Moyan candle pinched his face, ouch ~ it hurt!

So it's not a dream?

It's like pretending to be a corpse. She gets up from the bed and quickly dials jiangqingchi back. Her hands are shaking. She's useless. In front of him, she feeds the pigs.

The end was quickly connected and scolded, "is it dead?"

“…… Overslept. What's the matter? "

"What's the matter? 125 hours later, that's the first sentence to your husband? "

"I thought We broke up. "

In a word, jiangqingchi is going to spit blood.

OK, can't you ask me more? If you ask me more, I think this girl can still say something that is too angry for him.

"I'm at the station. Hurry up and pick me up."

"Which station?" Mu Yanzhu is confused.

"Which one are you talking about? That station in your town! "

Moyan Candle: "..."

After a simple cleaning up, I saw jiangqingchi wearing a dark coffee coat, black trousers and sneakers, with a temperament and a shape, and a gray scarf woven by her on her neck.

Mu Yanzhu waves at the clear pool of the river.

There are many people in the station. I don't know if he saw her.

The stomach Fei is, the mobile phone rings again.

Muyanzhu just "fed" a sound, jiangqingchi's firm voice came: "dwarf, stand still, I come here."

After that, the latter hung up the phone, stepped off those two long legs, like a walking hanger, and pushed the trunk straight to her side.

Jiangqingchi 185, 20 cm higher than moyanzhu. The eldest son pushed the suitcase aside and copied his hands into his coat pocket. Inside was a high neck sweater, which set off his sharp chin, straight and handsome boy.

Mu Yanzhu looked at him directly.

Five days of miss in this moment flooded, at this moment the warm light shrouded him, so charming outline, fascinated her eyes can not open.

"Jiang Yan, I haven't seen you in a few days. You are fat."

"Really? I still think I'm thin. " Moyan candle touched his face.

Jiang Qingchi smiled and suddenly took his hands out of his coat. He opened his arms and kept the movement still.

Moyanzhu: "why?"

"Hold me now!"

Moyan Candle: "..."

Half a step forward, two soft little arms copied from his armpit and hugged his thin waist.

Jiang Qingchi also hugged his daughter-in-law, rubbed her hair, hooked his mouth contentedly, and really missed her.

Nobody spoke.

Time goes by, and the air is quiet and warm.

Moyanzhu felt like he had been dreaming. He thought it was really going to be divided. He must break it off, and then suddenly there was a turning point. It was because he took the initiative, or she would take the initiative. It was very difficult. After contact, she is in a passive position.

"I like the scarf you gave me." Jiangqingchi takes the initiative to open its mouth.

“…… I'm sorry. I'm wrong. I won't take his things in the future. "

"Well."

Jiangqingchi got cheap and sold well.

"I don't care about you for the sake of you realizing your mistake."

Both sides went down a step, then no one spoke again, and held for a while, jiangqingchi bowed his head and kissed his face.

"No, it's at the station..." She ducked back.

"I'd love to. I'm kissing my daughter-in-law, not messing about."

Holding her chin, closing her eyes and kissing her, she fell down, tightened her arms, tried to embed her in her arms, tightly, never to be separated like a conjoined baby.

Until there were several coughs behind him.

Moyanzhu pushes away jiangqingchi.

Then I noticed that there was a man behind me, Jiang Jingming.

Jiang saner's classmate was just afraid that his brother would get lost by car, so he accompanied him.

Jiangqingchi ignored him, holding his face with moyanzhu in his hands and lowering his head.

“……” Third son's cough is worse.

Want to remind these two people to pay attention to a point, in broad daylight, but good intentions have no good report not to say, but also by jiangqingchi a voice roared back:

"voice is not good, go home to find Dad!"

Third son: "..."

*Muyanzhu takes jiangqingchi's box and takes him to the bus.

There are few taxis nearby, so we can't get there, so we have to take the bus.

The bus was full. Jiangqingchi put the box in the aisle and stuck it. Then he stood next to moyanzhu.

Originally, they were standing next to each other, and soon many people came up.

A greasy middle-aged uncle stood behind moyanzhu. He saw that jiangqingchi immediately pulled moyanzhu away.He circled her, with one hand around her waist and the other holding the handlebar.

Sometimes growing tall is also a kind of burden, for example, now, 185's tall boy, the bus ceiling is a little short, so jiangqingchi can only slightly bend his body and bow his back.

Mu Yanzhu was very distressed. "Tired?"

He hem, long eyebrow pick pick pick pick, "tired also have to stand, I come all."

"At the end of new year's day, I went back to school."

"Three days off on New Year's day, and I won't see you for another three days."

"So you came?"

"I heard that your house is gone. I'll see where you live now. If you live in a pigsty, I won't agree with you."

