The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Like a Demon (two more)

"Thank you and Mr. Shen." Ming Jing said lightly.

This matter will not be announced to the public. After all, the implications are so extensive, and Mr. Shen is also afraid that it will not be affected.

This is the real sword, light and sword shadow, killing no blood, compared to the battle in the mall, it is just a small fight.

"Ding Jing..." Shen Zhou turned and looked at her.

The girl drew a book from the shelf, sat down and opened the book.

Under the light, the girl's eyes are cold.

There are so many books on the shelf, she just picked this one.

Shen Zhou looked at her, his eyes gradually deepening.

"What do you want to do?"

Ding Jing curled her lips, looking so soft and beautiful, but Shenzhou's back was inexplicably cool.

He recognizes that he knows people's hearts all over the place, and he has never made a mistake in seeing people.

Only the girl in front of him, he did not see through from beginning to end.

The girl turned a page casually, and said with a smile: "I want the Blue Dragon Club."

said so casually, as if saying that today's weather is really good.

But this sentence is like a muffled thunder, and the bomber can't find North.

The sinking boat took a step back, supported the table with his palm, and stood firm.

He thought about countless possibilities, but never thought that her ambition would be so big.

Take a deep breath, and he said: "You know, Ran Tengxiao is so hard-working and not so easy to deal with."

"I know, but I won't kill him, I want him to be my knife."

Dingjing holds her cheek with one hand, her eyes are gentle and watery, but the dark depths are as cool and mysterious as night, making people unpredictable.

"You...." Shen Zhou suddenly lost his words.

"My eldest brother told me to tell Mr. Shen whether he was going to stab a knife or sharpen the knife. Which one is more important, I think Mr. Shen has his own mind."

"Ah... forgot, if Mr. Shen were to stab this knife, he might also scratch himself. Mr. Shen is a wise man, and he probably wouldn't do this kind of thing that would hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself by 800. "

The girl smiled, but Shen Zhou was shocked.

It took a long time before he found his voice: "You...do you have a plan?"

It is a great sword, it is a pity to break it, if it can be recovered, it would be great.

Just, she may be a more dangerous person than Ran Tengxiao.

Laugh like a Buddha and heart like a devil!

The pair of slender jade hands, under the light glowing with the brightness of jade, they are beautiful like works of art.

Turning the pages of the book lightly at this moment, Shen Zhou's eyelids twitched.

She is in the next big chess game.

Since returning to Jiangzhou, all of them are just pawns on her chessboard.

Shen Zhou suddenly smiled, and he said: "No matter what you want to do, Big Brother will always be your strongest backing."

He was just afraid of her being hurt, nothing more.

This game of chess, she just played happily.

Mingjing smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

Put the book back on the shelf, and the mirror brushed his cuffs, "It's late at night, I should go back."

"Tell Mr. Shen that if you want to get it, you must give it first."

Ran Tengxiao wants the position, then give it to him.

Sent away Mingjing, Shen Zhou walked to the bookshelf, and his eyes fell on the book Mingjing had just read.

Count of Monte Cristo.

There are so many books on the shelf, and she just picked this one.

What are you reminding me of?

The sunken boat walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a car light was winding on the dark mountain road, drifting away.

Passing by Zui Fei West Point, Ming Jing asked Du Ze to stop.

Her cakes are famous far and wide, and many Internet celebrities come to check in.

Even late at night, there are guests in twos and threes.

The wind chime on the door rang with a crisp sound, and the clerk respectfully said: "Welcome to Zui Fei West Point."

When she looked up, she saw the girl who walked in, and she was speechless on the spot.

No one is unfamiliar with this face in Jiangzhou.

"Ming...Ding Spiegel?" The clerk stammered and opened her mouth, and the topic of tomorrow's public account was immediately thought of in her mind.

What kind of delicious food attracts Ming Jing to visit our store, it is the drunk concubine pastry!

Live signs are now available.

The other two guests are two young girls. They should have just left the night shift. Seeing Mingjing, they immediately pushed around with excitement. They wanted to come but didn't dare to come.

Why is the stereotyped black coat so beautiful when worn on her body? It is more mysterious and more charming than the dark night behind her.

Thin and tall, with a slender neck, straight shoulders, and a complete hanger, it's simply amazing.

Mingjing picked a few cakes in the glass cabinet, "Frozen and Snow White are made into strawberry flavor. Drunken Butterfly has more yellow peaches, and three fruits are mixed, and one of them is not strawberry."

