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Chapter 89? Our business

Wen Xue was mixed with emotion and was so sad that he couldn't do anything, so the smile on his face became more gentler than ever.

The sadder you are, the more you should smile.

This is a habit that a national gentleman has developed for five years.

"Wen Primary School, you are so jealous." The guru Loli acted like a big sister.

For the first time in five years, literature has felt that keeping a smile is a very difficult thing: "Artist, stop making trouble."

A tone of begging for mercy and a look of begging for mercy.

Literature hopes that literature and art can give him some face.

Literature naturally wants to deny it.

He is jealous?

Why is he jealous?

Why did Yiyi falsely accus his brother of being jealous?

But for the first time I grew up, what should I explain when I feel that my teeth are sore from the bottom of my heart?

"Ah, brother, do you really don't want Yiyi to continue making trouble? Are you sure you don't want to know the relationship between Little Thompson and Xia Xia? Are you sure you don't want to get important information from Yiyi?"

The specialty of literature and art is to act coquettishly.

Being obedient, sensible, and not making trouble, there is no inevitable connection between these three things and acting spoiled.

"I'm sure I don't want it." What literature is sure to not want is not the answer to the three questions of the literary and artistic soul, but now I don't want to talk about such issues publicly on such occasions now.

He was afraid that he would lose his composure.

He is a national gentleman, and he cannot lose his composure.

"Okay, Wen Primary School, don't be jealous anymore. Yiyi gives you important information. Little Thompson's children are in high school and will definitely not pose a threat to their brother." Wenyi came to Wen Li's ears, finished speaking in a low voice, and began to return to normal volume: "Wen Primary School! Although there is no chance to grow up with Xia Xia, I still have the chance to get older with Xia Xia~"

Sometimes foreigners are strange. When they are in their twenties, they look like they are in their forties.

When I was in my forties, I still looked like I was in my twenties.

Little Thompson is typical of the latter.

"Yiyi." Wenxue looked at his sister, and his eyes were filled with indescribable complexity.

First, I misunderstood Lou Shang and the Fifth Xia, but now I misunderstood Xiao Thompson and the Fifth Xia.

If this feeling of being blocked so much that you can't even speak is jealous.

Why didn’t he find himself a jealous king in the past so many years?

"I'm here! What's wrong, my brother~ brother~" Wen Yi was so excited that he spoke in a very coquettish way.

"Brother, I remember that Yiyi came here to confess to Master Lou Shang this time, right? My brother is not capable or charming to help you get your sister-in-law. Didn't he just give Yiyi a chance to help you get your brother-in-law?" Wenxue was forced to get her brother-in-law by Wenyi and directly opposed Yijun.

That thing like roaring Wenyi is definitely the first time that the mad girl is pampering.

"Brother is anxious to want his brother-in-law~ Since everyone is talking about this...Master Lou Shang, come here, the cultural ambassador has something to say to you." Wen Yi wanted to drag Lou Shang to the room to chat alone.

Lou Shang couldn't give an immediate response after he was pulled and pulled in public.

"Ah Master Lou Shang, as a big boy, you have confessed to you three times, but you didn't respond at all. Isn't this a bit too much? Even if you don't want to accept it, you have to refuse, right? You should refuse quickly!"

Wen Yi became more and more anxious as he spoke. Lou Shang refused, so he couldn't tell him what he had prepared all the way.

“…”

The way of confession that he was rushing to ask for rejection was novel.

Lou Shang opened his mouth and wanted to express something, but in the end, there were too many witnesses on the scene and could not say a single word.

The most feared thing is that the air suddenly becomes quiet, so quiet that there is no air, and there is no air that cannot breathe.

Before suffocating, Wu Xia was the first to get up and leave.

Wen Xue took a look at the scene of the car accident and followed him.

Shuai Ge moved the chair that carried his 340 pounds with a little difficulty. When he got up, he brought two documents handwritten by Di Xia.

Compared to Lou Shang's confession, what Shuai Ge is more interested in now is Lou Xia's business plan.

When the "light bulbs" go out one after another, the air changes from quiet to solidification.

"Master Lou Shang, listen well! I like you, and you just happen to like me, it's our business; I like you, and you don't like me, it's my business alone; I don't like you anymore, and you like me again, it's your business alone; you'd better not wait until my business alone becomes your business alone before thinking about our business!"

The literary love tongue twister begins domineeringly and ends in a coquettish manner: "There are cultural ambassadors who almost never change their decisions!"

"Okay." Lou Shang's answer instantly gave the feeling of minimalism in the fifth summer.

