Zhao Lanxiang took a deep breath, turned her head indifferently after throwing the next sentence, and left.
"none of your business."
This very ridiculous sarcasm, light and fluffy, seemed to have no weight, and was slightly submerged in the whistling cold wind.However, it was this light and light tone that plunged into Jiang Jianjun's heart and lungs like a needle.
His pupils contracted suddenly.
The tranquil lights of Wanjia are extinguished one by one. How many extremely quiet and deep nights did she sleep on the sofa waiting for him, and she would occasionally ask carefully what he did today?
He will warn that it is not your business.
He unexpectedly recalled this familiar conversation, which was a long time ago, or he didn't care about her reaction at all, and Jiang Jianjun could not remember her expression now.
Jiang Jianjun frowned, and the accumulated heartache spread back little by little.
It turns out that this sentence can hurt people.
Jiang Jianjun said with a cry: "You... I will know sooner or later without saying that."
Zhao Lanxiang stopped suddenly, her ex-husband was born again, and her brain followed the water, and a lot of women were waiting for him to pick them up.
Then she let him have a good taste of the broken head.
Zhao Lanxiang pretended to have a sympathetic and bored expression on her face.
She said bluntly: "You gave me a sense of frustration. I have never had any hardships since I was young, and everyone around me likes me, and I have never met anyone who has not scorned me and refused so much. thorough."
"To be honest... after you wrote that letter to me, I won the victory completely, and I didn't feel happy from the heart, I also understood the feeling of the previous investment in you, not what I thought Species."
Zhao Lanxiang took the initiative to throw out the flaws of neglecting to write letters, and used another reasonable original explanation to explain it, and by the way, lay the foundation for what she would do later.
"I like an independent and strong man, not like you are stalking like brown sugar. Since you asked, I will tell you."
"The man I like is not much he talks about, but he is steadfast, positive and enthusiastic, smart and hardworking."
The more Zhao Lanxiang said, Jiang Jianjun's face was darker.But her eyes at the moment are so real that they are not deceiving, and those beautiful descriptions spit out from her mouth as if mixed with thick honey.He could smell it through the air.
Her feelings are as strong as ever, when love is like fire and flames.
However, every word resembled a needle and stuck in his heart.The vinegar caused him to explode and the glaciers burst. The overwhelming feeling almost overwhelmed him.
This strong jealousy was only tasted by Jiang Jianjun at the smuggler, and he endured it.
He put away the smile that didn't belong to him, and said lightly, "There is still."
Zhao Lanxiang said: "Also, I like him unilaterally, please don't interfere with his life!"
...
"It's cute. It looks as tall as Sanya. It's very lively and I'm not afraid of life."
"He is two years younger than Sanya."
He Songbai was silent for a moment, "He looks very tall."
The baby in the countryside fell into the city for a long time, not to mention the three girls who were pulled by the poor hand in hand. The seven-year-old girl was actually almost as tall as the five-year-old tiger.He Songbai was very happy to see the object, but these days, he was very stressed.
He witnessed her come down from the car with her family talking and laughing. She was wearing new clothes for the New Year. Her black ponytail hair was surrounded by a black scarf, revealing a half of her face. Decent.
In an era when you can own a bicycle, the existence of a small car is undoubtedly a shocking and mobile "power and momentum".
Her family is decent and bright, and there are endless stream of people who come to the house to visit, and they are all well-dressed.
Standing in the street alley, He Songbai looked up at the dim light leaking from the floor, and truly felt the family situation of the subject once, which was much better than he originally thought.This made He Songbai feel that he would not have enough chips to marry Zhao Lanxiang next spring.
He subconsciously touched the hard objects in the bag.
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on his bulging bag and whispered, "What are you still doing, the things in the bag are not afraid of being checked?"
"Return to the guesthouse as soon as possible, you..." She seemed to have thought of something and snatched his bag. "The guesthouse is afraid that it is not safe. Give it to me."
"No one dares to check my house."
Her voice was very low, very low, and her ear was pointed at He Songbai.
Zhao Lanxiang said, he hadn't listened to the man's answer for a long time, and suddenly he turned his head and slammed into the gloomy glance that he had no time to take back.She lowered her head suddenly, making a vague murmur, and concealing her complex emotions.
She slapped her head and said suddenly: "You haven't seen my parents yet, so I came here for a visit and had to come to the door."
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Brother Bo: Why... didn't finish writing in one breath, let me see my father-in-law?
Ping Shengjun: Yesterday I expelled my mind and body more urgently,
At this moment it is like a waste dog.
Brother Bo: What do you want:)
Ping Shengjun: Are you distressed, writing a letter and confessing to Xiangxiang?
Ah~ Woman~ I can't get anything if I don't get it~
Jiang Jianjun: a bit
Ping Shengjun: Well, let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you show it or not, will you feel better in your heart?
Jiang Jianjun: "..."