My Elder Sister is a Superstar

Zhao Tiezhu's updated circle of friends: I chat with teenagers, write poems, and write a pornographic poem:

Red lotus root fragrance, jade mat autumn. Take off your clothes and go to the blue boat alone.

......

There was no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but on my heart.

Li Qingzhao's pruning plum is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

It's an ordinary poem. No one will find it strange after reading it. Maybe it's really regarded as a poem in a moment. But this is a boudoir resentment poem expressing women's lovesickness. Zhao Tiezhu, a man who is straight in the middle and straight out, shouldn't have made such a word even if he is full of poetry. And this guy's Chinese must be taught by his PE teacher. He can't distinguish poetry from words.

The most important thing is that he deliberately @ himself.

Send a female lovesickness poem, and then @ him, how many meanings?

Of course Qin Ze knows it. If he doesn't understand it, he will waste the title of King Haize.

So I immediately called Zhao Tiezhu. The bell rang for a long time, but no one answered. I called again. I was hung up as soon as I got through this time. Qin Ze was unwilling and continued to fight.

"Don't buy insurance, don't buy shops, ignore and don't speculate in stocks. I'll hang up if it's okay." As soon as the phone was connected, Zhao Tiezhu beeped like a machine gun.

"Brother tie Zhu, you're kidding again. I, Qin Ze." Qin Zeyu, the temperature is extremely warm.

"Oh, Qin Ze." Zhao Tiezhu suddenly realized: "who is Qin Ze? I don't know a little wolf dog named Qin Ze."

Qin Ze smiled genially: "brother tie Zhu, point out the maze? Is sister Zijin all right recently."

Smile on the face, MMP in the heart.

"It's OK. I heard that I was dumped by a little wolf dog in the Shanghai stock market. After crying, making trouble and hanging at home, I finally recognized the reality and decided to live a good life." Zhao Tiezhu said faintly.

"Come on, what's the matter with your words?"

"Poetry flourishes."

"Why @ me again?"

"Hand sliding!"

Zhao Tiezhu's tone was flat: "OK, don't call me if you have nothing in the future. You're busy. You don't have time to buy insurance. Goodbye!"

After that, Zhao Tiezhu hung up.

Qin Ze held his mobile phone and breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Although Zhao Tiezhu didn't give him a good face, that sentence and the slippery @ have revealed a lot of information.

There was no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but on my heart.

This sentence has explained everything.

Brother tie Zhu is still very righteous.

It's time to go to the capital. On the character of Prince Jin, it is almost impossible for her to take the initiative to make up with herself. What is female Wenqing? Female Wenqing is: you are cold, you are ruthless, you are ungrateful, I will never see you again, get out!

You're cold, you're ruthless, you're ungrateful, and you didn't come to me. I'll die for you now. Get out!

It's the kind of character that can suffocate yourself.

Qin Ze thought of this level when she left the Shanghai stock market. The reason why she didn't follow immediately was that she really wanted to be calm and calm, and her anger didn't subside. Second, he needs time to heal sister Zijin's wounds and ferment his thoughts.

Female Wenqing is angry. What if you catch up with the capital? If you can't give her a satisfactory answer, slap you twice and let you go, things will be more troublesome.

After calming down, my mind will change. When my sister was angry, she also fought with him for half a month.

Slag Nanze has long thought about many situations.

Although the showdown was a little unprepared, it was not a big problem if you didn't panic.

If you want to open the harem, but you don't have the king's domineering spirit of long Ao Tian Hu's body shaking and Baimei's submission, you'd better think about it and play tricks.

Friends who want to open the harem remember to focus and write notes.

"Ding! Slag man wanted to: please make up with Prince Jin before the Spring Festival. 500 points will be awarded for success, and the corresponding points will be deducted for failure."

The sound of the system rings in my mind without warning.

"Finally, I have a serious task." The system said, "like the national football team, you don't have much time left, one week."

This time Qin Ze has no skin, which is indeed derived from the desire of his heart, but his original idea is to go after the new year

At the same time, he was surprised, which means that he has hope to catch up with Prince Jin again. According to the rules of the system, it will not issue impossible tasks. Of course, it does not mean that it must be completed. It depends on his fate with paper towels.

"I thought you would protest the prefix of the task." System theory.

"I knew it was you who slandered me for revenge." Qin Ze gritted his teeth.

"I'm telling the truth blindly."

“......”

