Chapter 119

If it wasn't for that mistake, Tong en might not have married him, and he wouldn't mistakenly regard Tong Yutong as Tong en because he drank too much wine!

According to the eyebrows, Ji Jinhe feels that things are in a mess, not in accordance with his ideas.

His original plan was to send Tong en to study abroad for a few years. In these years, he could use the influence of his family to achieve the goal he wanted, and then marry him home. Tong en is the woman he wants to marry. Ji Jinhe recognized her at the first sight of her.

Ji Jinhe's thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and suddenly grabbed her shoulders. Her voice was indifferent: "tell me, where did your clothes come from?"

"Ji Jinhe, is there something wrong with you? You broke my door!" She pointed to the door that had been kicked to the ground. It had not been locked. She pushed it in. He made the door like this.

Tong en's angry eyes on him, and his apologies disappeared. He glanced at his door and came down from the upstairs to stand in front of him.

Ji Jinhe wipes his face. It's all dirty water. Most of his body is wet. No matter how elegant he looks, he looks like a drowned chicken. He opens his cold eyes and looks at Tong en.

Tong en opened his mouth and saw that the visitor was frozen in the same place. He said in a low voice: "Ji Jinhe..."

Ji Jinhe opens the door, Jun's face is splashed with dirty water, and his face changes shape.

Tong en is cleaning up the upstairs, carrying a bucket of water down, suddenly heard someone knocking at the door, is going to go down to open the door for him, the next second the door was suddenly kicked open, Tong en was scared to shake his hand, the bucket of water directly down the stairs.

"Tong en! Tong en

He saw her clothes hanging in front of her house, as well as men's clothes. The clothes were pinched out of folds by men. He tightened his fingers, walked over and knocked on the door.

But now!

A thin bamboo clothes drying pole is horizontal on the tripod, on which clean clothes are hung. There is a smell of soap in the air. Ji Jinhe is no stranger to this smell. Tong en used to use this kind of soap many years ago. For a while, he could tell where Tong en was when he smelled it.

Step in front of the door to stop, Ji Jinhe casual glance, the distance of the clothes pole attracted him.

Ji Jinhe immediately got out of the car and closed the door. When he wanted to walk by, a bicycle was ringing. He frowned and stepped back. He swept the cyclists coldly and went straight ahead.

Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped in front of a wooden house. Before Tong Yutong took him by, Ji Jinhe remembered that she said: "this is the house my father used to live in. It's broken and rotten. I don't know how to live in it. I've been in there. It leaks on rainy days and it's dead on sunny days. Now only Tong en lives here foolishly. I don't know what she thinks. "

Ji Jinhe returns to the car and steps on the gas. The blue car rushes out.

Tong en, the name has been whispering in my heart many times.

Tong en was so choked by him that she took a breath and heard him say the clothes at the door. She bit her lip and said, "the clothes in front of my house are my own! Let go

Ji Jinhe lowered his voice and roared: "are those men's clothes yours? Who's going to tell me! "

In my impression, Ji Jinhe has always been a polite gentleman. He is gentle and gentle. He is as angry as he is today. It's the first time that Tong en sees him.