MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 191 The boss of the final article, hello eighteen
Across the steps of four or five steps, a vaguely slender figure sits on the side of his house against the wall.
While he saw her, Wen Ruyi also saw Jiang Li. Very strange, but it was a few minutes in a short time, his figure was engraved in her heart. Without looking at it, she can recognize him from the darkness.
Wen Ruo slowly stood up, as if he was afraid of what was wrong with him, only gently said: "You are back."
The river was separated from the center of the stairs. Silence around, only the sound of each other's breath.
For a long time, Jiang Li was indifferent: "It is the fierce who brought you." No doubt, when he saw the gentleness of the moment, he thought of the weird move of the fierce scorpion, and he knew how she found his home. of.
If it wasn't for the atmosphere to stagnate, Wen thought, maybe he didn't want to talk to her at all. She really didn't want to sell her newly-recognized comrades-in-arms, but in the face of Jiang's silence, Wen was still shameful.
After the offer was over, I couldn’t bear it. I quickly added the sentence: "The others are very good. See me if I have no place to bring me up."
"You are very familiar?"
"Ah?" Wen did not understand the meaning of Jiang Li.
Just like not paying attention to her answer, Jiang Li set foot on the last few steps, regardless of the warmth that stood still, and opened the door and entered the house.
Sensitively aware of his dissatisfaction, Wen Ruo quickly went up to explain, "not familiar, just to him..."
The door was slammed in front of her, and Wen was silent and said, "... borrowed some money."
I really want to smash the door panel and break it? ! She scratched the wall and slammed her head. Calm, calm, can not be compared with the inferior child.
There is no static in the door. Wen Ruo sighed for a long time, slid on the floor, touched the banknotes in the pocket and looked back and put it back - can not throw, throwing it, no money and no money.
How much did the sister pay for this terrible twenty dollars! Did she spend so much effort to condense her body in order to find abuse? !
After waiting for a long time, the river did not come out, Wen Ru is really wronged. very hungry……
Wen Ru is sitting on the doorstep, and he is so angry that he can take the door back. "Jiang Li, you come out, let's talk."
There is no sound in the house.
"Jiang Li? Xiaoli, small separation, from Xiaojiang? Jiang Xiaobao, away from the treasure, away from the baby? Or you like baby, dear..."
The inside of the house is on the left side of the river, and the cans with half a can of beer are slowly deformed. The golden wine overflows and slams into the floor along the fingers of his bones.
Wen Ru is still ignorant, there is a ride without a hit on the door to call, "From the baby, come over and open the threshold, the trick is not a thing to do so is not right? The neighbors look up and see no see It’s not good to hear us in the middle of the night.”
Jiang slowly inhales, throws the beer cans that have been pinched to the semi-residual into the trash can, drags the floor, opens the faucet and washes his hands.
The sound of the water creaked. Wen Ruru used his day's painful experience as a joke.
"Do you know how painful I am now? All the way to the Su family is the old house we used to live in. I didn't expect you to be there, and then walked there for a few hours, so I finally got to Jiangjia. You are not there either."
Jiang Jia...
The lips of the river are ridiculously ridiculous.
How could he live there? Looking at each other, they will think each other is dirty.
Everyone has no exceptions.
The sound of the warmth outside the house is pleasant, and it flows slowly, soft and peaceful in the quiet night. Like a hand, I want to pull him close.
"The roses at the entrance of the old house have been replaced by the new masters with golden daisy, golden and golden, so nice, but I still like the rose a little. I really love it at that time... In the summer, the fence is a cluster The bright red flowers are fragrant and beautiful."
The river is standing beside the sink, hanging down the eyelids, under the long eyelashes, the look is unknown.
There will be no more that day. Even his hand is contaminated with the blood of others.
Everyone in Jiang’s family is dirty, including himself.
Such a river ... ... slowly clenched his fists, straight up and walked back to the living room, the volume on the notebook zoomed in, wearing a headset to see all the things that disturb his mood are blocked outside the excitement of music.
The eyes can't see and the ears can't hear. However, even if you close your eyes, you can clearly depict the appearance of a warm one.
