A love is full of joy, and Guan Chuyue's legs are still numb and sore until she left the bar.
Qin Zhuo opened his black lapel wool coat and hugged her in his arms. She was very honest and hunched her hands and buried her head in Qin Zhuo's coat.
Guan Chuyue couldn't be honest. She really didn't have the strength to leave by herself. I guess she was just looking like she was being eaten up now.
Just now when I was holding my coat, the bartender looked at them with no friendly prompts. Turn right when he went out of the hotel.
It was snowing outside. After the first snow, snowflakes fell intermittently in the past few days, but not too much. After the sun came out, the thin snow immediately melted, and the city could not see any silver-covered appearance.
On snowy days, the road is slippery and freezing easily. There are long queues of vehicles on the street, and Qin Zhuo's car was blocked on the road. The driver called and said he might have to wait for a while.
Qin Zhuo looked down at her fair ankle that was exposed for the good looks, and asked the driver to try to be as fast as possible.
Guan Chuyue guessed that Qin Zhuo must be afraid that she would be frozen. Although she didn't feel cold, she still raised her head gratefully and gave him a flying kiss.
She is not because of her good physique and is not afraid of the cold, but because she has to be used to being cold after so many years of demeanor and not being used to being cold.
Guan Chuyue has two obsessions in her life. The first is to let her mother live a good life, and the second is to love beauty.
In high school, the school leaders were like foot binding cloth wrapped around the cerebellum, and forced all girls to cut short hair that could not cover their necks and not cover their collars. They were famous for their long hair that affected their studies.
Guan Chuyue can't figure out where the school leaders came up with the bullshit theory. As the top three, she has always had long bright hair.
She refused to cut her when she died. The teachers who claimed to have received higher education regarded autocratic ideas and formalism as imperial edicts, threatening that she would be expelled from the school if she did not cut her.
Either beautiful or die. For Guan Chuyue, it is not just a slogan, but a mental illness that she cannot cure, so she would rather be fired than cut her hair.
This incident was a hot topic at school, and my mother was even helping her prepare for the transfer of school
But the school finally couldn't bear to leave her, a good seedling that had impacted Kyung Bek University, so she asked her to reflect at home for two weeks, write another review, and then acquiesced to her not need to cut her hair
So she became famous in school, and a girl put a postcard with dandelions on her desk, and wrote a line of beautiful small characters behind her. The brave girl is always beautiful.
The flower language of Dandelion is brave and not afraid, but she knows that she is not because of her courage, but because of her pathological persistence in her appearance.
Guan Chuyue thought of flowers, but her nose actually smelled the fragrance of flowers. She came to her senses and saw an old lady pushing a cart to sell flowers at the door of the bar.
The old lady's hand-pulled truck is like the kind used by people when they go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. The body is a cube-shaped Oxford cloth bag, and it is also printed with a certain brand of laundry detergent.
The red roses in the cloth bag were neatly inserted, all in bulk. Someone wanted to buy the old lady and wrapped them in solid color kraft paper.
Many young couples are gathered around to buy flowers, and Qin Zhuo seems to have noticed that there. He hugged Guan Chuyue and headed towards the old lady who sold flowers.
Hey, what are you doing! Guan Chuyue stopped Qin Zhuo
He wouldn't want to give her roses, right? Don't want Ah! He's like a couple
Qin Zhuo's body froze slightly. He smiled as if he suddenly remembered something, saying that he smiled like a self-deprecatingly. What's wrong, I was confused just now...
His second half of the sentence is more like talking to himself, Guan Chuyue didn't hear it very clearly
However, she calmed down when she knew that Qin Zhuo had no intention of giving her flowers, so she didn't ask him what he said, and she didn't find that Qin Zhuo's face became more and more ugly.
Qin Zhuo opened his black lapel wool coat and hugged her in his arms. She was very honest and hunched her hands and buried her head in Qin Zhuo's coat.
Guan Chuyue couldn't be honest. She really didn't have the strength to leave by herself. I guess she was just looking like she was being eaten up now.
Just now when I was holding my coat, the bartender looked at them with no friendly prompts. Turn right when he went out of the hotel.
It was snowing outside. After the first snow, snowflakes fell intermittently in the past few days, but not too much. After the sun came out, the thin snow immediately melted, and the city could not see any silver-covered appearance.
On snowy days, the road is slippery and freezing easily. There are long queues of vehicles on the street, and Qin Zhuo's car was blocked on the road. The driver called and said he might have to wait for a while.
Qin Zhuo looked down at her fair ankle that was exposed for the good looks, and asked the driver to try to be as fast as possible.
Guan Chuyue guessed that Qin Zhuo must be afraid that she would be frozen. Although she didn't feel cold, she still raised her head gratefully and gave him a flying kiss.
She is not because of her good physique and is not afraid of the cold, but because she has to be used to being cold after so many years of demeanor and not being used to being cold.
Guan Chuyue has two obsessions in her life. The first is to let her mother live a good life, and the second is to love beauty.
In high school, the school leaders were like foot binding cloth wrapped around the cerebellum, and forced all girls to cut short hair that could not cover their necks and not cover their collars. They were famous for their long hair that affected their studies.
Guan Chuyue can't figure out where the school leaders came up with the bullshit theory. As the top three, she has always had long bright hair.
She refused to cut her when she died. The teachers who claimed to have received higher education regarded autocratic ideas and formalism as imperial edicts, threatening that she would be expelled from the school if she did not cut her.
Either beautiful or die. For Guan Chuyue, it is not just a slogan, but a mental illness that she cannot cure, so she would rather be fired than cut her hair.
This incident was a hot topic at school, and my mother was even helping her prepare for the transfer of school
But the school finally couldn't bear to leave her, a good seedling that had impacted Kyung Bek University, so she asked her to reflect at home for two weeks, write another review, and then acquiesced to her not need to cut her hair
So she became famous in school, and a girl put a postcard with dandelions on her desk, and wrote a line of beautiful small characters behind her. The brave girl is always beautiful.
The flower language of Dandelion is brave and not afraid, but she knows that she is not because of her courage, but because of her pathological persistence in her appearance.
Guan Chuyue thought of flowers, but her nose actually smelled the fragrance of flowers. She came to her senses and saw an old lady pushing a cart to sell flowers at the door of the bar.
The old lady's hand-pulled truck is like the kind used by people when they go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. The body is a cube-shaped Oxford cloth bag, and it is also printed with a certain brand of laundry detergent.
The red roses in the cloth bag were neatly inserted, all in bulk. Someone wanted to buy the old lady and wrapped them in solid color kraft paper.
Many young couples are gathered around to buy flowers, and Qin Zhuo seems to have noticed that there. He hugged Guan Chuyue and headed towards the old lady who sold flowers.
Hey, what are you doing! Guan Chuyue stopped Qin Zhuo
He wouldn't want to give her roses, right? Don't want Ah! He's like a couple
Qin Zhuo's body froze slightly. He smiled as if he suddenly remembered something, saying that he smiled like a self-deprecatingly. What's wrong, I was confused just now...
His second half of the sentence is more like talking to himself, Guan Chuyue didn't hear it very clearly
However, she calmed down when she knew that Qin Zhuo had no intention of giving her flowers, so she didn't ask him what he said, and she didn't find that Qin Zhuo's face became more and more ugly.
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