Lu Yunzheng wanted to ask something, but finally shut up and let Wen Qiao go downstairs.

A room of people was waiting for him to arrange to drink, and he had already cleared the scene in Yunheli, and he could go in by reporting his name directly.

Wen Yu originally wanted to chase him out, but Lu Yunzheng called him back and asked him to take the bosses to Yunhe first.

Wen Qiao sat on the online car-hailing car, lowered the window and looked at the sea of lights in Nancheng to face the cold wind, the perennial humidity of Nancheng, and even the wind blowing was sticky.

An ambulance came near the community, blocking the way forward, Wen Qiao simply got out of the car and walked back slowly.

She had just walked to the gate of the community when she heard the lively people talking.

Oh my God, how can that father do it? His son was still so young.

yes, yes, pervert, that man, no matter how much he can do it to his wife.

I heard that the child's mother was hit on the wall with her head, and it was all broken and bloody.

......

Wen Qiao stood behind the crowd, staring at the flashing lights of police cars and ambulances, and the words of his neighbors poured into his head.

She subconsciously shook and asked in a low voice: Excuse me, which family is in trouble?

When the neighbor saw her little girl, with a white face, most of them were frightened, and lowered their voices and said: It is 1501 of Building A. The man in that family was violent and almost beat his wife to death.

......

Wen Qiao shuddered, his face turned even paler, and he opened his mouth in disbelief, unable to even say thank you.

She remembered the gentle tone of the woman that morning, and the naughty look of the child, who drove her to the subway station, and the little boy waved goodbye.

She...... Don't dare to think about it.

The voice was boiling, and she followed the direction of everyone's fingers, meeting the child's innocent and pitiful eyes. The policeman held the child, and the child did not cry or make trouble in the arms of the policeman, his eyes were dull, and he lost the aura of a child.

Wen Qiao thought he must have been scared silly, Dad was so kind to Mom.

She suddenly thought of Wen's father and Wen's mother before the age of thirteen, her expression at that time must have been the same as that of a child, so helpless and pitiful, she couldn't even cry.

She remembered that the other night, the woman next door had suddenly knocked on the door, and in a pleading tone, she said that the child should be left in her house for a while, and they did not want him to hear the quarrel.

The child sat quietly in her living room, and Wincho turned the cartoon up louder for him, masking the sound of the plate and bowl next door.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the woman dragged her tired body. Knock on the door and pick up the child with an apologetic face.

When the child left, he smiled and said goodbye to Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao blinked, lowered his head as if he hadn't seen it, and squeezed a slit out of the crowd and walked forward.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed, and she suddenly turned around and bumped into Lu Yunzheng's sight.

His eyes were heavy, and he looked at her worriedly: Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao hummed, raised his eyes to look at him, and the next second, he was dragged into his arms, pressing her shoulders tightly, afraid that she would break free.

Your state today is not right, what happened? His soft voice came from above his head, he hesitated for a moment and asked again: Is it Chu Qing who bullied you, you tell me, I will go and get it back for you.

Wen Qiao leaned in her arms, the warm breath wrapped around her, as if it was indeed not so cold, she put her fists on his chest, and whispered: It's okay, I'm okay.

But you're shaking. He whispered, hugging her tighter.

Lu Yunzheng was originally worried about Wen Qiao, so he took the time to run over after the arrangement to make sure that she was home, but he didn't expect to bump into this incident, he saw Wen Qiao's white face, trembling lips, and tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

He just wants to fuck morality, fuck the principle of friendship, he just wants to hold her in his arms and protect her well.

He only wants her, as long as she is well!

Lu Yunzheng's left ear went in and out of his right ear. In particular, being a friend is what he said, and the rules of this game are set by himself, and he should be a friend when he thinks about it.

He whispered to comfort her, with me, we Jojo are not afraid.

Wen Qiao squeezed, trying to break free from his embrace, he stubbornly pulled Wen Qiao's hand, buckled it around his waist, pasted it tightly, smiled with the tip of his tongue, and deliberately dragged his loose voice and said: Brother's waist is not something that anyone can hold.

......

