Rebirth of Miss Jiao of the Republic of China

The experience of the past two decades has taught Tang Jiao that it is very necessary to have a self-defense weapon.

Because of this, she figured out how to turn the money underground from the moment she agreed to watch the movie, and then spent it smoothly.

Tang Jiao performed very well today. It is rare for the old lady of the Tang family to smile at her, but because of the fact that she is wearing too little, her condition became a little more serious when she came back, and she kept coughing and coughing. , The little face was flushed, a little hot.

The doctor smiled: "Are you not attached to life anymore?"

Tang Jiao was lying on the hospital bed, expressing that she was a bit wronged, but seeing her blinking big watery eyes like this made people's hearts melted.

The doctor exhorted a few more words, gave her a piece of candy, and allowed her to stop running around, and would return it tomorrow.

Tang Jiao was a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, she was very popular when she was a girl, and a very small face would immediately be regarded as a child.

Tang Jiao squeezed the candy, thinking that she assumed the name of Seventh Master, and also hinted that she was his little lover, and she didn't know if this person would be **** to death. But think about it carefully. Although there were not many people in the previous life, he was always elegant and clean, as if there was nothing embarrassing in this world.

Having worked for him for so many years, she naturally knew that Fuyaju was the private residence of the Seventh Master, and it was rarely a place to entertain foreign guests. Most people also know such a house, but the name is unknown.

It is precisely because of this that the shopkeeper today was surprised that it was Si Ye's important business, so it seemed that this was the Si Ye's confidant.

"What are you thinking about?" Mrs. Tang said: "You have left me in the hospital for the past few days, but you can't toss me anymore. My daughter went to pray for him, and he was getting better soon, but my daughter It’s getting worse."

The thought of this made Mrs. Tang even more angry.

Tang Jiao: "When my mother comes over tomorrow, bring me the Buddhist scriptures. I will also pass the time."

Then he said: "Don't worry, let's see, cousin will not be good."

She hung her head halfway, revealing a graceful neck.

Mrs. Tang suddenly felt that her daughter was a little more charming, but the feeling passed by in a flash.

"Oh yes. I'm really frightened. Mom, can you bring my little leather boots? I want to wear pants."

Mrs. Tang is really grateful. Although the exquisite cheongsam is now a nice little dress, but the girl is frozen like this, she should know the severity.

She: "You knew this a long time ago, but why is the condition repeated?"

Tang Jiao started coughing when Jing'er was coughing enough, and she looked at her mother in full bloom.

Mrs. Tang seemed to be afraid that Tang Jiao was really bored, so she went back to prepare immediately without delay.

Mrs. Tang is gone, Tang Jiao refuses to be honest, is she still her if she is honest?

She hid the gun under the bed and put on a thick coat. She was hospitalized at this time in the previous life, but the situation was different.

She closed the door and went to the fourth floor. Before entering, she heard Tang Shijie arguing with the doctor again, insisting on changing to another ward. There are not many single wards now. After listening to it for a while, she felt more and more wanting to laugh, isn't she afraid?

It doesn't seem to be all!

She understood it in her heart, and her cousin must have been in her heart.

She smiled and knocked in.

Unexpectedly, Tang Heng was also there.

She immediately said bitterly: "A Heng really has a good relationship with her cousin, and he doesn't look at me when he comes."

Tang Heng was kept at home by her father for the past two days. She also knew that it was not a good time to come out at this time, but her mother had not returned yet, she felt a little isolated and helpless, and naturally wanted to join forces with her cousin.

She calmed down, and hurried forward, "Sister, I'm going to see you soon. My cousin is injured badly. Besides, my grandmother is here too. How can I not come here first to please?"

She smiled shyly.

Tang Jiaojiao groaned: "Look at you, is it possible that I can really be jealous? I was playing with you."

She nodded Tang Heng's little nose, and then said to Tang Shijie: "Does cousin want to change the ward?"

Tang Shijie's eyes flickered slightly and said, "I also want to make the elders feel at ease."

The old lady immediately nodded, "That's right, that's filial piety, 414, where is it auspicious?"

The doctor couldn't tell them, so he left a sentence coldly, no room. Stop pestering them, turn around and leave.

"Jiaojiao stopped him."

This doctor is a fresh face. Tang Jiao saw him for the first time in the past two days. She was very handsome, but she had a cold temperament.

