The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 857 I'm Really Excellent
Bai Xue was wearing a light pink rose-colored dress today, with long hair and a shawl, like a fairy walking out of rose bushes.Men are all creatures who look at their faces, and Bai Xue is extremely confident in her appearance.

The entire Fu family and even country B couldn't find anyone who looked better than her.

She was looking forward to this Gu Mingfei falling under her pomegranate skirt.

However, Tang Tang took a sip of lemon tea calmly and said, "No."

Bai Xue: .
Bai Xue thought she heard it wrong, her beautiful eyes filled with tears instantly, she looked at a loss: "I, I really admire you and hope to be your student."

Tang Tang: "No, you are too old."

Bai Xue almost didn't bring it up in one breath!

I am older?I'm only 22 years old, how old am I!

This guy is probably not a straight man by definition!
Baixue was born in poverty, and she knew how to pretend to be weak and pitiful since she was a child, step by step from a poor family to the Fu family.There are countless men around her who admire her, and in the eyes of everyone, she is a flexible and strong rose flower.

But today I fell into a tussle at Gu Mingfei's place
Bai Xue rubbed the corners of her eyes aggrieved, as if she had suffered a great blow, she lowered her head aggrievedly, pretending to be strong: "Well, since you don't want to teach me, I won't force you. But in my heart , Gu Mingfei, you are really a very good man."

Tang Tang nodded: "Yes, I am really good."

Bai Xue's expression almost froze, so I just boasted casually, you really mean it!

Do you want to be so arrogant!

Do you want to be so confident?

Bai Xue had never met someone as difficult as Gu Mingfei, holding back her anger, she turned around and left with her skirt in her hands.Tang Tang watched her slender back, and curled her lips in disdain.

I don't know what Fu Jingan likes about Bai Xue, he is so angry.

Thinking of Fu Jing'an rushing into the sea of ​​flames to save Bai Xue, Tang Tang was so sour that he poured the unfinished lemonade into the rose bushes and put it in his hands.

A distant country.

The ancestral hall of the Ming family, the mountain is dark and cold, and there is a huge boulder covered with moss in the depths of the stone wall cave.

There is a puddle the size of a bowl on the stone, commonly known as "a bowl of water".Bail out the water in the small pit, and the small pit will slowly emerge water again.

The bowl of water on the boulder seemed endless.

The old housekeeper carefully held a glass of cold spring water and handed it to the gray-haired old Patriarch Ming.The old Patriarch of the Ming Dynasty was very old, as if he could only breathe, but his hands could still move. The old Patriarch of the Ming Dynasty slowly drank this cup of spiritual spring water that prolongs life.

The dead air on his body dissipated a little.

"Has anyone been found?" Old Patriarch Ming asked.

The old housekeeper said: "We have already contacted her. This time, the material is called [Fu Wanwan], and she is well-raised. The blood of our Ming family is flowing on her body, and she is an excellent spiritual spring nourishment."

The old Patriarch of Ming Dynasty closed his eyes, his face was like dry old tree bark: "I hope this time it can last for a year. My body is getting worse day by day, and the collateral blood will no longer be useful next year. It is estimated that the direct line will be used as materials."

The old butler bowed his head and said nothing.

The direct descendants of the Ming family's generation have spent a lot of money, and now there are only two brothers Ming Sichen and Ming Simo left.

In addition, the direct descendants of the Gu family are also "good material", but it is a pity that the three children of the Gu family are meticulously protected by Gu Yanting, and it is difficult to start.

The old Patriarch will not touch the next Patriarch, Ming Sichen, but only Ming Simo.

The old Patriarch Ming said slowly: "Si Chen is not young anymore, go and urge him, I want to hug my great-grandson as soon as possible. The more great-grandchildren, the better."

　The spiritual spring of longevity in the Ming family is made of people...

　　Tsk tsk, my brain
　　
　
(End of this chapter)