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Chapter 17

A strange coincidence ()

The one who has been hated by the country's enemies for ten years is a gentleman, and the one who has the heart to support a boat is the prime minister. Zhao Jia is the first commoner who has a small mind and a narrow mind. He always slaps him back as soon as he is slapped in the face, so when

After he slapped the two guys loudly, he walked out of the Russian class neatly. A cabbage couldn't help but sigh softly that this handsome man who came and went in such a hurry without a cloud was so cool. Zhao Jiadi walked out of the classroom and felt that he was also

He has the demeanor of a hero who kills people in ten steps and leaves no trace behind. However, he thought that he would finally meet a girl that he likes, and he did not expect to die before he left the battle. He felt sad and squatted in the corridor outside the bathroom.

Lighting a cigarette, no one would bother this good guy puffing away in class anyway. If the teacher catches him, he won't be scolded in college. He smokes a kind of Yuxi smoke that is not very common outside Yunnan.

, the price is similar to that of Soft China, but the taste is a bit more important. Zhao Jiadi has never been fond of Zhonghua cigarettes, but Comrade Ma Xiaotiao is more fond of them. He also likes to often help the three fake cigarette guns in the dormitory. Zhao Jiadi occasionally

I went to get one, probably to join in the fun when everyone was enjoying a romantic action movie. As soon as he took the first puff of Yuxi cigarette, Zhao Baliang saw the carp beauty rushing out, with a look of resentment on his face that made people feel sad, especially

When she discovered the trace of Zhao Baliang, she rushed towards him with an expression similar to that of Zhao Baliang who had tricked and abducted the feelings of a young girl. Inexplicably, Zhao Jiadi continued to smoke, preparing to face a storm. He had some feelings for that person.

The truly talented lecturer didn’t have any objections. On the contrary, he resented Mu Hongli a lot. He thought that after all, we were just aspiring young people who went all the way to your classroom. We neither caused you any trouble nor embarrassed you, nor did we let you down.

She eloped together, and when she was in trouble, she refused to give her a token hand, which was extremely ungrateful. Zhao Jiadi, who was complaining, didn't have a good face and kept smoking alone.

"Zhao Jiadi!" Mu Hongli shouted softly, and for some reason, she rushed out in a hot-headed manner, wanting to launch an attack on the culprit. However, when she saw the culprit, she lost her confidence, which made her a little embarrassed. She actually didn't know.

Zhao Jiadi’s real name.

Zhao Jiadi ignored it.

Mu Hongli shouted again stubbornly.

Zhao Jiadi is still smoking, very famous.

Mu Hongli turned around and left. Zhao Jiadi did not respond. He slowly finished smoking his cigarette. Mu Hongli had already walked around the corner. Zhao Jiadi, who patted his butt and got up, said to himself: "It's a waste of time."

The food was still the same dish, still full of color and flavor, but it was no longer to Zhao Baliang's taste. Zhao Baliang always seemed not to be picky when picking cabbage, as long as he had a decent face, a decent figure, a decent skin, a decent temperament, and a decent temperament.

The sum of so many "passable" things is not enough to make do with it carelessly. In addition, I don't want the ones that are too glamorous, the ones that are too eye-catching, the ones that don't understand the style, the princesses who are seriously ill, the ones who are blindly ostentatious, the poor appetites are eaten by the king.

The classmate Zhao Baliang, who was raised by Banjin and his child bride, is still a virgin so pure that he can be faked. Zhao Baliang actually has no ill feelings towards Mu Hongli, it is more of a self-deprecation. In this extremely realistic and philistine society

, even many old people come out to make a living by blackmailing good people, who is willing to help a stranger who doesn’t really want to do it? Mu Hongli ignored him in class, Zhao Baliang seemed to have fallen into a fast stream, she

He refused to be pulled ashore, but when he reached the big river, Zhao Baliang still swam happily. He could paddle like a dog when he wanted to, or breaststroke when he wanted to, and he might even be able to swing around like a white crane and spread his wings.

The neat and beautiful Russian paragraphs on the blackboard counterattacked everyone. In the final analysis, Zhao Jiadi thought that the city was not enough. Zhao Sanjin spent 4.5 million to buy the word "controlling anger" from a certain outsider. Zhao Jia

In terms of forbearance, I feel that the upstart wearing a gold necklace is indeed several levels above him. There is no point in denying it. I plan to talk to this teaching building, Shanghai Foreign Language, and of course the red carp who is a beauty and a disaster.

