Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 93 What is like and what is love

  Back to the capital, Ling Xiaoxuan's fear still existed in her heart, and she felt a little less anxious because she was in a familiar place.

  For Qin Ruan’s worries, she was moved from the bottom of her heart.

  The friendship between the two is not very deep, and she remembers everything Qin Ruan has done for her.

  This can no longer be covered by the depth of friendship.

  Going deeper, Qin Ruan saved her two lives.

  Without Qin Ruan, Ling Xiaoxuan would not dare to think about whether she would survive the Mandrill raid and this trip to Qishan.

Ling Xiaoxuan raised her lips, her face burst into a faint smile, and her tone was serious and solemn: "Qin Ruan, thank you so much. If you have anything to do in the future, please tell me not to go up and down the fire. As long as I can do it, I will do my best. "

  Qin Ruan's attitude is the same as before: "You are polite."

   "Pay more attention to rest when you go back to the dormitory. Your complexion is not very good."

   "I see, see you later!"

  Qin Ruan waved her hand, turned and walked towards the campus.

  Until her figure disappeared on the campus of Shengshi Academy, she merged with the crowd on campus, and several Hummers outside the school slowly drove away.

  Qin Ruan didn't sleep last night. On the way back to Beijing, because of Ling Xiaoxuan's anxiety, she kept talking and relaxing with her.

  If I didn't rest well for two days and one night, my face was naturally so good that I couldn't see where it went.

  The first thing she did when she returned to the dormitory was to look for fast food in the locker to fill her stomach.

  After regaining his strength, walk into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

  For the next half day, Qin Ruan didn't even think about going to class. She spent her time on the soft and comfortable bed in the dormitory.

  In this sleep, I slept directly until 8:30 in the evening. I missed the school dinner time perfectly.

  Waiting for school supper, it will take several hours.

  Qin Ruan rubbed his astringent eyes, got up to wash his face and change clothes.

  After half an hour.

  Qin Ruan stood at the gate of Shengshi Academy and took a taxi.

  "Girl, where are you going?" The driver is a local, and the standard Beijing dialect sounds very kind.

  Qin Ruan slightly hooked his red lips, with a slight smile on his face.

  "Master, go to Tongsha flyover."

  "..." The driver's face froze with a smile.

  He looked back at Qin Ruan, with a complex expression on his face: "Girl, where are you going this night?"

  Listening to the discriminatory intentions of these words, Qin Ruan didn't know what to think of. The corners of her lips smiled, and the expression on her face changed slightly.

  This young and beautiful girl instantly turns into a sad and emotionally sad state.

  She said: "I heard there can be directions for confused people."

  The tone is low, obviously there is a story.

"Hey! This doesn't ruin people!" The driver's tone increased: "Now in a civilized society, we have to believe in science. There are liars under the Tongsha overpass. I said girl, how can you say that you are also a student of Shengshi Academy, how can you pay? Believe in that thing."

   "I just want to ask for comfort." Qin Ruan smiled, his beautiful eyes bent into crescent shape: "Master, let's drive."

  The driver looked at Qin Ruan’s gaze, which was a pity. After all, he had already started the car and drove towards the Dongcheng Tongcha flyover.

  Thinking about it, but I am really unwilling to watch people go astray.

  The driver tentatively asked: "Girl, are you broken in love?"

  Qin Ruan looked through the rearview mirror and put the driver's face into his eyes.

  She did not answer and asked: "Where did you see it?"

Thinking that he was right, the driver said proudly: "Hey! Look at your unmanned appearance, you are at an age when you are troubled by love all day. Now children know what love is and what love is. Love, I don’t even know the life smoke of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar."

  (End of this chapter)