"Where did you send the letter?" Xu Jinfeng asked curiously, her eyes were sharp, she saw the postcard at once, and immediately stopped working, shouting, "Is that Ye Haichao again?"
The sound of the sewing machine stopped at the same time, and Lou Juxiang and the others all looked at them with piercing energy. Ye Haichao's name was a man, and there were postcards. There was a situation.
Su Wanrou nodded shyly. She had already seen the three big characters on the back. Who the **** is this person? How did she pursue them? She even knew that she lived in Mopan Mountain.
"Is this a postcard? It's popular in the city to send this, who sent it to you?" Tang Laifeng asked with a smile.
Su Wanrou's face turned even redder, how could she be embarrassed to say that, but Xu Jinfeng hurriedly replied, "It's a man named Ye Haichao. When he was in Songcheng a few days ago, he sent a bunch of roses every day. Those flowers are so pretty, and they're so cute. I got a postcard and the words on it gave me goosebumps."
Xu Jinfeng rubbed her arms figuratively as she spoke, Su Wanrou looked embarrassed, regretted opening the letter, and should wait until the evening when no one was there.
Tang Laifeng and the others stopped working, and surrounded Su Wanrou in a circle, babbled.
"What is written on the postcard? Is it a love poem? I heard my sister-in-law say that the people in Songcheng are numb, and what else are you talking about dear, baby, ah..." Lou Juxiang exaggeratedly said, everyone booed. laughing out loud.
"It's a love poem, I still remember it."
Xu Jinfeng cleared her throat and was about to read a love poem. Su Wanrou hurriedly covered her mouth, but her small arms and calves couldn't stop Big Brother Xu, she could just block it with one finger.
"I'm going to read it to you? The thoughts that fall down high? It's digging into my heart."
Xu Jinfeng read a sentence seriously, but she didn't remember it clearly? Anyway, the general meaning is similar? Tang Laifeng and the others burst into laughter, and tears came out.
"What's the matter with your heart? With your mouth or your hands? This Ye Haichao is a sour scholar, right?" Tang Laifeng smiled and wiped his tears.
"You must be digging with your mouth? What's the point of digging with your hands, don't you think? That's not right? Why don't you just pick N directly? Don't all men want this!"
Lou Juxiang was more serious, but the words she said went straight to the high speed, about to drive into space.
Tang Laifeng and the others laughed even more wildly? They patted the sewing machine so loudly?
Xu Jinfeng didn't take this strength to heart at all ignored it and started to read the second paragraph, "What else? Let me think about it, what is it? Remember, water and stones? Bang bang, water touches stone? Stone touches water? That's how it is."
Tang Laifeng and the others were stunned for a while? Qi Qi laughed and winked at Su Wanrou vaguely.
"It's clearly just wanting to touch Wanrou, but it's still bumping, tsk tsk, this can't be more clear, Wanrou, this man just wants to sleep with you!" Lou Juxiang summed it up sophistically, and it's still in place.
"That's right, I can't understand it any more, Wanrou, what does this Ye Haichao do, what does he look like, if it's decent enough, just look everywhere." Tang Laifeng urged.
Su Wanrou was so embarrassed that she just wanted to sew into the ground. She had lived for thirty-seven years, and it was the first time she heard such straightforward and vulgar jokes. .
These people are too... too direct. She doesn't even know who they are.
"I don't know, don't talk about it, you're ashamed."
Su Wanrou covered her face, her voice softer than that of a mosquito.