Chapter 125 CV Soft Buns (26)

At noon, Xia Qiu took Xu Lanlan to have a meal with the students from the school's student union, or her cheeky and rude frightened them, they arranged her beside Guan Ziyu, and everyone wanted to feed her liquor.

Relying on his good physique, Xia Qiu smiled and refused to come, and everyone at the table was drunk by her.

But Xu Lanlan was already lying dead on the table, and Xia Qiu's face was red, obviously reaching the limit.

She sat there dizzy and looked at the man beside her. Guan Ziyu's deep and cold face seemed to be getting closer and closer to her for some reason. It's heartwarming and seems delicious.

Xia Qiu frowned and shook her head in annoyance, intuition that she was dreaming!

She hasn't started her pursuit yet, but Guan Ziyu is already so close to her? !

With a dry mouth, Xia Qiu stretched out her hand in confusion, trying to find out if Guan Ziyu was dreaming, but when her hand was knocked off, she couldn't help being a little angry.

He reached out and touched the other's head, and rubbed vigorously!

She wanted to do it a long time ago! Others like Guan Ziyu because of his aura of ascetic male god, but she prefers the confused appearance of this person when he is drunk!

Guan Ziyu in the dream did not push away, but glared at her slightly angrily from the bottom of her eyes, and then she just cut off!

When Xia Qiu woke up, she found that she was lying on the sofa in the apartment with her clothes intact, and there was a glass of water poured for her beside the fruit notebook.

She didn't remember who brought her back, but Xia Qiu vaguely remembered that she seemed to take advantage of Guan Ziyu. She rubbed his head, as if she had eaten Guan Nanshen's tofu and vomited all over him? !

After drinking water and leaning on the sofa, she just woke up a little when Lai Jingjing called.

The stepmother called, it must be because Lin Wen was sent to the hospital!

Xia Qiu didn't want to answer, so he blocked the number directly, but after a while, Lai Jingjing kept calling from Lin Zhongxiang's number.

He simply blocked Lin Zhongxiang's number together, Xia Qiu called Lin Zhongxiang's other number, briefly explained what happened, and then turned off the phone again.

After sobering up, his head felt a little painful, and Xia Qiu was disturbed by this matter.

She simply posted on Twitter, her fans reached 64, and she checked and responded to messages one by one. When she clicked on one of the messages, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Butterfly*花语~x-on:陈小梦: Big~ I really like you, so, are you interested in joining our pillowstone club? Although the group is small, it is still very loving! make a fist.

How could this society find her so quickly this time? !

Resisting the excitement in his heart, Xia Qiu quickly replied: "Well, yes! It sounds very good! I also really want a group of happy friends!"

Unexpectedly, Die Lian*huayu~ was online, and quickly replied to Xia Qiu: "Hee hee, how do you know they are very happy~ Touch Da, welcome, I will privately poke you the YY number!"

Playing on and off the computer, Xia Qiu was wearing Chen Xiaomeng's vest, and she directly entered the channel of the pillowstone club.

But as soon as she clicked in, there was a crisp sound, and she was carried into a sub-channel.

There were four people in the sub-channel. When she entered, the three girls were screaming excitedly as if they were convulsed.

pillow stone. Mo Zijin: "Sleeves! You actually came here in person, to be able to review newcomers with you and so on, I'm excited to think about it!"

pillow stone. February: "Ouch! Lang Xiao can't calm my restless heart! Sleeve sleeves!"

pillow stone. Wei Shu Leng: "Hey, I haven't seen you for so long, I came here as soon as I heard there was a little girl. I despise her!"

The green lights of several girls kept on, first expressing their excitement, and then chatting happily with each other.

Although he couldn't get in the way, but listening to him, Xia Qiu could tell who was who.

The one whose voice was somewhat hoarse was Mo Zijin, and the one who often exclaimed excitedly was the voice of Er Yue, who complained a few times from time to time.

Until they got tired of talking, Zang Xiu didn't speak, Chen Xiaomeng was just a quiet listener.

Mo Zijin reassured her and told her not to be impatient and wait a bit longer.

And Xia Qiu sat in front of the notebook, with one hand on his head, and the mouse circled the name of Zangxiu, with a shallow smile, curved eyebrows and eyes, not in a hurry at all, the tightness on his lips seemed to grab someone's little tail.