Even Tang Heng's gaze was wrapped around the man's body, with an inexplicable meaning, Tang Jiao moved forward a little bit, as if she wanted to stop the doctor. However, she took advantage of the distraction and kicked Tang Heng behind her knee.

Tang Heng suddenly leaned forward and fell on top of the young doctor. He said that it was too late, but this one flashed, Tang Heng did not stand on Tang Shijie's lap.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

People fainted again.

Tang Heng's expression changed. She looked back at Tang Jiao, who blamed her: "A Heng, how many times are you going to hurt cousin?"

Seeing the doctor started to rescue again, everyone was kicked out.

The old lady Tang stared at Tang Heng and reprimanded unceremoniously: "You don't come here anymore, as long as you come there will be nothing good. It's really a broomstick."

Tang Heng cried and cried: "Sister, sister kicked me."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Jiao looked at her with red eyes, she couldn't shed tears, she was extremely strong.

She bit her lip and whispered softly: "A Heng, you, you actually said that. Is it because I blamed you just now?"

Tang Heng was so angry that she wanted to kill Tang Jiao. She stared at Tang Jiao bitterly, and then thought about it, hurrying to bow her head, for fear of being discovered.

She twisted her hands and whispered, "I am not, I don't, I..."

"I don't care if you have it or not, hurry back to me, don't come here in the future, you are really a lost star, I think you are not good." The old lady of the Tang family doesn't care about other people, just cares about her grandson. Except for Tang Shijie in her heart, the dust on the ground is not as good as that of others.

She was also not so polite to Tang Jiao: "You go back too, don't spread the cold to me if you have a serious cold."

One selfish old lady.

Tang Heng was worried about Tang Shijie and refused to leave.

Tang Jiao didn't think there was anything wrong, she glanced at Tang Heng, said yes, and then dipped her slippers and went downstairs.

She was in a very good mood, went back to the room and brought cherries to the water room to wash.

The warm spring cherries are first ripe, and the fresh cherries are red and shining like crimson agate. With one bite, it is sweet and moisturizing, leaving fragrance on the cheeks and teeth.

She carried the small bamboo basket and walked back, one bite at a time, really like a little girl who doesn't know the world.

Tang Jiao was in a very good mood, wondering how Hu Ruyu would turn the tide after seeing the changes before him. A smile appeared.

Qi Ye also taught her back then, don't underestimate any opponents. It's just that the person can't stand it anymore.

These words have almost penetrated her bones.

She... Click!

The small bamboo basket in Tang Jiao's hand fell to the ground at once, and the red cherries rolled out and scattered all over the ground.

Tang Jiao looked at the man coming out from the corner of the corridor, frightened!

She rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was wrong, but the man still walked towards this side vertically, not disappearing.

The one who came across was not someone else, but the one she pulled out to pull the banner... Gu Qiye.

She watched Qi Ye coming over, only feeling that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Gu Qiye wears a pure black shirt and trousers. The neckline and cuffs are embroidered with gold silk patterns, and the white part of his wrist is wrapped with a string of Buddhist beads.

It is as if Gaojie does not ask the world.

He is tall and tall, but a little thin and weak. The skin is fair and transparent, like the whitest and most moist enamel. A pair of sword eyebrows, long and slightly curled eyelashes have bright and clear eyes like morning dew, and the sharp light is hidden in them, not obvious. The tall nose and thin lips complement each other. His lips are as pale as water, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, which does not give people a harsh feeling.

He seems to be the handsome and handsome brother next door, but he is the most kind and approachable.

But Tang Jiao knew that these were just appearances.

Gu Qiye, who was famous in Shanghai, and Gu Qiye, who turned his hands for clouds and rain, is not as thorough as his appearance.

Behind him was a man in a flowered shirt, with a greasy face, unlike a good person.

Although not like a good person, this person is indeed the most innocent and mentally retarded of the eight masters on the beach, Baye Qi.

Sure enough, people cannot look at appearances.

Tang Jiao didn't move, staring at him.

Well, this is natural, yes, it is natural!

Tang Jiao thought she was natural, but she didn't know that she was so stiff that she was about to stick to the door, and the fear on her face seemed to faint in the next moment.

How can she not provoke people's attention?

Gu Tingyun didn't expect to scare people like this either, a pair of clear and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately faced a pair of **** eyes that looked like a fawn.

A very small girl.

He didn't know where he was so scary that he would make people tremble a bit, and looked back at Old Ba.

He sighed faintly: "Looking at you scared the child."

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