For The Rest of Our Life (MTL)

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When the car slowly drove out of the door of Jingnan University, Xiao Wanqing inadvertently swept to the opposite side of the road. Xia Zhijin and Shiman were pulling and pulling. The two stood opposite each other, and Xia Zhijin took Shiman's hand, as if stalemate. The night was dim, and the distance was too far away. Xiao Yunqing couldn't clearly see their look, and could only see, like what Xia Zhijin said, Shiman suddenly threw her hand away, and then turned around. But only one second later, Xia Zhijin took her hand again and hugged Shiman...

Xiao Wanqing withdrew his eyes and turned the steering wheel to the right. The car merged into the traffic and merged into the night.

She couldn't help thinking of Xia Zhijin's "life and no choice" after her bleak smile not long ago. Her heart sank and she couldn't help sighing.

Lin Xian sent Zhou Qin a happy news message to inform her class of winning news. Suddenly he heard Xiao Wanqing sighing and jokingly said: "Aunt Xiao, I heard that often sighing can accelerate aging."

Age is probably the dead point of every woman, but it does not include Xiao Wanqing, a woman with a heart of water. She just smiled indifferently: "Then I will smile and make up for it." She hesitated a moment, or inquired to Lin Xian uneasy: "Zhijin and Manchu, have you made any conflict recently?"

Lin Xian thought of running away from home, and Xia Zhijin, who had a strong smile, could not help but sigh. She nodded and replied, "Well, but I don't know what happened. It's just that Manchu has been away from home for a long time and has refused to contact Zhijin."

Xiao Wanqing gave a deep "Oh" sound, without the following.

After a long time, when Lin Xian thought that the topic was over, Xiao Yunqing suddenly replied with a polite suggestion: "Maybe you can persuade me to give her a little more space and time? The line is too tight. Break, people, too tight, maybe it will collapse."

Lin Xian frowned, sitting upright, and questioned Xiao Wanqing puzzledly: "Aunt Xiao, do you know anything?"

Xiao Yuanqing pursed her lips lightly and shook her head in a joking tone: "I don't know anything. It's just that my instinct told me that."

Lin Xian "fluttered" with a laugh, and promised her: "Well, I have the opportunity to persuade the full." Her big fox-like eyes gurgled abruptly, suddenly leaned over, approaching Xiao Xiaoqing , Cunningly asked Xiao Yunqing: "Aunt Xiao, did your intuition tell you, me, what reward do you want?"

"Reward?" Xiao Wanqing looked forward and asked a little incomprehensiblely.

Lin Xian said with a smile: "I won the first prize. It took me so long to get it. Aunt Xiao, don't you reward me?"

Xiao Wanqing lost his smile, looked at Lin Xian, and teased: "The certificate is yours, the honor is yours, the prize is yours, why should I reward you?"

Lin Xian grunted and said dissatisfiedly: "Then I won the prize, Aunt Xiao, are you happy?"

Xiao Wanqing nodded without thinking: "Happy." She recalled Lin Xian's dazzling, graceful, graceful lips on the stage, and a light smile unconsciously revealed.

Lin Xian continued with satisfaction, and continued to ask: "Who is that happy? Isn't it Aunt Xiao's yours?" She was straight and strong, and she didn't blush or beat: "So, I tried hard to win the prize and give you Aunt Xiao Happy to send, shouldn’t Aunt Xiao reward me?"

The red light came on in time, and Xiao Wanqing slowly and steadily stopped the car. She turned her head to look at Lin Xian, slightly bent her eyebrows, and stretched her long index finger gently on Lin Xian's tall nose, and she laughed silently: "Xian Xian, I'm sure, Sister Zhou Qin and Brother Lin Zhan There is no such good eloquence as you." She blinked her eyes softly, looked at Lin Xianming's small face, and spoiled, "What do you want me to reward you?"