Her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and she smiles slightly. The eyes are not pure black, and the ink is brown. The lips are always faintly laughing, no matter who they are, whether they are impatient or perfunctory.
But every time, he can always see whether she is really happy, or just playing on the spot.
Her hands are soft and her arms are warm. When pinching his face, it doesn't mean that he is in a bad mood. Maybe he likes him. When he feeds his cake, it doesn't mean how happy she is, and maybe she is envious. Although he is not sure what she is jealous of him.
He can even draw a blossoming hollow rose embroidered on the waist side of Wen Ruo...
Wen will never know how much he knows her.
Forty songs were broadcast one by one. When he returned to God, he found that Wen Ruo had not stopped. It’s still not so bad. She doesn't seem to care if she can get a response, so she talks to herself for a night.
Jiang took off his headphones and sat quietly on the sofa for a while.
Suddenly there is a strange feeling. If he doesn't do anything, maybe she can always say that.
"The new owner of the old house is a special 38-year-old woman. I like to play with you. If you really want to go back, I will accompany you." Wen Ru actually didn't really want him to go back. Although rumors end in the wise, but usually, the rumors are much more, and there are more people who believe. Even if he knows that he is not an illegitimate child, he will always feel sad when he hears those who hurt.
Jiang got up and took out a can of new beer from the refrigerator. After a long time, he walked to the door and slowly sat down against the wall.
"When I arrived at Jiang's home, I really couldn't move. Fortunately, Jiang Shaohua didn't go out, and he took the initiative to send me to the school where you attended."
There was only one wall between the two, and the back was against the back. The temperature on the other side was complaining, and the river pulled the can pull ring and listened silently.
"After delivery, I said that we should have three meals together. The ghost wants to eat with him. I want to smoke when I see his face... Oh, no, kidding, haha."
When Jiang Shaohua turned around and took things, she seemed to have taken off her shoes and raised it. She wanted to smoke him... Jiang took a sip of wine and didn't find her lips curled up slightly.
When I think of high-heeled shoes, the topic of warmth is partial. "When you say, do you know how a woman walks on a seven-inch high heel and walks for a long time?" Ah, it is really a life to die."
Wen Ruo did not feel that he had collapsed from the floor. He sighed and sighed. "Every woman who is forced to walk in high heels is a winged angel..."
Seven-inch high heels? He seems to have not noticed. Jiang was subconsciously using **** for a length, and then quickly reacted to how stupid his actions were.
He held his finger into a fist and poured a large mouthful of wine into his mouth, just about to get up. Suddenly I heard Wen Ruo’s voice screaming.
"Yeah! A big blisters!"
Jiang was pumping away from the corner of his mouth. Before he could leave the door, the temperature at the end was already starting to smash.
"I said how it hurts! Jiang Xiaoli, my feet are blistered, my ankles are swollen, my pants are so dirty that I can't wear them. In order to find you out of the smell of sweat... I have never been like this in my life. It’s so bleak.
Hey, you have no conscience, don't let me go in and take a shower to change clothes. When I was a child, I was still so good to you. Now that the wings are hard, I will fly. I don’t recognize a person who will bring you a big urine..."
Jiang was squinting at her eyebrows, and she was so depressed that she gave the color to the character of the house. It used to be like this, and I still play this trick now. He is 18 years old, not five years old!
"Jiang Xiaoli--" Wen Ruo continued to work harder.
"Shut up!" Jiang couldn't bear it, pushed the door open at the door, and looked down at her.
Wen Ruo knows the time to close his mouth, and one hand sneaked to pull his trouser legs.
"It’s as warm as it is."
"Well?~" Her eyes lit up and her eyes smiled.
Wen Rucheng believes that her sorrowful bitterness program can not let her go to the room, more or less can improve the impression points.
Although the milk powder was not bought by her, the diapers were not changed by her. However, she was also accompanied (watching?), coughing. I did not expect to have only one sentence -
"After you, you will throw you down."
Ok. Either endure or roll. Jiang Xiaoli, you have kind!
The author has something to say: Thanks to the grandmother of the Benjamin and the Monarch of the Devil's family, the mother no longer has to worry about mine and the support of the West! thank you all!挨 only mouth mouth ~ (づ ̄3 ̄) づ ~
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