gossip girl 3 英文

第6部分 (第5/7頁)

bout　it。　Until　now　was　thinking　about

resuming　the　links。

Saturday　night　was　fun；　but　the　last　thing　they　needed　now　was　a　new　boyfriend。

Mr。　Beckham　gave　a　noisy　hawk；　Blair　raised　his　eyes　and　sees　the　evidence。　He　had　yellow

hair。　No　yellow　of　blond；　but　yellow　mucus　as　a　serious　patient。　The　eyes　of　both　were　found

and　Mr。　Beckham　did　something　strange：　it　was　red。

Excusez…moi？

Blair　distracted　eyes；　scared。　Balan？aram　his　feet　nervously　as　she　looked　the　question。

Vous　avez　une　desire。　What　desirez　vous？

She　wanted　very　professorzinho　film　that　she　hated　the　thought　of　not　the　impression　that　it

was　in　order。　I　wanted　to　be　on　the　beach　right　now；　instead　of　freezing　your　butt　in　a

classroom　barely　heated。　I　have　taken　the　breakfast　because　it　was　dead　from　hunger。　I'd

like　a　lot　of　things；　but　could　only　answer　one。

Blair　said　he　wanted　to　go　to　Yale；　but　seemed　totally　redundant　for　a　trainee　secondary　say

that　I　go　to　a　university；　but　it　was　better　than　reveal　some　juicy　personal　details　to

Madame　Rogers；　anyway。　So　she　designed　a　high…heeled　botinha　margin　in　terms　of　evidence　and

looked　for　Mr。　Beckham　again。　He　was　still　looking　for　her；　his　face　a　shade　of　thick

reddish…purple。　What　he　was　doing？　Up　to　the　murder　of　her　or　wonder　how　Blair　would　be　of

panties？　She　turned　eyes；　disgusted。

He　looked　at　the　clock　Cartier　platinum。　Another　hell　of　an　hour　ahead。　Next　question。

Two　floors　below　Blair；　in　the　auditorium　of　the　Constance　Billard　School；　Serena　was

ralando　with　proof　of　American　history。

No。　Serena　was　not　exactly　the　type　that　ralava。

She　had　already　counted　the　number　of　tips　on　his　tail…