When he had enough of hugging, Lu Yunzheng let go of Wen Qiao, and Wen Qiao almost catapulted and distanced himself from him, Mr. Lu, I went up first.

Wen Qiao took two steps and suddenly turned around: Mr. Lu, I apply for the vacation to be extended to three days.

He didn't react, what friend wants you to pick up for three days?

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and took a step back, No, I just don't want to see you for the time being. Because he was always cuddling and hugging, it made her very uncomfortable.

......

With that, she strode back, walking, suddenly running and disappearing around the corner.

Lu Yunzheng put it in his pocket, quietly looked at the position where she left, put his fingers on his nose and smelled it, and there was still her fragrance!

He took out Dingding.

Lu: I won't approve the three-day leave.

Exercise!

Why is he still using dingding!

Sick of it!

*

Wen Qiao got home, opened Ding Ding and took a look, pretended not to see half of it, threw the phone on the bed, picked up clothes, took a shower, and mopped the floor.

After being busy for a while, a long time has passed, and she turned on the variety show again, so that the room was filled with the sound of talking.

Her mood eased.

The phone beeped twice.

Wen Yu sent a message.

Wen Yu: Brother Zheng went to find you?

Wen Qiao thought for a moment and rubbed his temples.

Wincho: Well, here we go. Gone again.

Wen Yu was alert: What is he going to do? Is it embarrassing for you?

Wincho: No, his business card is in my pocket, and I'm here to pick it up.

......

In fact, this excuse is too lame, and I really can't think of anything else.

Fortunately, Wen Yu said that he was busy drinking, and after chatting with Wen Qiao for a few words, he said good night to her, and suddenly popped up again.

Wen Yu: Qiaoqiao, can you not make egg noodles for others next time?

Wen Yu: I want to be your unique.

Wen Qiao: Brother Wen Yu. You're drunk.

Wen Qiao put down his phone and tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before he closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

The next morning, as soon as the alarm clock went off, Wen Qiao opened his eyes.

She took out her mobile phone, and there was a bunch of unread messages on the phone, and WeChat dingding. Both.

Wen Yu: I don't want you to call me brother.

S: I'm almost leaving, I'm okay with my, I'll see you later.

Lu: Brother's waist, the knife that kills, why don't you hug it.

Lu: Would you like to use your legs to measure my waistline?

......

Wen Qiao's brain hurt and quit the news, she went to the circle of friends, and sure enough, the people who knew Lu Yunzheng forwarded the same video, and even Wen Yu also forwarded it.

In the video, Lu Yunzheng's collar is wide open, shouting that his brother's waist is not a waist, it is a murderous meniscus knife, his fingers hook the tie, whether he wants to pull it or not, the green tendons on the back of his hand are bulging, and he is sassy and lustful.

...... If you have a little peanuts, can you drink like this?

Well, it's not a neurosis.

Fortunately, she took three days off, otherwise she would have gone crazy.

As soon as Wen Qiao was about to go out, Aunt Rong sent a message.

Aunt Rong: Qiaoqiao, go home on vacation this week.

Aunt Rong: I miss you so much.

Aunt Rong: How are you and Wen Yu? Last time I went shopping with her mother, I asked you to come.

Wen Qiao locked the door and pressed his phone with both hands.

Wen Qiao: Aunt Rong, then I'll bring a friend back tomorrow to have dinner with you.

She glanced at the time, it was almost too late, and hurriedly went downstairs to take a taxi to the airport.

Wen Qiao was looking forward to it at the exit, and finally locked on to Shi'an in the crowd, dressed in white and black pants, upright and straight. With an easy-going smile on her face, a word popped up in her mind - warm as jade, she was talking about people like Professor Shi.

He pushed his suitcase and walked out slowly, Wen Qiao stood on tiptoe and waved at him, he looked up and waved his hand.

Are you tired of coming here? Shi An spoke first.

Her gentle voice rippled like water, and there was always a shallow smile in her voice.

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and smiled, pulled him over, and gave him a strong hug, Professor Shi, long time no see.

Shi An stiffened for a moment, and he didn't know how to put his hand, and after a few seconds, he mechanically raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile: It's still like a child.

