Chapter 1172 I Have a Boss to Cover Me (7)
"Choose by yourself?" The gentle look turned into a sarcasm.
Xie Ming sneered and raised his right hand towards Xia Ling.
There was a note between his fingers, and it was Xia Ling who accepted the note from the little fresh meat.
There is also a WeChat ID on the back of the note. From the scribbled handwriting, it is obvious that the person who wrote it was a man, and he wrote it in a hurry.
"Don't tell me, he just wants to be good friends with you."
Xia Ling was speechless.
From an adult's point of view, such small notes in the entertainment industry have never been a good thing.
However, she can't just throw away the note regardless of the occasion. If it gets out, it will be a big trouble.
"You stole my stuff! Give it back to me!" Xia Ling could only make trouble for no reason.
The original owner was a vexatious character, she went around and snatched the note from Xie Ming's hand.
Relying on his height being a head taller than Xia Ling, Xie Ming easily tore the note into pieces, then took Xia Ling's hand, and put the paper foam in her palm.
"Here, if you want to do it yourself, I'm optimistic about you."
Xia Ling was very angry.
This is a blatant provocation.
She raised her foot to Xie Ming's casual leather shoes, and stomped them down hard.
When the strength fell, she still felt that it was not enough to twist it.
Xie Ming snorted, his face changed a little.
Seeing that he was seriously injured, Xia Ling turned around and walked away quickly, keeping away from the 'caused' scene.
The original owner, Xia Ling, was only twenty years old, so she couldn't act mature and calm to confront Xie Ming in everything.
Xie Ming, who was twenty-eight years old, was not too old, but to the original owner who was just eighteen years old, he was a 'little uncle', an old man, a dull man who never understood style.
In Xia Ling's memories of the original owner, when she first awakened her gender consciousness, she still liked Xie Ming's gentle type very much.
But Xie Ming didn't like her, he never saw her as a woman, sometimes she dressed cooler, he looked at her indifferently.
Xie Ming looked up at her, frowned, but disapproved.
"The hair was blown dry and the floor was wet."
The original owner was frustrated.
Afterwards, she dispelled the undeserved thoughts about Xie Ming and stopped treating him as a human being.
Xie Ming = wood = old man
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Some black history, although it was done by the original owner, but now, Xia Ling really doesn't want to think about it.
The original owner lived with Xie Ming for too long. At the earliest time, she was a lady who stretched out her clothes and opened her mouth. Xie Ming washed her underwear by hand...
Ahh, it's so embarrassing to think about it.
Xia Ling blushed, she was walking in front, wearing casual white shoes on her feet, with long legs as she walked, her hurried back could blow the wind.
Xie Ming stood beside the car, squatted down while supporting the car, and recovered from the pain after a while.
This neighborhood is the assigned room of their university professors. He squatted for a while, and the colleagues who came and went around came over several times.
"Professor Xie, are you okay?"
"Professor Xie...what's wrong with your foot? Should I take you to the hospital?"
On the casual leather shoes, there are such big footprints, which look very delicate, and they belong to girls.
Being stomped by a girl in broad daylight, is this a debt of love?
People who come to ask questions are more or less gossip.
Xie Ming's side profile in class was taken by students, and the photos were posted on the Internet. A group of netizens licked the screen, Shengshi Meiyan, other people's teachers and so on.
The existence of single Professor Xie is very unfriendly to other male teachers in the same school.
Thank you~~ for the 399 book coins rewarded, for the 588 book coins rewarded by Wei Fenger, for the 1888 book coins rewarded by Xirou Juju, and for the 100 book coins rewarded by Yanyan.
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Good night, today is Professor Xie who endured the pain in his foot.