MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 22

Because of the sudden depression, Qiu Qiu’s state is very bad. (((卡蒂诺小说网www.novelbuddy.com)))

He wrote the paper in a low position, and examined it a few times. He was sent to the class tutor, and he reviewed the other courses to be tested. He lowered the help of other students to solve the problem of learning, and then went down to the closet to take it. The snacks were eaten low.

When Fu Ryan finished his work and walked out of the study, Qiu Qiuqiu held a palm-sized Wangwang rice cake in his hands, like a little squirrel. The crisp snoring echoed in the living room, Qiu Qiu squatted with enthusiasm, one after eating and took one, the **** of the rice cake fell, and the face was still a lot.

Fu Ryan was enjoying the side for a while. He thought that his appearance would make the boy who was eating snacks feel embarrassed. When he thought that Qiu Qiu was too serious, he did not notice the arrival of Fu Ryan.

Fu Ruien cleared his throat and smiled. "When is this all the time, still eating snacks? Is it so delicious?"

Qiu Qiu, who is trying hard to snack, is called back to his mind. The boy is really like a small animal that has been interrupted to eat. His skin is tight, as if he can see the wavy shaking.

Qiu Qiu sat on the ground with snacks and looked up at the source of his distress. The man in front of his face is long and handsome, and he has money and good taste. I don’t know if there are few people who are on the pole to be his dry son.

Qiu Qiu sometimes hopes that Fu Ryan can be like his father, with a shorter height, less hair and a thicker waist. In this case, he will not be thinking about it, and he can be a common father and son with him.

Qiu Qiu raised his hand and handed over half of the rice cake he had bitten. He asked generously. "Do you have a bite?"

Fu Ryan doesn't like sweets, but he can't stand the smell of sweetness on the biscuits.

He shook his head, long legs, half a squat, pushed the snack back to Qiu Qiu's mouth, and used a paper towel to help him lick the scum on his face. "Well, brush your teeth when you are finished." If you can't get fat, you can't be a master of school."

Qiu Qiu subconsciously licked his stomach, I do not know if it is an illusion, he seems to feel that the stomach is more than three pounds. He put the remaining rice cake into his mouth three or two, and ran to brush his teeth.

Fu Ryan liked to see him in this appearance until Qiu Qiu's tail disappeared into the bathroom door, and Fu Ryan got up and walked to the kitchen.

He intended to drink a cup of nutrients before going to bed. When he thought of pulling open the closet, he smashed down a bunch of chocolate pies, cereals, biscuits...

Hibernation can't eat so much, right?

......

After Qiu Qiu was finished, he was going to go back to the tent to sleep. As a result, the floor of the bedroom was empty. He looked around and found that his entire nest had been dried up and moved to bed.

Fu Ryan’s bed was big and luxurious, and the tent stood on top of it like a thatched cottage on the deck of a luxury cruise. Fu Ryan leaned on the bed and was looking through the e-reader. He saw the sugar son coming in. He didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Qiu Qiu is like a little hen who has been taken up by the old nest.. "I, I, my, my tent!"

Fu Ryan said faintly. "What is it, not here?"

Qiuqiu held the tent and wanted to move to the ground. As a result, he stunned two times and found that he had dried up and took the fixed rope of the camp to put the four corners of the tent on the bedpost and hit a knot.

Fu Ryan.. "There is no carpet on the ground. I don't even have a mat on the tent. I am afraid that you will catch cold."

Qiu Qiu is dying.. "How do you know that I have not laid a mat?? Dry, you actually entered my room without my consent?"

"...this is a room, it's just a tent."

"That is my privacy?"

Fu Ryan was too lazy to argue with him. "In short, I am for you. I have not lived on the top of the mountain. Don't miss camping when you come to my house."

Qiu Qiu said that he could not solve the tent buckle. He could only be grievous and climbed the big steamer, and then sneaked into his thatched cottage before the captain caught him.

In fact, the tent is really spacious, and a person sleeps more than enough. Qiu Qiu opens the small chandelier and packs his own one-acre three-point land by the light of the chandelier.

The tent was bright and the bedroom was dark. In the eyes of Fu Ryan, his baby son was hiding in the glittering eggshell, and the light clearly defined his beautiful figure. Every move was clear.

Qiu Qiu knows that his privacy has long been dried up. He has done a series of lacing exercises in his spacious tent. When he was a child, he saw his mother doing yoga before going to bed. He was clamoring to do it together. He became a habit for a long time. Now he doesn’t have a fork before going to bed, and he feels uncomfortable.

So Fryen was very excited to appreciate a wonderful bedtime performance, and he realized that the sugar son’s cockroach could drive there, and the waist could bend there...

Fu Ryan’s eyes sparked, but fortunately the tent was fireproof, otherwise it would have burned.

