kissed each other.