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Chapter Thirty-Seven Where Does It Fall?

Until she walked into the living room, Ye Ziqing's cheeks were still red and hot, and she cursed Shen Shaoting angrily for a long time in her heart.

Because of what he said when he left, Chen Yining questioned her all the way.

Was she really not wearing underwear? Why did President Shen know that she was not wearing underwear?

The question made her blush, so she had no choice but to answer. The steel ring inside her inner force was exposed for some reason, and it made her breasts ache and red as if they were about to bleed.

The pain was unbearable, so she took it off in the hospital bathroom, thinking that she wouldn't notice it as long as she didn't take off her down jacket, but who knew that such an accident would happen?

Guo Yanfang was sitting on the sofa watching TV, watching with gusto. When she heard the voice, she turned around and waved to her: "Zi Qing, come over and watch together."

Perhaps because of her age, Guo Yanfang doesn't watch much TV, but now she watches it with such gusto.

Ye Ziqing had some doubts in her heart. She walked forward and her eyes fell on the TV screen, which was playing "Where Are We Going, Dad?"

Most of the teachers in the school were watching this program. At first, she was a little uninterested, but after watching it for a long time, she found it very interesting.

Wang Shiling is washing cabbage at the moment. She is small, round and white. She is struggling to put a pot of cabbage in front of the faucet and wash it clean.

Then she brought it out again, and when she turned around, a basin of freshly washed cabbage was spilled on the ground. Her dark eyes rolled around, and she kept calling her dad anxiously.

"This child is really like you when you were a child. He always liked to fight to wash dishes and wash clothes, and in the end he always got himself wet." Guo Yanfang recalled with a smile.

She smiled and realized that she had no memory of what happened when she was a child, but her mother remembered it so clearly.

Looking at the cute and well-behaved Wang Shiling on the screen, I suddenly thought of the child in my belly.

Her child was unconsciously confused...

Not in the mood to watch any more TV shows, she turned around and walked into the room in a daze.

What to do?

Not only the heart, but also the head is confused. This is not a simple problem.

After just thinking about it for a moment, her head started to hurt, like needle pricks, and the pain was dense.

I want to let myself relax first, whether it's my head or body.

The end-of-year exam will be in three days. The school has sent out information about the time and subjects for the final exam, as well as some preparations for the exam. She is going to take a look.

She reached for her bag, but it was all in vain. She was startled, and suddenly thought that she didn't have a backpack when she got home.

So where would the bag be missing?

Guangdong Hotel or Shen Shaoting's car?

If it's the Guangdong Hotel, that's fine, but if it falls on Shen Shaoting's car, then...

Her face changed drastically, and her heart started to beat wildly, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. She took out her cell phone and called the front desk of the Guangdong Hotel.

Then, the phone slowly and feebly slipped from her hand, and she fell to the edge of the bed, panting.

The laboratory test sheet was left in Shen Shaoting's car...

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The car made a beautiful turn and parked directly in the garage.

Looking at the bag and documents left on the back seat from the reflection of the mirror in the car, Shen Shaoting frowned slightly. His tall and strong body crossed the seat, and with a stretch of his long arm, he lifted up the bag and the test sheets.

He glanced at the words Ye Ziqing from the corner of his eye, and he became a little curious. His eyes fell on the test sheet and he browsed it.

Then, his deep eyes were fixed on a few of the sentences, but in vain, his expression changed...

It is indeed a death-defying rhythm. There are no messages or collections. Oops. If the second update does not appear at nine o'clock, then I am dead. Dear friends, please pay attention. The second update will be tomorrow...
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