Goodbye, when he walked to the door of the teaching building, he found Mu Hongli sitting in the corner of the stairs, holding her stomach. If Zhao Jiadi hadn't been busy looking for a trash can to throw cigarette butts, he wouldn't have been able to find her. Seeing her back trembling slightly,

It seems that the situation is not good. When Zhao Jiadi was a child, he dreamed of becoming a hero. Every day, he thought about drawing a sword to help when the road was rough. When something happened, he would go out to block the road and pick alleys. Unfortunately, he did not meet anyone who needed a hero to save the beauty.

Mei Mei, after hesitating for a moment, Zhao Jiadi walked over and took a look at Mu Hongli from the side. He found that her face was pale and her head was sweating. Zhao Jiadi was petty, but there were no sinister tricks like adding insult to injury and beating a drowned dog.

It was aimed at male animals, so he immediately squatted down and asked: "What's the matter with you?"

Mu Hongli raised her head with difficulty, and when she saw it was Zhao Jiadi, she forced out a smile that was more haggard than crying, shook her head, and said bravely: "It's okay."

"Why don't you go to the infirmary?" Zhao Jiadi frowned.

"I'll just take a rest for a while." Mu Hongli lowered her head and said. She had no extra energy to speak. She had always had this problem, but this time she was a little more vigorous. She wanted to go to the infirmary, but there was no chance.

The stinging pain was like a needle prick, and it was her limit not to cry, but it was a woman's special problem, how could she have the nerve to ask for help, so she squatted on the steps hoping to slow down, or waited until a girl passed by, but God didn't help.

Beauty, instead of the pain not getting better, it is becoming more and more irresistible.

"Come up, I'll carry you. I'll run. Don't talk too much. Just say left or right on the fork in the road." Zhao Jiadi's explosive power in the execution link suddenly showed. He squatted on the lower step and turned

Give your back to Mu Hongli.

Mu Hongli did not refuse due to a combination of magic and magic, for no reason. Perhaps it was because she was almost numb in pain and was no longer allowed to be reserved, or because the inconspicuous boy in front of her looked too innocent. She leaned forward, naturally.

She leaned against Zhao Jiadi's back and didn't feel much. In her semi-fainting state, she could only vaguely feel that it was a slightly unexpectedly wide and warm back.

Without saying a word, Zhao Jia started running. His speed was very fast, but his body undulated very slightly. This required physical support and technical assistance, like a wild cat in the deep mountains and old forests. Mu Hongli's sickly pale face showed a trace of

The moving bright red is like a red carp suddenly jumping out of the river ice on the snowy land, jumping up and down, uneasy and shy. Some weak women will always have some sudden pain during their menstrual period, which is far from fatal and less soothing.

It varies from person to person. Mu Hongli lay on Zhao Jiadi's strong but not stiff back. Perhaps because of the warm support in his lower abdomen, the pain miraculously eased a lot, and the voice guiding Zhao Jiadi also felt better.

Not so hasty and helpless, she rested her head on the shoulder of this guy she had only met twice, and did not think about it. She just felt that it was good to be alive and not in pain. As for who would hold her hand, it was very far away.

Something happened.

Zhao Jiadi only focused on running as hard as he could. This situation was not unfamiliar to him. He had studied in schools outside Caofeidian for more than ten years. A good student should have worked hard and should reap the fruits. A bad boy should have been frivolous and dissolute.

He has tasted the consequences, especially in junior high school. For the sake of superficial loyalty and heroism, he often fought with sparrows and leopards against senior students and even gangsters in society, and even fought with real swords and guns.

, a standard 32 cm blade with a thick blade. After purchasing it through special channels, he sharpened it himself. He cut it with one knife, tearing the skin and revealing the bones without much effort. He carried the peacock to the hospital, and the leopard also carried him.

Going to the hospital is like a few bereaved dogs. It was a period of youthful but scarlet impulse, but this time it was replaced by a "retribution" Mu Hongli on the back.

When they arrived at the infirmary, Mu Hongli did not need to be transferred to a large hospital outside the school. Zhao Jiadi, who was relieved, sat in the corridor outside the door and waited for the news, fearing that he would be in trouble. He took out a cigarette but did not dare to smoke for fear of being kicked out.

After going out, he just sat in a chair and was in a daze. What today's scene reminded him was not the domineering but sunny youth with Sparrow Huzi and the others, but that snowy night that year, a guy who didn't know whether to live or die and a group of people.

The young dandy who lived under the roots of the imperial city played hard, and then he was carried away in tears by a sister who was not related by blood, which made him think it was a lifetime. Then he was sent to the emergency room of the hospital, and he was unconscious at that time.

It seems that I can still hear her crying outside the operating room, which is heartbreaking. How many years has it been? At that time, she had two ponytails and she also changed from an airport girl to a curvy one. Now
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