V2.Chapter 72

Wen zhixia was just worried about how to go back to face his stepmother and Li Lei. Now he is following Yi Yi's back. Such worries have long been reduced to ashes.

Wen's villa at this time bright lights, just into the living room to see is holding a fruit plate, big cross legged sitting on the sofa stepmother.

Before still said that the hand fracture, now uses is more convenient than anyone, this cannot help her again sophistry.

Before entering the house, I could hear the faint sound of the TV and the strong rhythm of rock music.

"Auntie, I'm back!"

She did not know why there was an illusion that she was the one who did the wrong thing.

Respectfully said hello to the stepmother in the living room.

The stepmother saw easy Junrong, put down the fruit plate in her hand, and her hand again showed an unbearable pain.

Squint at the easy reaction.

It is not easy to put her in the eyes, half of the body, looking at Wen zhixia, a look to let her lead the way.

Wen zhixia touched his black eyes and went upstairs.

"My room is upstairs, and there are not many things. In fact...

when she wanted to say that she could, she took a look at her stepmother and the people in the room with rock music. She did not dare to think about the consequences of putting them together.

It's better to take the easy ice back to your room.

Wen zhixia opens the door of her room, because the big room has already been occupied by Li Lei and her stepmother. She only lives in a small room.

"Whatever you want, I'll clean it up first!"

I don't know if easy will dislike her small room. Wen zhixia's face is a little hot, so she opens her suitcase and starts to clean up.

Although the room is not big, it can be tidied up very neatly, full of the taste of Wen zhixia, so easy to be in a good mood.

Originally thought that the sentence "there are not many things" downstairs was just a polite remark, but after less than five minutes, Wen zhixia packed up all his things. He just had a small suitcase in his hand.

It looks like she's real. There's not much.

After closing the door, the two men went down the stairs.

Because before the two people left, Li Lei told his stepmother all about Yi Yi's identity. So now, as a stepmother who knows Yi Yi better, she doesn't dare to do anything bad to Wen zhixia.

The two people downstairs, obviously feel a lot of quiet at home, the restless sound of rock music has disappeared, and the sound of TV is also much smaller.

"Auntie, I'm going to stay with my classmates for a few days."

After greeting the stepmother, they walked out of the hall without looking at the stepmother's reaction.

In the courtyard, the low street lights were on the way to the gate.

I still remember that these little street lamps were specially set up by my father for Wen zhixia, who was suffering from night blindness. Now I think of the time when I was taken care of by my father, I was really happy.

The box is very small. The trunk of the car can be easily incorporated into it.

After putting the trunk in order, two people open the driver's and co driver's doors from both sides of the car to enter the car smoothly.

Thank you

Wen zhixia, who entered the car, thought of what he had done easily for himself today. Moreover, he had not returned home. From where he looked, he had to say thanks to others.

"Just two words to thank you again?"

Gently put down the handbrake, the car started smoothly, easy face never turned to Wen zhixia.

The scene of that day began to come back in his mind. Wen zhixia's small face soon became red, and his two big eyes looked at his small hands.

Aware of the side of the small woman in shy, easy also did not say anything, just slightly up the corner of the mouth.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage.

"Buzz! Buzz

Wen zhixia's mobile phone vibrated and broke the ambiguous atmosphere. After picking up the mobile phone and seeing the name on the screen, Wen zhixia hesitated for a few seconds.

Secretly looked at, easy to drive, see he did not notice himself, this just picked up the phone.

"Hello

Wen zhixia, who deliberately did not say who he was, thought it would be easy to know who the caller was, but she seemed to underestimate his observation ability.

As early as she took out the phone, easy had already seen the name on the screen.

Because see to that man intimate address, holding the steering wheel hand unconsciously tight a bit.

"Zhi Xia, can I eat the rice I said today tomorrow?"

Nan Wenjing's voice came from one end of the phone. I think it's better to make an appointment for dinner that day. Otherwise, it will be stingy to mention it later.

"Yes! You decide the time, the place and the person! "

Remembering the request of today's nanwenjing, Yan Luoluo added a character in the back, which made Nan Wenjing at the end of the phone laughing.Wen zhixia here also because of his own wit, the face of a smile, completely ignored the side of the black face easy.

"It's 12 o'clock tomorrow at the gate of your school? You and me

Although I don't know why I decided to meet at the gate of her school, since it was proposed by eugong, she took all the orders.

It's easy to notice that Wen zhixia's old and antique communication tools have been used for a long time. She wants to replace her with the latest one. Now it seems that there is no need to change it.

Because he likes the function of leaking the voice on the phone. He can hear the conversation between two people without any trace. Now, with such developed communication, only Wen zhixia is left.

After hanging up the phone, the car recovered again, only the quiet atmosphere of breathing sound.

Some guilty Wen zhixia, big eyes squint at the driver's seat easy.

She was relieved not to see what he asked.

The excellent white Jetta glides into the neighborhood near Wen zhixia's school.

As the night wore on, the lights on the first floor of the room had already gone out, and livisi must have been asleep.

After saying goodbye with a suitcase, Wen zhixia, who wants to leave, is easy to stop.

"Cell phone, give it to me."

The easy long arm stretched out from the window and stretched out in front of Wen zhixia.

"Ah?"

He clearly had a mobile phone. Why did he still use his own mobile phone? Wen zhixia's eyes glanced at the shape of the mobile phone looming in the pocket of his coat.

"My cell phone is out of power. Please lend it to me."

It's easy to take a look at the pocket of the phone and explain the opening.

"Ah

Although he did not know what he wanted to do, Wen zhixia still handed him his mobile phone.

See, easy to take back the hand, slender fingers on the screen, do not know what to play with.

"Well, good night."