"By the way, Sister Mingling, don't you have any business to do? Shouldn't the rich second-generation successor be very busy?"

Being treated by his own little or ‘indifferent’, Fang Ran had to secretly get a cup of hot milk after failing to act like a baby. This time he turned his gaze to Ming Ling’s mouth silently:

"Always staying in the house can make people decadent..."

"Of course there is, otherwise you think I'm doing what I usually do."

The dress that showed his figure was exquisite and bright, Ming Ling was close to Gou Yu, and his beautiful eyes squinted at Fang Ran on the other side.

And you, a kid who has nothing to do all day long, is not qualified to say that I always stay in the house...

The really serious second-generation rich, especially those who were trained as successors at home, are actually not very easy.

As the price of being born in an upper-class family and not worrying about money, they have also been strictly required to do many things since they were young.

Not everyone can spend a lot of time and enjoy themselves.

Nearing graduation, I was recently urged by my family to start more and more things,

In the past few days, I have been taken by my father to observe and learn how to negotiate business with customers. I am exhausted physically and mentally with the polite smiles and conversations that are intertwined with interests, favors, and face.

"Ah.... It's finally the weekend..."

Ming Ling does not have the slightest image of a beautiful lady, like a lazy cat lying on a small table and exclaiming,

"By the way, what about Xiao Ran?"

Seeing that the place she was facing was empty, she asked curiously.

"Unlike a certain brother who has never been to the library or study room, sister Xiaoran, it is impossible to be at home at this time until Saturday and Sunday."

After changing into a new dress, Meng Lang gritted his teeth and stared at Fang Ran, sitting back to his place.

"Brother, you fart! I have clearly been to the library!"

Hearing this, Fang Ran couldn't bear it immediately and slapped the table angrily.

"Oh, brother, you followed your classmates to see beautiful women, right?"

Seeing him hooked, Meng Lang suddenly smirked, opened his mouth directly, and took out his mobile phone to take a photo on the table!

"No need to quibble, look at the aisle table by the entrance, I have seen it all."

Looking at Fang Ran in the photo, and occasionally encountering people like this peeking at herself, Xia Yao's smile stretched lightly.

"Hey, brother, you would do this kind of thing too..."

"not me..."

Unexpectedly, my brother was still hiding this hand, Fang Ran stayed for a while unexplainably, then held his head in disbelief and went crazy:

"Brother! You bastard, you followed me!!!"

The topic continues as usual, although noisy but not irritating,

On the contrary, there is a kind of inexplicable comfort.

Being a rich second generation sometimes has troubles. For example, when you make friends, you will only be respected if you are much better than others, even if there are one or two passionate peers,

Topics, spending power, places to go out, and various classes of differences make it okay to be ordinary friends, but it’s difficult to make friends.

This is especially true among girls.

But the class-matched ones are often the kind of coquettish **** who can’t get along with each other.

Only in this cabin can Mingling feel the balance of relaxation and comfort between the two, so that he will not just talk about luxury goods at the speed of light.

"Yeah...but Xiao Ran is not there and I feel less healing..."

Drinking the hot milk in the cup, Ming Ling sighed again and sighed. After having been busy for a week, she now especially wants someone who can heal herself.

"The little angel doesn't know why recently, and has never come..."

Thinking of the frequent visits after going to Okinawa, Mingling suddenly glared at Fang Ran with strong anger.

It must be because this guy came back!

"little angel?"

Noting this name in Mingling’s words, I am sorry to let Xia Yao see what he is looking at that is not suitable for children.

Tang Bing, who had been drawing up the sand sculptures from just now, put down his phone and asked curiously:

"Except for Sister Mingling, who else will come?"

As someone who knew the identities of Fang Ran and others' participants, Tang Bing thought that Mingling was the only exception to be able to enter this cabin.

"Yes,"

Although she is just an ordinary girl, she is too likable, even the hidden rivals of her girlfriends can’t hate her.

Hearing Tang Bing's words, Ming Ling remembered his first sight, and gave a mysterious smile.

"When she comes, promise Tang Bing you will be surprised."

"Speaking of which, Tang Bing, you really haven't seen her yet..."

When Ming Ling mentioned this matter, Xia Yao also smiled and remembered that after moving from Tang Bing to the hut, that figure had never been there once.

"Shocked, I haven't seen it..."

Hearing the confusing words of the two of them, Tang Bing blinked in a daze.

She subconsciously cast a puzzled look at the other side, and then saw Fang Ranzheng and Meng Lang'fighting fiercely' without noticing her eyes.

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