Zhao Lanxiang took a deep breath, threw off a sentence, turned her head indifferently, and left.
"none of your business."
This extremely light sarcasm was so light that it seemed weightless, so slight that it was almost submerged in the whistling cold wind. However, it was this calm and light tone that penetrated Jiang Jianjun's heart and lungs like a needle.
His pupils shrank suddenly.
The quiet lights of Wanjia went out one by one. In many extremely quiet and deep nights, she slept on the sofa and waited for him. She occasionally asked him carefully what he did today
He'll warn you that it's none of your business.
He inadvertently thought of this familiar conversation. It was a long time ago, or he didn't care about her reaction at all. Jiang Jianjun couldn't remember her expression now.
Jiang Jianjun frowned, and those heartaches that had accumulated spread back little by little.
It turns out that this sentence can hurt people.
Jiang Jianjun said in a cold voice: "You... I will know sooner or later if you don't tell me."
Zhao Lanxiang stopped abruptly. Her ex-husband was reborn as if his brain was following water. There were a lot of women waiting for him to pick, and he had to knock hard rocks.
Then she let him have a good taste of kowtow.
Zhao Lanxiang's face pretended to be sympathetic and annoyed.
She said bluntly: "You give me a sense of frustration. I have never suffered anything since I was a child, and everyone around me likes me, and I have never met anyone who refuses me so eloquently. thorough."
"To be honest... After you wrote that letter to me, I was completely victorious, and I didn't feel happy from the bottom of my heart. I also understood that the feelings I put into you before were not the ones I thought. ."
Zhao Lanxiang first took the initiative to throw out the flaw of neglecting to write a letter, and explained it with another reasonable original, and by the way, laid the groundwork for what she was going to do later.
"I like independent and strong men, not your stalker and candy. Since you asked, I'll tell you."
"The man I like is quiet but down-to-earth, positive and warm-hearted, smart and hardworking."
The more Zhao Lanxiang said a word, the darker Jiang Jianjun's face became. However, the look in her eyes at the moment was so real that it couldn't be deceived. Those beautiful descriptions spit out from her mouth as if they were mixed with a lot of sweetness. He could smell it through the air.
Her feelings are as strong as ever, and when they are in love, they are fiery and scorching hot.
However, every word stuck in his heart like a needle. The jealousy made the volcano erupt and the glaciers burst in his heart, and the overwhelming feeling almost overwhelmed him.
This strong jealousy Jiang Jianjun had only tasted in that stinky profiteer, and he endured it for a long time.
He put away the smile that didn't belong to him, and said lightly, "There's more."
Zhao Lanxiang said: "Also, I like him unilaterally, please don't interfere with his life!"
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After Zhao Lanxiang returned home, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her sweater was probably wet with sweat.
If it wasn't for Jiang Jianjun himself who was deeply caught in the game, I am afraid that with his sharp eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's loopholes would soon be discovered.
Zhao Lanxiang took a walk outside, in fact, to see if there were any footprints of He Songbai nearby, and then she ran to the guest house where He Songbai lived, and asked that he had gone out with a big bag early in the morning.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't see He Songbai, so she turned back home, and her cousin and aunt who had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded her.
Those surprised and surprised eyes revealed a strong purpose.
"Niuniu, do you know Young Master Jiang?"
"What did Brother Jiang just say to you when you went out? Why did he leave? Hey, eldest sister, you are so naive, why didn't you even invite someone to drink a glass of water?"
Feng Lian dragged the two of them with a fortune, and gave Zhao Lanxiang a wink.
Zhao Lanxiang said lightly, "Don't you know each other?"
"We are ordinary little people, and we have nothing to do with others. I advise my sister to get rid of the idea of climbing knots, so as not to discredit the uncle."
She washed a fruit by herself and went downstairs to play with her brother Xiaohuzi. She threw the sandbag, and Xiaohuzi ran over, picked it up and threw it to her.
Little Huzi's eyes became brighter as he ran, and finally he was so tired that he sat on the ground panting heavily.
He pulled his sister's clothes: "Big girl, someone is watching me over there."
The child rushed across the street like a whirlwind. He quietly got into the alley, slowly moved to the man's side, pulled his pants and looked up and asked, "Aren't you going to play with me?"
The child is not as high as a man's knees, and his palm-sized face is covered with ashes, but his bright eyes are scorchingly bright. He waited expectantly and curiously for the man's answer.
The man finally squatted down and said fiercely, "Aren't you afraid that I will abduct you, you stupid child."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing when she saw the big and small squatting under other people's bungalows, looking at each other.
She lifted Xiao Huzi's waist, slapped his ass, and hit him a few times.
"I can bear with you, don't you remember how Dad told you?"
"You are not allowed to talk to strangers in the future. If a stranger insists on playing with you or giving you something to eat, tell your parents."
Zhao Lanxiang taught him a lesson.
She put down Xiaohuzi and stroked the soft hair on top of his head.
He Songbai was speechless for a while, he was... regarded as a counter-example and asked the subject to teach her brother a lesson
He choked, his temples throbbing with pain.
Xiaohuzi was beaten and fled back home as soon as his feet touched the ground.
He Songbai coughed lightly, "Is this... the little tiger?"
"It's very cute. She looks about the same height as Sanya. She's very lively, but she's not afraid of life."
"He is two years younger than Sanya."
He Songbai was silent for a moment, "He is quite tall."
The food and clothing of the children in the countryside fell far behind in the city, not to mention the three-year-old who was pulled by the poor. At the age of seven, she was almost as tall as a five-year-old Xiaohuzi. He Songbai was very happy to see the object, but these days, he was very stressed.
He witnessed her walking out of the car with her family talking and laughing. She was wearing new New Year's clothes, with her shiny black ponytail hair surrounding a black scarf, revealing half of her fair face. Appropriate.
In a time when owning a bicycle was enviable, the existence of the car was undoubtedly a terrifying, mobile "power and power".
Her family is decent and splendid, and there is an endless stream of people who come to pay New Year's greetings, and they are all well-dressed.
Standing in the alley, He Songbai looked up at the dim light leaking from the floor, and truly felt the family situation of the object, which was much better than he had thought. This made He Songbai feel that he might not have enough bargaining chips to marry Zhao Lanxiang in the spring of next year.
He subconsciously touched the hard items in the bag.
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on his bulging bag, and said in a low voice, "Why are you still standing there, the contents of the bag are not afraid of being checked?"
"Go back to the hostel as soon as possible, you..." She seemed to have thought of something and snatched his bag, "I'm afraid the hostel is not safe, give it to me."
"No one dares to check my house."
Her voice was extremely low and low, and she said to He Songbai with her ears.
Zhao Lanxiang was talking and talking, without listening to the man's answer for a long time, suddenly turned her head to the side and met his dark eyes that he didn't have time to take back. She lowered her head suddenly and mumbled vaguely to hide her angry and complicated emotions.
She patted her head and suddenly said, "You haven't seen my parents yet, you finally came here, and you have to come to the door."
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Brother Bai: Why... I didn't finish writing in one breath, and let me meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law
Pingshengjun: Yesterday, the rush emptied my body and mind,
At this moment like a waste dog.
Brother Bo: What do I need you for : )
Pingshengjun: Are you distressed and wrote a letter to confess to Xiangxiang
Ah~ woman~ what I can't get is always in turmoil~
Jiang Jianjun: A bit
Pingshengjun: Then let me tell you, if it means that you are not playing, will you feel better in your heart
Jiang Jianjun: "..."