By the time the hands and feet were hot, Qiu Qiu finally decided to sleep. He took off his home clothes one by one, and he only wore a pair of briefs on his bare body. He twisted left and twisted right, and finally got into his sleeping bag.

As for pajamas?

...He is sleeping naked in his own house. Why should he put on his clothes?

As a result, he just lie down and Fu Ryan got up.

After all, the two were in a bed, and Fu Ryan was in a hurry, and even the whole bed was shaking.

Qiu Qiu rolled to the side of the tent and drilled a head that was not long before the zipper door of the tent. The filial piety asked. "Dry, so late, where are you going?"

Fu Ryan went back without going back and threw the next sentence. "You sleep first, I have a big business to deal with."

Qiu Qiu looked at the dry back with a distressed heart. He thought. It is really hard to make money. Don't look at the overbearing president's daytime scenery. If you have a job at night, you have to get up and work overtime. But it’s weird, why do you go to the study room and go to the toilet?

......

Nowadays, the speed of network communication is very fast. The fires of the A male and four dormitory buildings have occupied the headlines of local newspapers for several days. The reporters who are watching the cameras from time to time in the school.

After the enthusiastic Huaxiang saw the news, he quickly called Qiu Qiu’s phone.

"Alumni, I heard that my alma mater was burned, are you okay?"

"Nothing. In a few days, the college entrance examination is over, are you nervous?"

Don't look at Huaxiang, it is one year younger than Qiu Qiu, but people are still high school students. He is an art special student. He has been in the list for two consecutive years. Later, when he thought about normal schooling, he could only be a star when he participated in the draft. So he came to Kyushu.

Huaxiang said awkwardly. "Practice makes perfect, this is the third time, what is the tension? And my mother asked me to ask the Huanggang teacher to praise me, saying that I am very creative in the answer - is this boasting me? ”

"...is it like?"

"And my dad said that if I didn't test it again and I didn't play in the draft, I would send me to study abroad." Huaxiang lowered his voice and was mysterious. "I plan to let my dad look for a relationship and give me a minority." Hukou, it is said that Kao Yasi can add five points."

"……"what? Is there such an operation?

The two are close in age, although there is not much contact, but the inexplicable relationship is close. Huaxiang is a man who loves to show off. There is nothing wrong with it. The average person can't stand his exaggeration. But the friends around Qiu Qiu are all of this type. They are all play, and the three sentences are up to the climax.

After hanging up Huaxiang’s phone, Qi Qiqi’s little cotton jacket came over and asked for help. However, he did not call, but in the game and Qiu Qiu matched a PVP. After Qiu Qiu's little man was beaten, Qi Qiqi finally rest assured.

Qi Qiqi.. "Great, you still have this dish, not being crossed!"

"When you are so young, you know what it is to cross?"

"Of course I know that every time I play the live broadcast, the fans say that I must cross."

Qiu Qiu is envious, Qi Qiqi has such a small live room. Many of the art departments and science and engineering departments in their schools have live rooms. They are not live-solving math problems, or live-action paintings. Even the big bears must open a live broadcast of their clay sculptures at the end of each season. Qiu Qiu is a tutor for a month.

Qiu Qiu’s debt is the least, and he wants to emulate them. But now it is not unusual to recite poetry. His mouth is dry and he earns more than a dozen dollars.

Because of the fire, the calls of these days are one by one. Qiu Qiu received a phone call from the deputy director of the program group on the weekend night. The deputy director first asked about their school affairs. Seeing that Qiu Qiu was not serious, the deputy director reminded him to come to the final rehearsal next week.

"Rehearsal?" Qiu Qiu hesitated. They will enter the exam week next week. The exam will be one by one. He is a schoolmaster and he is not a god. The exam week needs a quiet review.

"Yes, the semi-final live broadcast was very hasty, we found a lot of problems. So this program group decided to rehearse first, personnel transfer, actors to walk, and live accompaniment, you need to re-run."

"But I have to take the exam next week..."

"It won't be delayed for too long. For three hours, you and your friends will have to spend three hours on the movie."

Qiu Qiu shook his head on the phone and completely forgot that the assistant director could not see it. "I have to review, there is really no time."

"..." The deputy director has a headache. "University tyrants, there are always some people in the world, there are always some things, more important than learning! If you want to advance, you will come to the rehearsal this time. The finals of this competition The group is very valued, I tell you the truth, the Golden Master will come! You don't want to lose face in front of investors?"

"Hey...? Will the cognac go to the final?"

"Cognac?" The deputy director muttered, "Calling the gold master is also OK, so the cognac is also right. In short, the finals can not be mistaken, Huaxiang that kid daytime college entrance examination night rehearsal, you do not engage in special."

This time Qiu Qiu finally loosened. "I will go to the rehearsal on time."

The deputy director smiled and opened his mouth and praised him on the road.

In fact, Qiu Qiu is for the sake of what program, he hopes that the game will allow Fu Ryan to see his perfect side.