Chapter 642

Mingming pursed her lips, and for a moment, her heart was filled with acid.

She got up and stood behind Wang Bo, "Wang Bo, in fact, it's really OK. I often meet these people and have experience."

Wang Bo looked up, took a breath, turned around and yelled at her:

"you are a girl. You see, a girl as old as you, who is not eating, dressing and playing? You What's your life like? "

A man in his eighties is crying at the moment.

For a moment, he leaned against the wall and gazed at his arm. Suddenly, he was very unhappy.

In my memory, this is the first person who loves her so much besides my grandfather.

"Wang Bo, I..."

"Don't do it, OK? Please, you don't know how hard it took me to accept your life these days. I For the first time, I feel that I'm a waste, I can't help my good friend, i... "

He was very excited.

Mingming once felt that men should not shed tears when they shed blood.

But at this moment, facing Wang Bo crying like a child in front of her, she only felt moved and sad.

I was shocked and speechless for a long time.

Two people only care about their own emotions, did not find, and they a cabinet separated by the place, leaning against a man.

Hand cut suits will be a man's body is a good show out.

Cold and handsome face, but catching a smile can not be hidden.

Eyes, as if to see a new prey, flashing special light.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to people, "smelly fish, I found a very interesting thing."

The other side returned a white eye to him, and then came a sentence, "I don't know who's going to have bad luck."

After Mingming sent Wang Bo away, because she was injured, the boss let her off duty ahead of time.

Just went out, walked a few steps, saw a few men, surrounded by, to a man lying on the ground punching and kicking.

She has never been a very warm-hearted person, and she is too lazy to take care of such things.

Even if she has the ability to meddle.

Just, the man, suddenly climbed over, holding her leg, "sister, help me, help me."

Young voice, and tall looks out of place, and his words sister, let Mingming slow for a while, just slow God.

"Get out of my way. It's none of your business. Mind your own business."

Someone pointed a stick to her head and yelled.

Looking at the man, he asked: "how much revenge do you have when so many of you beat him like this?"

"He stole a lot of things from our street. A fool, I think, is not stupid at all. It's not a pity to kill him."

There was a response.

Stupid? Mingming frowned, subconsciously lowered his head, and looked at the man who was crawling on the ground, resting his head on her shoes, and smiling at her.

I can't help swallowing. It's really outrageous. Such a good-looking man is a fool.

Since he is a fool, he has to mind his own business.

Many years later, when Mingming thought of this night, she felt that everything was destined.

It's a piece of cake to solve a few out of class gangsters, even if they are injured.

Three five divide two, those a few people, then beat by her to run away.

When I turned around, I found that the man just squatted by the wall, staring at her with interest.

That's not stupid.

Mingming raised his arm and looked at him. He took out a steamed bun from his arms and handed it to Mingming.

Think of just those people's words, clearly shake his head, turn around, then want to leave.

She doesn't live like herself, so she's not interested in popularizing science for anyone, what should and shouldn't be.

It's just that some things can't start.

When Mingming arrived at home downstairs, the following steps also stopped.

She knew she was in trouble.

Turning around, she stared at the man, "don't follow me. I can't protect myself. I'm not a good person. I can't support you."

Finish saying, opened downstairs guard against theft door, enter a door, close a door, in one go.

When she got to the third floor, she couldn't help looking down at the railing of the stairs.

From a distance, I saw the man sitting on the opposite flower bed.

Looking up, four eyes relative, there is a moment of flicker, this man's eyes clearly with a touch of fun, but when she wants to see, is a face of silly.

The exposed arm was full of scars, and the blood stains under the eyelids were very dazzling under the street lamp.

Mingming takes back his sight, continues to go upstairs, goes home, washes and does it. It's almost 12 o'clock.

Lying on the bed, she tossed and turned, her head full of the man's solitary appearance.I remember that when my grandfather died, she used to lie on the open-air chair in the park, looking at the wonderful world in front of her, but she felt that there was no place for her to go.

That kind of loneliness, so helpless, let her remember.

Put on a coat, downstairs, the man saw her open the door, suddenly stood up from the ground.

Super she came.

If it wasn't for her quick reaction, it would be time for her to hold her.

Step back, she pointed to the man, "stand still."

The man sucked his nose, then stood upright and looked at Mingming motionlessly.

That appearance, if it is an adult, clearly did not feel anything wrong, but the clear eyes looking at her, she actually feel unbearable.

He turned his head and pointed inside. "Come in!"

He went upstairs and asked the man behind him, "what's your name?"

The man shook his head.

The next two days, the man pestered Mingming. He would follow her wherever she went. Even when she went to the bathroom, he squatted outside the door.

The young aunt, who lives in the opposite door, said with a smile when she saw two people going out and entering the duel, "clearly, my boyfriend looks very good!"

I want to open my mouth, but I haven't said anything.

She is a little annoyed. She will go to class the day after tomorrow. How can this man solve this problem?

"Do you know where you live and what your parents' names are?"

The man blinked his eyes, took out an iron plate with some wear marks from his neck and handed it to Mingming, "sister, look."

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