There was no way to be sweet, so I had to walk through with the eyes of everyone.

She looked at the car in front of her, and the housekeeper dressed up.

"The housekeeper, I remember, it's not the car in the morning."

The one in the morning looked a little low-key, and the butler was not wearing this dress, but an ordinary suit.

Now, it looks like it came out of the photos of the Republic of China period.

The butler nodded respectfully.

"That's what the young master ordered."

He didn’t actually say everything.

After leaving school, Ji Jingchen directly called the housekeeper.

Let him pick up in the afternoon and get back to the party.

The housekeeper worked around Ji Jingchen for so many years, of course, he understood what he meant.

Then he did not hesitate to find the most low-key luxury car in the garage, and changed into clothes that only for major occasions.

There was more and more sight cast around, and sweet and sweety rushed to the car.

The butler then said, "Miss Jiang, let us take you in in."

Sweet and sweet, some hesitation.

“With this car?”

The butler said, "If Miss Jiang doesn't like it, I'll let the driver change one."

Sweetness finally relaxes.

“All right.”

And then, the next day.

Sweetie came out with the book in class today.

On the face, I saw the housekeeper standing outside in a suit and a bow tie.

Next to him was a blue car.

With the sweetness of the car's poor understanding, but also clearly know.

The Bugatti Type57SC Atlantic was produced in 1936 and currently has only three in the world.

The most expensive antique car ever built is also the most beautiful car.

According to the previous information, the car sold for more than 30 million US dollars.

Driving out like this must be more eye-catching than the Rolls-Royce apparition of yesterday.

Return to 1000 percent!

She frowned and reluctant to get into the car.

The housekeeper reminded me.

"Miss Jiang, the class time is coming soon."

She asked, “Is there no other car?”

The butler said, "If Miss Jiang doesn't like it, I can change it for you tomorrow, but it's too late."

"How can it be?"Isn’t it more than half an hour?”

The housekeeper smiled.

"Mr.'s garage is not here, it will take twenty minutes to go back and forth, and it will be late."

Can she just go to this car today?

Masha didn’t want to get on the car.

“Butler, are you really going to take me in today?”In fact, stop outside, across the school a street or two, can do it."

The housekeeper's answer is dripping.

"That's what the Lord ordered."

At 8:30 in the morning, a light blue antique car slowly drove in from the school gate.

The retro shape, the dazzling design, instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

It’s a super house running on the road.

The car kept moving forward and drove to the door of the business school classroom, and finally stopped.

The butler got out of the car first and opened the door gracefully.

"Miss Jiang, at the same time in the afternoon, I will come to pick you up."

“Hmm.”

Warm and sweet, I felt several times hotter than before.

He answered the butler in a hurry, and even walked in with his head down and hid in the classroom.

Without looking at the others, she went straight to her place and sat down.

The people who asked her to go to the concert yesterday saw her and came over again.

“Are you really not going to the concert?”

Sweet and sweet, shook her head.

"I really don't have time."

They didn’t care, but they hugged her hand.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go, you can help us ask Min Ange for a few tickets, and we'll go on our own."

Warm sweet frown, a little unaccustomed to her intimate movements.

"But I haven't been in touch with Ange for a long time, and I don't want to bother him."

Some of them looked at each other and turned their eyes.

“Don’t be kidding, monsieur.If you only say a word, he will certainly be, we are his fans, to support him."

“Really not...”

Some people saw that she was not shaken at all, his face changed, and stood up.

“Do you think we don’t have the money to buy tickets?”So, you give us the ticket, and we’ll give you the money, how about that?”

"No, I really can't help you."

But the other party did not listen to the sweet explanation.

“Don’t want to help?What's great?Ask for two days, and that little favor won't help."

"It's not funny, I said Jiang Nianyao, do you not know Min Ange at all, just play with us?"

Sweet and sweet mouth without speaking.

"There is something to come, but don't ask us for help."

A few people snorted coldly and left a word and turned away.

The last class is sports.

According to the previous course that Jiang Nianyao enrolled in, she chose volleyball.

Wen Sweet and Sweet only went to the volleyball court, and saw Wu Mengxing and a few people who had let her go to the concert before.

They gathered together, did not know what to say, and often looked sweet and sweet.

Warm sweetness knows nothing about volleyball and is groping.

The men came over and smiled and proposed to the teacher.

“Teacher, are you playing today?We can get to know each other.”

The teacher nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, but remember, it's just friendship first, game second."

"I know."

The people looked at the people around them with pleasure, and seemed to raise their hands at random, pointing to the sweetness.

“Jian Chenyao, since you report volleyball, you must be very good, right?”Are we more than one?”

Wen Sweet did not understand volleyball at all, just wanted to refuse.

The other person smiled again and said, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, we just practice, you will not be so stingy?"

The teacher also began to help.

"Yes, Jiang Yanyao, just like one."

Sweet and sweet frowned, half a day before finally nod.

A few people in the class took the initiative to register, and a sweet pair.

A few minutes later, Wen Sweet and Wu Mengxing stood on both sides of the tennis court.

A whistle, Wu Mengxing serve.

She looked at the warmth sweetly, showed a proud smile, jumped up, and lined up the volleyball toward her!

The volleyball went straight in the air and rushed straight to the sweetness.

Usually the kick-out is more relaxed, not so aggressive!

Tennis, wrapped in a powerful impulse, came to the sweet and sweet in an instant.

Hush!

Tennis on your sweet shoulder!

The sweet body bent and fell directly to the ground.

The tennis ball fell aside.

The shoulder is like a crack, and the sweetness can't stand up for half a day.

Wu Mengxian covered his mouth in surprise and worried.

“You’re too careful, are you okay?”