Thinking about the task in his heart, he was worried. In the evening, he received Su Yu's text message: "husband, holiday, nothing to do, moldy at home, let's do something we love."

"Inconvenient." Qin Ze replied.

"What's inconvenient? It's only a twenty minute journey."

"I'm not in the mood today. The future is long. I'm not in a hurry." Qin Ze politely refused the courtship of the concubine of the harem, saying that he would not overturn the card tonight.

"My surname is Su Mingyu, and the character is Fangchang." Su Yupi said.

Qin Ze sighed helplessly. Sure enough, Su Yu's painting style had collapsed.

This is not the pot of the world, it is my pot.

......

The next morning, while his parents were in the living room and his sister's boudoir, Qin Ze stopped talking for several times, and his heart was horizontal: "sister, I may... Want to go to the capital."

Qin Baobao thought he came in to "drive safely". After hearing this, the smile on her sister's face gradually disappeared, but it was not ferocious, just expressionless.

There was nothing to say for a moment, and the room was full of silent air.

After a long time, he turned his back to his sister in a flat tone: "for the Spring Festival, go to the capital to travel, right?"

Stunned, Qin Ze said, "ah... Yes."

"How long will you go?"

"A week..."

"Oh."

"Same, agreed?" Qin Ze stared closely at her sister's back. She sat on the bed and didn't turn around angrily, so Qin Ze couldn't see her expression.

"Just travel, why don't you agree." Sister's tone was calm: "don't play too late, it's best to come back on New Year's Eve."

Qin Ze hum.

"And..." Qin Baobao still didn't turn around, but his tone was a little urgent and serious, "don't bring anyone back."

"... HMM."

Nodding hard, Qin Ze suddenly realized one thing. Her once intimate best friends, who have been at the same table for three years and can sleep in the same bed for more than half a year, may never return to the past.

My sister didn't want the woman named Wang Zijin to return to Shanghai stock market and step into this house again.

It was just her first thought that nearly lost her beloved.

Over time, a year and a half of getting along day and night seems to be still in front of us, but the past time can no longer be reproduced.

What happened eventually happened, just as broken things can never be mended.

What about Prince Jin? Is she still willing to return to Shanghai stock market?

How will she face her former best friend.

Thinking of this, Qin Ze's heart was heavy.

Qin Ze's afternoon flight left, and the aircraft engine roared like thunder, leaving a white track in the blue sky.

In the evening, Qin Ma talked about it at the dinner table: "how's the old Wang's body? A Ze said he was pushed into the emergency room. Zi Jin must be crying very sad."

Wang Zijin and Qin Ma used to talk about growing up with Grandpa. Ye and sun have deep feelings.

Now mother Qin and the old man already know Wang Zijin's family background. When they first heard about it, they were really shocked. They didn't expect that their daughter's best friend, their son's girlfriend, and their future daughter-in-law would be golden branches and jade leaves from the capital.

The Qin family has been good people for more than three generations, and mud legs for more than eighteen generations. Obviously, they are not worthy of other people's girls. Fortunately, Qin Ze is still successful. Although he is still suspected of climbing high, he is not said to be a toad eating swan meat.

In the past, Qin Ma didn't even need to think about it. Without saying a word, she knelt down to Prince Jin and cried, "princess, are you blind? Please let my son go.".

"After all, I'm old, and I have to face the problems I should face." The old man sighed that life is impermanent, and life and death depend on heaven, and then said, "don't worry about it. The old man of the Wang family will be the one who will be in the news of the obituary in the future, and there will be a special medical team for good health."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at his daughter: "baby, how many phone calls have been made at Zijin's home? Our family aze is also the person who came to the door to see his parents. Old Wang is critically ill. We should call to express our condolences. It's not good for people to think that we have no culture and quality."

Qin Baobao was in a bad mood, his eyes were glassy, and he was in a state of empty mood. After hearing this, he finally came back to his soul, and his small hands repeatedly waved, "no, No."

Qin Ma frowned, "I think what Lao Qin said is reasonable."

"This is really unnecessary." Qin Baobao bowed his head and picked up the rice: "forget it, a housewife and a university professor. They are relatives of the emperor."

She said in her heart, is it all right after this call?

Maybe Azer was caught and imprisoned as soon as he got off the plane, and you were sentenced to life imprisonment or something, on the grounds that he maliciously slandered (cursed) the national leader.

Well, it's not bad.

In this way, the little red man and the house wolf will be completely finished!

Qin Baobao is ready to move.