Mingyi is obsessed with Frozen, Mingchen likes Disney princesses, and both of them love to eat strawberries. Many of Liu Muxue's accessories are butterflies. Her favorite fruit is yellow peach. Mingti doesn't like strawberries, while Xiaoying and Han Suwen don't. Picky eaters, eat everything.

Ming Spiegel takes all tastes into consideration.

It takes so much, and the clerk is not sure what flavor she likes.

The baker was about to get off work. When he heard that there was a big order, he was reluctant to delay him going home to sleep. When he knew it was Der Spiegel, he didn't have time to put on his shoes and ran into the cake room.

"Excuse me, our baker will order it for you on site. It may take longer. Please wait in the rest area."

Mingjing went to the rest area and sat down, took a magazine from the shelf next to it, and looked down.

The clerk took out the tea leaves treasured by the boss and delivered them personally.

"thanks."

Ah, the voice is really gentle, it's so nice.

The clerk, including two customers, was taking pictures secretly with their mobile phones and showing off on Weibo.

One is to advertise the store, and the other is to show off.

Ming Jing once again relied on her beauty to get out of the circle, she didn't know it.

The hot search is full of people seeking the same black coat from Mingjing. When it was found, it was from Xiyueer's family. However, they only released this one. The official website is not for sale at all. Other coats of the same brand are sold out and cannot be worn with the goddess. The same style can be worn with the same brand.

Xi Yue'er has cooperated with countless celebrities, and none of them has achieved the effect of a random time in the mirror. It is true, the queen of goods.

Then a certain treasure was sold out of imitation models. The popular color of the next year evaluated by the fashion circle was green, which was frantically beaten in the face and ridiculed by netizens.

The so-called fashion is all sorts of weirdness. Striving out with a hot eye has long aroused the dissatisfaction of the masses.

That is not the fashion of the general public, but the fashion of a group of artists who think they are art.

True fashion is simplicity, grandeur, and a classic that never ebbs.

The popular colors of the coming year are undoubtedly black and white.

Fashion does not come from this dress, a single color, but from the self-confidence and calmness in the bones.

The name Ming Spiegel, with its own efforts, has caused a hurricane in the fashion circle.

Of course, these Derby didn't know. After waiting for about an hour, all the things she wanted were packaged.

After paying, the clerk carried the bag and delivered it to Mingjing himself. Mingjing smiled and shook his head: "No, you can give it to me."

The clerk blushed, "I...I can."

"It's late, it's time for you to get off work." Ming Jing took the paper bag in the other's hand and turned to leave.

The clerk held her face, chasing it out and saw her getting into a black car, “Is there any beautiful girl in the world who is more beautiful and gentle than her? No, what should I do if I suddenly feel that Qu Feitai is not good enough for her?”

"Ah Qushen, sorry, what should I do if I want to climb the wall?"

Drunk Concubine's pastry was originally red, but now it is even more red.

Many people were still awake that night.

I found Mingjing on the hot search and returned to Jiangzhou. I visited a cake shop late at night and bought a few small cakes. Many people were energetic.

Ming Jing returned home. The three sisters were still awake, so they sat on the sofa and waited for Ming Jing.

It seems that if they are not allowed to talk to the eldest sister, the three of them will not be able to sleep.

Ming Jing gave them the cake. The three of them were so excited, Ming Yi and Ming Chen held Ming Jing's thighs: "Second Sister, you are really my good second sister."

Han Suwen and Xiaoying also have cakes, and their hearts are warm.

Miss always thinks of others, but what she likes to eat, the two of them can't figure out until now.

Mingjing asked: "Where is Sister Liu?"

"In your room with the second sister."

Liu Muxue yawned and walked down, wearing **** pajamas with suspenders, with a large strip of her chest exposed.

Mingchen's eyes almost stared out.

Ming Jing frowned, "Go back and put on another dress."

Liu Muxue pouted her lips and went back dingy.

reappeared, the clothes were more normal, and when I saw that I also had a cake, the unpleasantness disappeared.

is still her favorite yellow peach flavor.

In the expectant eyes of the three sisters, Ming Jing dialed Ye Zhen's number.

　The Count of Monte Cristo is my novel enlightenment book. The core of its story is revenge, which is a metaphor in the text

(End of this chapter)

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