"..." A big ellipsis passed by the heart of literature and art.

How good?

Where is the best?

Why is it good?

Why can’t a good master communicate with the ambassador well?

I didn't realize that this was a threat from Hongguoguo. Uh, it's wrong, is it acting cute?

"Since you are a cultural ambassador who will hardly change your decision. Then, no matter whether it is your own affairs, or now, our affairs, it cannot become my own affairs." Master Lou Shang is less taciturn than he is, but he does not have any language barriers, tongue twisters, or something, and the master has never been afraid of it.

Before finding my sister, Lou Shang's heart was full of holes.

After finding her sister, Lou Shang learned to let go of the past on Lou Xia.

"Ah! Wait and yell first, what does the long sentence you just mean? "It was clearly Wen Yi's head that he didn't make Lou Shang dizzy, but instead made her dizzy herself first.

“Literally.”

"That's what Jiang Zi said, right?..." Wen Yi hesitated for a moment, grabbed two small fists and gestured nervously and excitedly: "It's... what Yi Yi thought in her heart?"

"What?" Lou Shangming asked knowingly.

I don’t know when it started, but Lou Shang fell in love with Wenyi so excited that he didn’t know what to say.

"Master Lou Shang, do you... also like cultural ambassadors?"

Lou Shang raised his head and looked at Wenyi with a quiet and deep look: "Yes."

Although the answer was only one word, it was in an extremely serious tone.

Lou Shang originally had many concerns.

His past was, his sister's winery, and the cause of his mother's death.

Lou Xia's open-mindedness and literary enthusiasm have removed Lou Shang's mental defense at this special moment.

“Ah~~~~~~~~”

The day before, a shout from Wenyi alarmed the entire floor.

After twenty-four hours, the same style screamed and resounded throughout the entire vacation home on Islei.

Literature thought it was literature and art that was rejected again, and was too stimulating and rushed out of the room again.

The fifth summer, who is not less pampered with literature, is no longer as good as literature. She rushed to the side of literature and gave her a solid hug.

"I'm sorry Xia Xia, Yi Yi is simply talented." Wen Yi hugged Di Wu Xia, screaming and jumping excitedly.

A mindless apology, and the talent that followed, how can I listen to it and how can I not match it?

Wen Yi was "hysterical" for at least two minutes before finally having a way to speak: "From now on, it doesn't matter whether Xia Xia is Yi Yi's sister-in-law or not, because Yi Yi is already Xia Xia's sister-in-law."

Wenyi was afraid that Literature and Lou Xia would not believe it, so she walked around the entire table, ran to Lou Shang's seat, and kissed Lou Shang's forehead from a high place.

With a loud bang, he swore his sovereignty.

The most handsome agent on Earth who had just arrived at the "campus scene" shook his head in anger.

It has been five years since I was dumped, why hasn't I made any progress at all?

If someone accepts the confession, wouldn’t he have been taken down by Meng Qianxun long ago?

What is not so easy to pursue?

How could such a promising agent bring such a promising artist?

The fifth summer was not the first day when I knew that Literature and Art like Lou Shang, and I figured out the "emergency" at the scene, so I was happy to see him turn around and leave.

The second I turned around, the smile that was directly in the corner of my mouth was hit by Wenxue.

Literature finally had the language ability to show signs of return, and once again left without saying goodbye.

What disappears with language ability is the thinking ability of literature.

Without saying a word, he followed the fifth summer and entered the piano room of the holiday house.

"Is there something wrong?" Di Xia expressed doubts about the arrival of literature.

I didn't realize anything about literature I did. Under the gaze of Wuxia, I woke up from my dream: "I... practice, practice the piano."

After a long time of reaction, literature found a reason that could barely be explained.

Wu Xia asked Wen Xue and smiled, pulled out the piano chair, opened the cover, and took out an empty folder from it.

Turn around 180 degrees.

Schematically Literature can sit down.

Turn back to 90 degrees.

He left the piano room straight away.

The movements were completed in one go, and the flowing water was as cool as flowing.

It brings up a hint of breeze and leaves someone who says he wants to practice the piano.

"Xia Xia." Literature subconsciously spoke out and tried to keep him, but he didn't know what he wanted to do.

Four eyes are opposite.

a long time.

After the fifth Xia turned around again, the national gentleman woke up as if he had just woken up and found the right words: "Please help Xia Xia bring the door."

Lou Xia closed the door, and there were ten thousand ellipses rushing in Literature's heart.
Chapter completed!
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