Chapter 189: The Dead Tree (For the "A Little Air" Alliance Leader)

When he got in the car, Lin Ning had remorse.

The conditions for the cold and snow were really good.

Tall and long-legged, delicate facial features, fair skin, and hot body Leng Xue, no one will turn a blind eye.

Whether Leng Xue has a birthday or not, it doesn't matter if she lied to herself or not.

What is the purpose, Lin Ning is not stupid, how can he not feel it.

Acting with Leng Xue is the restlessness of adolescence and lust.

It is undeniable that women's clothing does have great convenience in some things.

However, no matter how rebellious the special props are, no matter how natural the female voice skills are, fake, they are fake after all, in the final analysis, they are the biggest liars.

On the day I graduated from high school, my classmates recorded the sentence of being an honest person, which seemed to be a joke at this time.

If Pinocchio is real, his nose is estimated to be long enough to break through the sky.

With the system that others dream of, it is to laugh, and yourself, cry more than laugh.

With the completion of the task and the improvement of the system level, I got more and more, and the material became more and more abundant, but I don't know when the former self changed.

Becomes pretentious, cowardly, shy, sensitive, and becomes less and less like a man.

The first reaction to a crisis is women's clothing, and the first reaction to trouble is also women's clothing.

Hide yourself in men's clothes, and let Lin Ning face all the things she doesn't want, don't dare, and are afraid of.

Habitually hiding in the comfort zone, hiding in Lin Ning's back, enjoying Lin Ning's life, and envying Lin Ning's life.

There are many people who like Lin Ning, and the unread information in WeChat is available every time I look at my phone.

Think about it carefully, whether it is Sister Xia, Yao Xinyu, or Tony, they have actually received Lin Ning's favor.

Sister Xia's lover's unfinished building, reputation and status are both harvested.

Yao Xinyu's company, from the dead to the day to the day.

Tony is right in saying that there is no such thing as a simple liking, and friends are also from strangers.

There is a give-and-take.

Lin Ning doesn't care, so she has more friends than herself, and she cares too much, so she has no friends.

If you don't want to pay, where will you get the reward, it's because it's broad.

Without those luxury cars and luxury products given by the system, he is actually a person who can't study, is not tall or short, looks bad or bad, basketball, football, game pit to death, what can he do, a lonely teenager who can't do anything, where is the qualification to look down on this, look down on that.

If you don't have a system, you can't even be cool.

An Liang rode a tricycle with a bright smile in front of so many classmates, working hard to earn a dime. And he will only wear women's clothes, sitting in a Rolls-Royce phantom, and feel sorry for himself.

It's not hard to recognize yourself, it's hard to change.

There is air conditioning, watermelon, swimming pool, and endless money at home, who wants to sweat in the sun and work hard to make money.

After staying in the comfort zone for a long time, who wants to come out, not to mention, this is still a luxury area.

Lin Ning shook his head, he had to do something to be worthy of his former self.

Two cars, one in front of the other, parked in front of the lobby of Building 2 of Yipin International Apartment.

Lin Ning glanced at the high heels thrown on the mat, pushed the car door barefoot, and got out of the car.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Lin Ning was more than half a head shorter than himself in an instant, and Leng Xue, who got out of the car, looked at Lin Ning's white and tender feet on the ground, and wondered.

"Oh, not really. ”

"Let's go. ”

Lin Ning didn't want to say more, and Leng Xue didn't ask, so she stepped forward and grabbed Lin Ning's arm.

"Yes. ”

The elevator is direct, Leng Xue's house is on the 9th floor, with four ladders and two households.

The fine decoration of Yipin International Apartment is basically the same, all of them are the handiwork of a designer, and the difference is only in the owner.

Compared with the emptiness and coldness of Lin Ning's house, although the area of Leng Xue's house is half smaller, the coldness is only a lot more.

Minimalist style, cold colors, the huge living room has only a circle of sofas, and the sofas are surrounded by bookshelves clinging to the roof.

On one wall is a huge oil painting of a man and a woman, a gentleman and a gentle.

The fly in the ointment is that the dense cracks on the oil painting look terrible enough.

"My parents. ”

Leng Xue did not change his clothes, he was also barefoot, carrying a bottle of Louis XIII in one hand and two cognac glasses in the other, skimming the oil painting.

"Yes. ”

"I got divorced when I was in high school, and I remember either quarreling or smashing, so when I painted, I couldn't help but add a few strokes. ”

Leng Xue pursed her lips and poured wine for the two of them.

"It's better to be noisy than not to be noisy. ”

Lin Ning sighed, took the wine glass from Leng Xue's hand, and the two cognac glasses that touched each other made a crisp sound.

"Yes, I didn't understand it before, I hated it, but now that I understand, it doesn't matter. ”

"The painting is good, very expressive. ”

"It was such a hobby. ”

"Do you still have works?"

"Everything else is burning, and there's another one, in the bedroom, come. ”

"Good. ”

The cold snow bed is very high, and the bed surface is very flat, as if it has never been used.

Directly above the head of the bed, on a whole oil painting, is a whole back and a side face looking back.

The cold snow in the painting, from the groin upwards, is a whole dead tree, the main stem of the dead tree, as if some kind of surgery has been performed.

There are a lot of dates on the branches of the dead tree, and Lin Ning compared the time, Leng Xue's birthday, which is true.

"How?"

"Shocking. ”

"The original is on me. ”

Leng Xue drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, gave a thumbs up with her free hand, and tapped her shoulder armor.

"It hurts. ”

Lin Ning stared at the main pole of the dead tree in the oil painting with some distraction, and asked softly.

"I forgot, I just remember crying at that moment. ”

"It's a burn, right, no skin grafting?"

"My uncle is very rich, and the best hospital has done it a few times. Later, I was too lazy to do it, so I simply designed such a pattern. ”

"Too lazy to do it?"

"Every time I do it, it's a reminder that I was splashed with a pot of dumpling soup by someone in my Chinese New Year's Eve, haha, I want to forget the hate, so I won't do it." ”

"Hate is tired, it's good. ”

"It's good, it's good, it's good. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Heh, it's just not very good to sleep. ”

"See. ”

Lin Ning nodded and glanced at the thin blanket that was slightly exposed under the bed.

"Ha, this is our secret, this bedroom, you were the first to come in. ”

"It's an honor. ”

"Drink and go. ”

"Good. ”

"Take a bottle and drink it. ”

"Good. ”

Leng Xue's 27th birthday was with Lin Ning, she didn't eat cake or say happy birthday.

The two sat barefoot, cross-legged, by the floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by one empty wine bottle after another.

Leng Xue underestimated the amount of wine that Lin Ning practiced with a bottle of Louis XIII a day, and Lin Ning underestimated Leng Xue's strength.

Glancing at Leng Xue who was carried to bed by Lin Hong, Lin Ning took out the thin blanket with a hint of coldness from under the bed and gently draped it over Leng Xue's body.

When Lin Ning left, his chest was a lot flatter, one earring was missing, and his back was much firmer.