"Well Who on earth did you hear that? "

"It doesn't matter. Stand up."

Jiangqingchi turns her little head and holds her shoulder to keep her still.

Moyamen candle sipped the corner of the mouth.

It's a little sweet and sour in her heart. She doesn't want to be known by jiangqingchi.

"By the way, how can you still be angry with others when your brother comes to the station with you?"

"My name is brotherhood. What do you know?"

"Your brother is so pitiful. Apologize to him and say you won't yell at him later."

"He's not pitiful. He mistook me for a plane yesterday!"

Jiang san'er's son is a monkey. Don't look at his simple appearance. His stomach is full of crooked intestines. After all, he's a child of the old Jiang family. He knows everything.

Moyanzhu thought it was an airplane model and nodded, "what's the matter with that, your brother? What's the matter with an airplane model?"

"Hahaha!"

Jiangqingchi suddenly laughed and asked him to laugh and said nothing.

No, his face was cramped with laughter.

The silly daughter-in-law thought it was a model plane. He said it was a real small plane. She should not be scared to death.

Almost to the station, up a girl, is moyanzhu primary school students, named Zhang lulu.

At first mu Yanzhu didn't recognize her.

I haven't seen you for so many years. It has changed a lot. Zhang Lulu is much more beautiful than before.

Zhang Lulu carried her fake cow leather bag on one shoulder and smiled at mu Yanzhu. "Where was the primary school reunion last year, didn't you go?"

"There's nothing to go to. I haven't seen you for so many years."

"Ha ha, I didn't go either - ah, this is your boyfriend?"

Zhang Lulu looks at jiangqingchi. It's a good story. At least if you don't come up and ask, it's your boyfriend.

Moyan candle nodded, and the next second the primary school students gave a exclamation.

"You're so handsome. You look like a famous model."

Well

Handsome is handsome, famous model Mu Yanzhu felt that it would not fall.

"Don't praise him, he will be proud." She smiled perfunctorily.

Zhang Lulu didn't pay attention to the smoke candle. This time she looked directly at jiangqingchi.

"Handsome boy, are your friends as handsome as you? Introduce me. I'm single. "

Zhang Lulu was born with a pair of Danfeng eyes. When she smiles, she looks like a female fox.

Moyanzhu remembered that when she was in primary school, there were two boys in her class fighting for her, but Zhang Lulu didn't choose anyone at last. The next day, she fell in love with a boy in another class.

Jiangqingchi is so handsome. It's natural for moyanzhu to have a burden. Subconsciously, he pinched his arm.

Isn't this guy safe and sound? He's dressed so handsome when he's out. He's dressed so well. He's attracted by bees and butterflies on purpose.

Jiangqingchi looks down at her, with some fun in her eyes, and then slowly looks to zhanglulu, with a gentle face and a cold voice. "My friends are ugly."

"Hahaha is it true? That's a pity. Birds of a feather flock together. I think you are so handsome. I thought you were surrounded by excellent people. By the way, what's your job? Is it really a model? "

Jiangqingchi didn't take care of her this time, and there was some impatience between her eyebrows and eyes.

Moyanzhu chuckles and looks at zhanglulu silently. She licks her mouth awkwardly. After all, gualagua says something about her, but others don't like her, just like hot face and cold butt.

"Ah, where do you go to school now?" Zhang Lulu talks to moyanzhu again and finds herself a step down.

Moyamen candle talked with her in every way.

At the next stop, Zhang Lulu finally got off, and many people got off again and again.

Jiang Qingchi released the Moyan candle and moved his aching neck.

Now the car is very spacious, although there is no seat, "why is your village so remote?"

"Or you'd better go back. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

"As soon as I come, will you drive me away? Are you still human, Jiangyan? "

Moyan Candle: "..."

The old lady sitting in front of moyanzhu is about to get off the bus. She gets up and pats moyanzhu on the shoulder. "Little girl, it's not easy to stand all the way. Please sit down quickly."At that moment, moyanzhu almost ran away with tears!

Because usually, as long as she and jiangqingchi stay together, jiangqingchi is more popular than her. Relying on the face of the young and the old, she goes all the way and kills with beauty!

This time, the old lady even skimmed over jiangqingchi to let her sit. She finally has a place!

Then mu Yanzhu sat down without any hesitation.

Jiangqingchi stares at her.

That's obvious.

Moyamen candle's old blood was in his throat, how could he be so counseled.

Get up and pat him to sit. "Don't be tired, young master."

"Well, I'm a little tired. My back is aching. Come to your house and rub it for me."

He laughed loudly and happily. His face was gorgeous, and his heart beat was clearly hooked on her.

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Moyanzhu's face was hot and his ears were red.

On the bus, there are many big people and big women. Everyone laughs at the couple and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

……