My Personal School Flower

"Ah ..." Upon hearing Tang Yu's fierce answer, Chu Yarou was shocked. It was the first time he heard Tang Yu say such a vulgar word, and he felt strange and embarrassed.

Tang Yu thought for a while, then looked at Chu Yarou and said, "I'll take you back, and by the way look at Uncle Chu's situation." Tang Yu would not have any doubts about his recipe. This was passed down from the Medical Sanctuary, and its authenticity was verified on Xu Xi and Xia Guobang.

"Tang Yu, my mother, she ..." Although Chu Yarou wanted Tang Yu to go home with herself, but thinking of Sun Meimei's attitude, when she went home, she must be ironic to Tang Yu again.

Tang Yu smiled a little. He knew parents like Sun Meimei so much. He was so powerful that he couldn't think of how she would give birth to such a perfect daughter as Chu Yarou. Tang Yu wanted to stop her mouth too easily. When she opened her BMW x6 to the door, her attitude must be completely reversed. But Tang Yu doesn't want to do that now. What's important right now is to get the college entrance examination first. And he has not yet learned his driver's license. The car is fully entrusted to Secretary Li for management. To use it, she has to be a driver.

In fact, Tang Yu is already very familiar with driving. After all, sitting in the co-pilot of Secretary Li so many times, Secretary Li's car skills are so great, presumably also trained by the spy training camp. Ears and ears are dyed, Tang Yu's eyes and head are different, and he learns naturally and quickly.

"I'll take you to the door," Tang Yu said.

Chu Yarou was so sorrowful that she felt so sad that Tang Yu could not even enter the house. "Um." Chu Yarou nodded, but already had an idea in her heart.

Taking a taxi, Chu Yarou now knows that Tang Yu is not the poor boy he used to be, and he no longer persuades to do public transportation.

Soon came to the back of Chu Yarou, Tang Yu smiled at Chu Yarou: "Go back."

Who knew that Chu Yarou grabbed Tang Yu's arm: "Come in with me, leave my mother alone."

"Yarou, you ..." Tang Yu was startled, but the delicate Chu Yarou was pulling Tang Yu's arm to walk inside. Tang Yu looked at Chu Yarou silently: "Well, go in, I don't want to see your mother now." Tang Yu said calmly.

"I ... uh ..." Chu Yarou nodded and walked slowly towards the house with a trace of loss on his face. When Tang Yu saw Chu Yarou leaving, he opened a perspective and saw Chu Fengsheng lying in the room, at this time Sun Meimei was wiping him. Tang Yu focused all his attention on Chu Fengsheng's body, to his body. The corpse poison is also recorded in Yisheng's elixir, so Tang Yu can clearly see the black corpse poison in Chu Fengsheng's body, which originally spread to the limbs and hundreds of bones, but now, it has shrunk a lot in his heart This is clearly the effect of eating your own recipe.

Tang Yu turned away and took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Chu Yarou: That Liu Xian was either misdiagnosed or lied to you, and now there is no need to take a panacea, and the prescription continues to drink for Uncle Chu, 49 It must be cured.

Tang Yu wrote here, and seemed to feel that something was missing, then added a sentence: Don't think about other things, review the college entrance examination, meet for thousands of miles, meet each other without a chance ...

Chu Yarou just came to the doorstep of the house, received a text message from Tang Yu, opened it, and was surprised and happy. It was amazing how Tang Yu knew Chu Feng's situation without entering the house, but she had no doubt about Tang Yu's words. She wants to say as Tang Yu. At the same time, she also understood Tang Yu's painstaking intentions, so that she should not think about it and return to her review. After all, it has been a few days since the college entrance examination. Chu Yarou's heart was moved again.

Tang Yu went to the intersection, stopped a taxi, and said to the driver, "Jiuli District."

The car just started, and suddenly the phone rang. Tang Yu took a look, but it was Guo Xiaodong's. I thought, why is it so late? Then he passed through: "Hey, Xiaodong?" Immediately there came a harsh dynamic music sound.

"Boss, I'm playing with Zhao Ling in the bar. I encountered a few stumbling blocks. Boss, come here!" Guo Xiaodong looked very anxious.

"Wipe!" Tang Yu was speechless, so late, he went to the bar to play. "which bar!"

"Worry-free space bar." Guo Xiaodong said hastily.

Worry-free space? Bar Tang Yu has rarely been to it, and there are countless bars in Jinghai. Tang Yu didn't know where this worry-free space was, and said to the driver, "Go to the worry-free space bar."

"Okay." The driver turned the car lightly.

Soon Tang Yu came to the door of an extravagantly decorated bar, with four dazzling artistic fonts on it, a worry-free space.

Tang Yu called Guo Xiaodong again and asked his location.

"Boss, here!" Who knew that Guo Xiaodong and Zhao Ling were actually at the door of the bar, staring at themselves with a smile.

Tang Yu looked around again and again, and found no one to bother them, and suddenly thought of something, and then went angrily towards Guo Xiaodong and Zhao Ling: "Shit boy, you lie to me!"

"Ah, boss, don't hit me. I think you've been too tired these days. I want you to relax. If you don't say that, you can come." Guo Xiaodong said, covering his head.

"Yes, brother Tang, Xiaodong wants you to come out and play." Zhao Ling looked at Tang Yu angry, and also spoke for Guo Xiaodong on the side.

Tang Yu's outstretched hand slowly lowered, staring at Guo Xiaodong: "You're a junk!"

"Hey. Boss, let's go in." Guo Xiaodong said with a smile when he saw Tang Yu close his hand.

To be honest, Tang Yu is not very interested in these bars and nightclubs, especially the harsh music, which makes me uncomfortable listening. But now that it is here, and Guo Xiaodong is also kind, Tang Yu can't go because he is angry and angry.

"Well, just play for a while." Tang Yu said.

"Yes, Boss." Guo Xiaodong grinned again, and walked in with Zhao Ling's curvy figure.

As soon as he entered the bar, Tang Yu felt a vertigo, which was the first feeling of those who entered the bar for the first time or rarely.

"Boss, sit there." Guo Xiaodong pointed the direction of the bar, Tang Yu glanced at him, followed Guo Xiaodong and Zhao Ling sitting on the bar. In front of it is the stage. Dozens of men and women are playing on it, dancing without knowing any weird dance. And a lot of these men and women are unusually non-dominantly dressed, especially those women who are not miniskirts or hot pants with black silk. None of them are wearing serious pants and doing hip twisting. Come.

"Come on, three mugs of dry beer!" Guo Xiaodong waved a hand to a beautician.