The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Chapter 125 I Don't Support Idlers!

Yun Ci was feeling annoyed and spoke coldly: "What do you mean?"

Uncle Zou was in a hurry: "You asked Master Che to sit outside the door in the morning, and he really sat outside for a whole day. He wouldn't leave if he said anything. As soon as someone approached him, he would bite, and he was still waiting for you to come back!"

Yun Ci rubbed his brows and said, "I'll go over immediately."

Arrive at your house.

As expected, Jun Si Che was still sitting on the steps outside the door, not even changing his posture. At this time, his head was drooping, like a big dog.

Yun Ci walked over with a pocket in one hand, and glanced at him condescendingly: "Hello."

He raised his head, his eyes lit up, then stood up and rushed towards Yun Ci.

"Aci, why did you come back!" He buried his head in Yunci's neck, rubbed hard, and cocked his nose and kept smelling: "Aci, you smell like other men!"

Yun Ci only felt itchy, and dragged Jun Shiche into the door.

Uncle Zou hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare dinner.

Without seeing Miss Yunci, Master Che refused to even eat for a day.

After eating, Yun Ci brought Jun Si Che to the room, pointed to the bed, and ordered: "Lie down and sleep."

Jun Siche lay down on the bed and cast an expectant look at Yun Ci: "Aci, sleep together."

Does he still want to sleep with her? !

"You go to bed first, I'm not sleepy."

Jun Siche firmly grasped Yun Ci's hand: "Then you are not allowed to leave."

"Well, don't go, go to sleep." Yun Ci sat down beside the bed.

Kind of sticky.

So annoying.

Coaxing Jun Siche to sleep as fast as possible, Yun Ci immediately pulled out his hand and left the room.

Downstairs, Xia Beiqing was playing games on the sofa.

Uncle Zou approached with his mobile phone: "Master Xia, there is a phone."

Xia Bei tilted his head and did not lift his head. He was very impatient: "Who is it?"

"Father."

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing suddenly widened his eyes, so frightened that he didn't dare to play the game, and waved his hand to Uncle Zou.

Uncle Zou shoved the phone directly into his arms.

After answering the call, it was Old Master Jun's majestic voice: "Beijing, this monthly test, your English is zero again!"

Xia Beiqing pouted, and his voice was innocent: "Uncle... I am because..."

Mr. Jun interrupted him angrily: "Do you remember, how did I tell you? I said, don't live in my house if you don't study hard!"

Xia Beiqing bit his fingernails: "Remember..."

"The next time you get a zero score in the test, get out of here, I don't support idlers! Also, go and put incense sticks for your mother and repent in front of her!"

With a click, he hung up the phone.

Xia Beiqing squeezed the phone tightly, his pupils swayed slightly, and his eyes were full of gloom.

After a while, he went upstairs and pushed open a door.

The room was pitch black, and Xia Beiqing didn't plan to turn on the light, so he walked in slowly.

The night wind blew the curtains, and the moonlight swayed in at this time.

The room was very empty, and there was a black and white portrait on the table, next to it was a delicate white rose, and the dewdrops of the morning hung on it.

Xia Beiqing sat on the floor in front of the table, quietly looking at the photos.

In the photo is a young woman with a delicate face, with a small dimple when she laughs.

Xia Beiqing picked up the photo, hugged it tightly in his arms, then fell to the ground, curling his body into a ball

In the dead silence, he murmured, "Mom...you know why I hate English, right? Only you know..."

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The campus song competition is under preparation. Every time I pass by the school's karaoke room, I can hear all kinds of songs coming from it.

Ye Zipei stood outside the karaoke room and cast an envious look through the glass door.

At this time in the past two years, she was like this, running to the karaoke room after class to be active.

Last month, she had already started to practice her voice at home, and even had her repertoire ready for this year's song contest.

But she never thought that there would be a cloud word inserted in the sky!

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