Chapter 139

Although the heart is very despised Yan Jiang this timid behavior, but Han Zhan still turned on the light. He turned over to sleep on his side and soon fell asleep.

Han Zhan was a soldier, and he could sleep in the cold and bitter environment. But Yan Jiang is different. Except Song Fei, Yan Jiang has never been in the same bed with others.

Suddenly, he wants to be in a room with a strange man. Yan Jiang is very uncomfortable. He has been playing with the mobile phone until his eyes hurt. The mobile phone hit his face several times. Finally, he couldn't hold on to sleep.

--In the other room, Song Fei whispers to Song Ci.

Song Ci says to Song Fei, "Song Fei, a Jiang..." realizing that the name of Yan Jiang is wrong again, Song Ci changes his words: "brother Jiang is the boy who wrote you a love letter on your birthday, do you know?"

Song Fei: "yes."

Song porcelain asked her again: "forget to ask you, the first time you received a love letter from a boy, what do you think?"

Song Fei is too lazy to talk to song porcelain about those who have no, she said with disgust: "sleep." Song Fei turned off the light.

Song porcelain turned on the light again. She turned on her side and gazed at Song Fei's sleeping appearance with her eyes closed. She said clearly, "you are shy." It turns out that Song Fei is also shy.

Song Fei did not say a word, as if he was really asleep.

Song porcelain sticks out its index finger and points on the tip of Song Fei's nose.

Song Fei's eyes open a slit and stare at Song porcelain coldly. Song porcelain took back his hand and pressed both hands under his head. Then he said, "I know brother Jiang likes you. I was really shocked. Who would have thought that such a timid person would dare to like you. "

Song Fei didn't like it. "What's wrong with me?" Is she a night fork or a devil with a black face and tusks!

Song porcelain counted the important things Song Fei had done: "the tattoo in your class called you a monster behind his back. Did you lock him in the men's room and let him stay with a black browed snake all night?"

"What's more, when a gangster is following you on a motorcycle, did you hit his wheel with a gun nail, causing him to have an accident?"

"Oh! Besides, there is a gossipy woman downstairs who scolds my mother. Did you distribute the video screenshots of her stealing men to the whole community...

Song Fei: "shut up!"

Song porcelain chuckled and sighed: "my parents were worried that when you grew up, no one would dare to pursue you. How could you know that brother Jiang is so brave."

Song Fei found the scene with a sentence: "do you want me to tell Han Zhan that you secretly fell in love with a senior high school student at the age of 13, secretly take pictures of him, and give him a chocolate scarf?"

"... you are cruel."

The world suddenly quieted down.

I haven't talked with each other for too many years. No matter how weak he is, he can't bear to sleep.

So is song porcelain.

Under the quilt, the two sisters' hands suddenly and tightly clasped together.

"Song porcelain, I'm sorry, I've worked hard for you these years." Song Fei said suddenly.

Song porcelain nose and eyes together sour, tears suddenly flow out. Song Fei, I'm sorry. I'm not as smart as you, and I'm not as brave as you. You were the one who really should have escaped into the toilet

"It's my blind eyes and my father. In the last life, Mu Mian dug your heart out of you. I listened to him foolishly and respected him as a close person. Song Fei, I'm useless. I'm not protecting you. "

Song Fei is not happy.

There is one thing Song Fei didn't tell anyone about. In fact, she has memories of the last life. When Mu Mian took her heart in her last life, she was conscious, but she couldn't wake up.

Because she was a vegetable, Mu Mian didn't give her an anesthetic when she took her heart. So when her heart was dug away, Song Fei could feel the pain of her body being cut by a blade and her heart being dug away, but she couldn't even cry.

She couldn't say it. If she said it, it would only deepen the pain in Song porcelain's heart.

"Song porcelain, when all this mess is over, let's go and worship our parents."

"Good."

...

the next day, song porcelain went to an intermediary in person and sold the house that the government compensated her family when the house was demolished. The location of the house is good. It is near the subway station. A very famous foreign private noble school has been built nearby. Many people have visited the house in one day.

On the third day, the house was favored by a rich family, and the price was repeatedly pressed by the other party. Finally, the house was negotiated at a price of 8.3 million yuan. The other party was very straightforward, and within a day signed a contract, saying that the money was paid to song porcelain.

Over the years, Mu Mian has spent 16 million on behalf of Song Ci sisters. Song Ci took out the rest of her savings, plus the demolition money, the money to sell the house, and the head expenses during the demolition, the total amount on hand was only 15 million yuan.

It's still hundreds of thousands.

After thinking about it, song porcelain finally asked Han Zhan to borrow money.

After work, Han Zhan listened to Song Ci say he wanted to borrow money. He was happy, but he was helpless. "Borrow money? We are husband and wife. Do you have to calculate the money so clearly with me? If you want it, I'll give it to you. "Song porcelain said, "you can do anything else, but this is not the case. This is the grudge between our sister and Mu Mian. I borrowed the money from you. When Liang Bo makes money, I will pay you back. "

Han Zhan can only agree. "Yes, but apart from this, you can't be too clear with me." Han Zhan kneaded song porcelain's hair and said earnestly, "porcelain treasure, I like you to tangle with me."

"Yes." Song porcelain rubbed his stomach and asked Han Zhan, "can I eat durian?"

Han Zhan did not hesitate, agreed in a light tone, "yes."

Song porcelain was puzzled, "you can't smell that."

Han Zhan said mysteriously, "I have been prepared." Han Zhan goes to the kitchen, takes out a gas mask from the cabinet and puts it on his face to cover up his handsome face.

Song porcelain is amazing. Mobile phone brother took a picture of Han Zhan and sent it to make complaints about her brother, micro-blog.

Han Aoyu is a fashionable old man. He is a thief in Weibo, wechat and QQ. Since he knew song porcelain was a micro blog big V, he quickly paid attention to the other party for the first time, and asked song porcelain to close him back.

Han Aoyu's microblog is named "farmland master".

After seeing Song Ci's updated micro blog, Han Aoyu couldn't help but leave a bitter tear for his grandson. He left a message in Song Ci's comment area: "what a smart child. 】

Zhong Buhui walked into the house with a vegetable basket and saw Han Aoyu shaking his head and sighing at a mobile phone. He asked Han Aoyu, "what are you looking at, master?"

Han Aoyu put down his mobile phone and said with emotion: "Zhan Zhan is smart. How did he think of wearing a gas mask to resist the smell of Durian?" Han Aoyu patted his head, chagrined, "how could I have never thought of it?"

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