In front of the shore of time. Wen Qiao couldn't be cold at all, and he could put away the protective thorn without any burden, like he opened his heart.

Shi An was even more indulgent to her, although she was counting, the doting in her eyes was about to overflow.

Wen Qiao took his suitcase and went to the baggage drop next to him to pick up Butt Lord.

Shi An snatched the suitcase and pushed it himself. Skillfully took Wen Qiao's bag in his hand, what are the fun and delicious things in Nancheng, how are you going to take me to play?

Wen Qiao's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: There is a shallow light in his eyes when he laughs, it is natural, and it is all arranged for you.

As she spoke, she remembered something again, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I took three days off, and tomorrow, you can go back to Lu's house with me for dinner.

Shi An was taken aback, a little unresponsive, and asked with a smile: Why did you suddenly want to go back to Lu's house for dinner?

In fact, he was unhappy in his heart.

The Lu family used to have warmth for Wen Qiao. But there have also been gloom, in the three years she was in Nancheng, she finally came out, and she had too much to do with the Lu family, and I was afraid that many things would get out of control again.

Even if he knew that the relationship between Wen Qiao and the Lu family was not judged by him, he also had selfish intentions.

Wen Qiao thought for a moment and said: Actually, not suddenly. I've always wanted to take you home to meet Aunt Rong. You're not scared, are you?

During the most difficult period of the three years in Nancheng, he met Shi An, he has always been by his side, whether it is good to her or to the ass, it is more like family to Wen Qiao than family, Aunt Rong is family, Shi An is also family, and the family should sit down and have a meal together.

Shi An smiled and touched the top of her head, child, what do you think, am I still afraid of this.

Wen Qiao laughed, at this moment, it seemed that the onset of illness yesterday was just an illusion, she was fine, and she didn't need medication to control it.

After extracting it, it was caught and was tightly locked in the flight box.

When it was brought up by the staff, it saw Shi'an at a glance, bared its teeth and screamed, stretching out its claws to scratch the airbox while screaming.

Wincho crouched down in front of it and reached out and touched it, ass.

Ha! The ass suddenly bared his teeth, and he was angry at Wen Qiaoha, fierce and hideous.

......

Dog thing, white-eyed wolf.

Wen Qiao sent Shi An to the hotel to check in, and then went home with his ass.

As soon as I went upstairs, I bumped into several police officers at the door, who were collecting some information.

Wincho bypassed them and led Shi'an into the house.

Shi An looked around the room and let out his fart, and as soon as he slipped under the sofa, he stared at the two black eyes, and spun around.

Now. There was a slight grunting sound.

Shi An called Wen Qiao, his eyes were soft and warm, he stretched out his hand and made a hugging gesture, child, do you want to hug?

Wen Qiao's face turned red and whispered: Didn't you hug it at the airport?

Although he complained and complained, Wen Qiao was still pulled into his arms. Approaching politely, his head against his chest, inhaling the familiar smell of the sun, and the bad emotions were soothed.

Professor Shi. Wen Qiao whispered: You have grown up.

Professor Shi snorted and rubbed her hair, just like Rua's ass, child, you are shorter.

...... You're three years older than me. Can you please not call me a child. Wen Qiao was dissatisfied, speaking of which, Shi An's age was as old as Lu Yunzheng.

Professor Shi smiled even more happily, and the corners of his mouth hooked up, You weren't born when I was three years old, what are you not a child.

...... Wincho found that he could not be sophistry.

The two rested for a while, and Wen Qiao booked a restaurant and just came to open the door.

Bumped into Lu Yunzheng standing at the door, Wen Qiao's face changed, and he held the door to close.

Isn't he drunk? Isn't he drunk?

How did you get to her door without sleeping?

Morning. He laughed a little unrestrainedly.

Without waiting for Wen Qiao to close the door, he propped his hands on the door frame, squeezed through the crack in the door and walked in, he looked at Wen Qiao's nervous expression, and teased: Hiding a man at home behind my back?

Before the words fell, Lu Yunzheng watched a tall man walk out of Wen Qiao's bathroom.

......

Lu Yunzheng felt that the house had collapsed.