"Thank you." Jian Xiaolu takes the paper towel he handed over and wipes it. Sure enough, there is some residual oil residue on the paper towel.

Not far away on the table, the three or two friends who had been forgotten for a long time by Xu Heguang looked at them with astonished expressions.

"Me. Shit! Hercules is not it, leave us and go to the younger sister? "

"66666, I almost got it just now."

"Ni Ma, ask him if he has a girlfriend and he doesn't even say it. I didn't expect to hide it in the back."

...

parked quietly outside the window in the car on the side of the road, the car was dead silent...

Assistant Lin didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere, and Zheng Junan looked at the table with great tension.

I saw the man not only sitting opposite to jianxiaolu, but also reaching for the past intimately!

My God! This kid wants to take advantage of his sister-in-law! Eat bear heart leopard gall!

Look at Ye Jincheng again. His face is tense. His angry expression seems to rush out of the car next second.

Zheng Junan hurriedly stopped him. "Jincheng, don't be impulsive. Impulsive is the devil."

Zheng Junan, a friend of Ye Jincheng for so many years, is not Zheng Junan if he doesn't know what he will do under the condition of anger.

However, ye Jincheng turns a deaf ear to it. When he opens the door, he will go down. The heavy rain outside blows in a little.

At this time, Zheng Junan cried out, "wipe! My hairstyle! "

Zheng Junan is sitting on the side of the door, and he still sticks to the door.

When ye Jincheng was silent, he went to pull the door. He was frightened. After sitting steadily, he touched his head. Even though he dodged faster, there was still some rain on his head.

Although he has short hair, he has no right to love beauty.

Time is silent for a few seconds.

Ye Jincheng, on the edge of rage, saw that Jane Xiaolu easily avoided Xu Heguang's arm, and her cold face changed slightly, then closed the door.

Surprised at the man's changing mood like the uncertain weather, Zheng Junan turned to the window.

Trough! What did he miss just now! He doesn't know anything! And now Jane Xiaolu is wiping with a paper towel. What's the matter!

Who can tell him what's going on in this, and let the anger of the big iceberg go away?

...

no matter how insensitive Jane Xiaolu is to emotional matters, when she thinks of Xu Heguang's act of intimacy just now, she immediately understands Xu Heguang's intention.

Does he have a moment in his mind when he thinks it is impossible, but when he thinks of the gift he sent on the day of killing, and in the process of shooting, the little artist often talks about his special to himself, and suddenly understands that...

all these things are combined, and some things gradually become clear.

and now he is abnormal. He seems to be very concerned about whether he has seen anything in the perfume box.

Jian Xiao Lu feels that it is necessary for him to explain clearly.

"Xu Heguang."

"What's the matter, Xiao Lu?" The gentle smile on the corner of a man's lips, like the spring breeze in March, makes people drunk.

In other words, facing Xu Heguang's unshakable smile, she has long been deeply reduced and fallen into a depression...

Jane Xiaolu looks at him with a rare seriousness on her face.

"Xu Heguang, I have something to talk with you -"