Nangong Jue came down soon, and has changed into a simple black home clothes, which looks taller and longer legs, but compared to the suits and leather shoes before the beasts... Bah, he looks well-dressed, but now it is A little more smoke.
Of course, there is a little more abstinence.
Although she doesn't want to take over this man, it doesn't prevent Le Yao from enjoying the beauty. The so-called beauty is delicious, but that's all. She finally understands what Song Qiaoqiao said before, watching Wu Ya eat more The mood for two bowls of rice.
Because she also ate two bowls, she ate it straight.
Aunt Bai delivered the hawthorn soup in good time.
After drinking a bowl, I finally felt comfortable.
Le Yao ignored the teasing in the eyes of the other party, got up and walked out.
This time, Nangong Jue did not stop him, but just got up and followed: "We will continue tomorrow night, Sunday, which happens to be the last day of the week, twice a week as promised."
Nangong Jue watched Le Yao enter Villa No. 2 before returning, rubbing his stomach, and he was exhausted. Such a good day.
The next morning, Le Yao connected with Qiao Qiao and broadcast live. In the evening, she went to the next door to cook a meal. Of course, she also went back after eating.
When I entered the door, I saw that Han Baozhu had just hung up the phone and asked casually, "Who's calling?"
"It's the village chief." Han Baozhu didn't hide it, "Alan, we have to go back."
"What happened?" Le Yao frowned.
"No." Han Baozhu hurriedly waved his hand, "It's just that we haven't been back for a few months. We still have three acres of land. Now it's time to plant autumn corn."
"When are you going to go back?" Le Yao's eyes lit up, "I'll be with you then." In Han Binglan's memory, in fact, the days in Lishuzhuang were the most important part of her life. happy days.
"Didn't the doctor say let's draw the line tomorrow? Let's do it on Tuesday or Wednesday." Han Baozhu smiled. After the line was drawn, he didn't have to sit in a wheelchair all the time.
"Okay." Le Yao nodded, so she had time to go to the mall to buy something. When she went back, she would always bring some gifts to the villagers who helped her.
I went to the hospital early the next morning. The doctor said that Han Baozhu was recovering very well. After the thread was drawn, he should exercise slowly and it would be no problem to return to normal.
In the afternoon, Le Yao took Han Xiangdong to the mall to buy gifts.
As soon as the payment was made, the old cell phone in the bag rang.
Le Yao frowned slightly, originally thought it would be someone from Korea Sheng, but she found out that it was an unfamiliar number, she hesitated and picked it up.
"Han Binglan." A woman's voice came over, a little sharp, "Why did it take so long to answer the phone?"
Le Yao frowned, why is her tone so aggressive? But he still said politely: "Who are you?"
"Don't you know who I am?"
"Should I know? I'll hang up if I don't say it."
"You dare to hang and try!"
Le Yao pouted, tried, and then hung up decisively.
"Whose phone number?" Han Xiangdong asked.
"A neurotic." Le Yao didn't care, "Let's go, go back."
He Rong on the other side:…
Is this woman going to heaven? Really hang up her phone?