Shui Anluo finally takes the video and poster. The video is going to flatter Xinle's younger brother, and the poster and the surrounding area are going to flatter Xinle's mother.

Shui Anluo tidied up everything and was stopped by Feng Feng when he came to the door.

"I said, girl, are you tired of living like this?" Feng Feng leaned against the door, holding a cup and looking out of the door, he put the water on his hat.

Water an Luo dun for a while, standing in the tuyere, looking back at Feng Feng, "tired, but do not do so, my heart tired." Shui Anluo said, holding the things in his arms and waving to Feng Feng, then turned and ran back to his home.

Qinxin garden is particularly beautiful in winter, especially after snow. Although it is cold, it makes people feel better.

Shui Anluo is walking on the snow with posters and videos in her hands. The dim light of the street lamp hits her shadow on the ground, which looks bleak.

She couldn't have been apologetic to Xinle.

Even if this matter is not her initiative, but passively above, also because of her, Xinle will be injured.

So, how can we not care.

Xinle was not told about shuianluo, so Xinle didn't know.

After daybreak, Xinle gets up and looks at the car downstairs. At this moment, Mo Lu is standing beside the car, not knowing what he is looking at.

Xinle put down the curtain and fidgeted to ignore it.

Mo Lu Su's feet are covered with cigarette ends. He seldom smokes, but this time, he has smoked all his life.

After taking the last one, Mo Lu Su looks up at Xinle's room. It's his third day here and the third night in the car. He doesn't even know when he will have the patience?

Mo Lu Su dropped his cigarette end and the mobile phone in the car lit up. He opened the door and took it out. Seeing the caller ID, he still picked it up after a pause. "Dad."

"Don't forget what I told you at noon. Come early."

"Dad, I'm busy today." Mo Lu said in a deep voice.

And just after Mo Lu Su's voice dropped, not far away, he saw Shang Hui's car stop at the door of the apartment.

Shanghui got out of the car with a mobile phone. "Yes, my parents said they wanted to see you. I'd like to see my uncle and aunt by the way. It was in yesterday's fumanlou. They ordered a private room."

Mo Lu Su gave a little meal, as if he didn't pay attention to what his father said over there. He said directly, "I know. I'll go there at noon."

Mo Lu Su hung up and watched Shang Hui enter the front door of the apartment. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

See your parents?

Just right!

His father was there, too.

After Shang Hui went upstairs, he was pulled to his room by Xinle before he explained his intention to Xinle's parents. "Are you crazy? Now what's the situation, you need to meet the parents? "

"Get married." What Shang Hui said is natural.

Xinle leans on the table and looks at Shanghui seriously. It turns out that Xueba is irrational.

It was because he saw Li Zi and the monitor fit together yesterday that he was in a hurry to get married.

What do you want to prove?

Prove that I live well without you, Li Zi?

Or to prove that you Li Zi is not everything to me.

Xinle's anger of not being used at the moment just feels sorry for Shanghui.

She has done this kind of self deception.

"Shang Hui, do you read romantic novels? It's the kind that the president falls in love with me. " Xinle suddenly asked, and asked very seriously.

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