Jiang Xiao just smiled and didn't speak.

"Come in, I'm waiting for you. By the way, Chu Liang, you also know each other, right?"

"I've met, I've seen it a few times. ”

Chen Yin was still carrying a bag in his hand, and as soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly greeted Jiang Songhai and Ge Liutao and handed the bag to Ge Liutao.

"Grandma, this is the handmade wool scarf I bought when I went to the grassland, it is very warm, you and grandpa have one. ”

Ge Liutao was a little at a loss, "It's good that this person is here, why do you still take a gift? ”

Also, why did he call his grandparents and grandparents?

This made Ge Liutao a little unaccustomed.

"It's almost the New Year, I'm embarrassed to trouble you, if my grandparents don't accept it, I'm embarrassed to stay and eat hot pot." ”

"Grandma, then take it. Jiang Xiao said and raised the box in his hand, "I also have a gift, I have accepted it." ”

Ge Liutao accepted it again and again.

"However, Chen Yin, when I return the gift, you have to accept it. Jiang Xiao turned back to Chen Yin and said.

Chen Yin was not polite, "My sister-in-law gave it to me, I must have accepted it without saying a word." He looked at Chu Liang again, "Brother Liang, I didn't prepare a gift for you, you don't have to look at me blankly." ”

Chu Liang's face darkened: "If you don't send it, you don't send it, you don't have to say it, can't I be silently sad for a while?"

The crowd couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter was heard, and the lights made the night closer to the New Year even warmer.

In an alley outside, a long figure walked slowly, pulling at his collar as if it was a little cold.

The collar of the coat covered his chin and nose.

In the dim light, the exposed eyes were bloodshot, and it could be seen that this should be a long lack of sleep.

He heard laughter in the room and couldn't move.

However, he didn't know where the danger lurked made him not even have the courage to turn his head to take a look.

Obviously he knew that the girl was standing in the half-open door just now.

But he only glanced at it hurriedly, and saw only her feet in cotton dragging.

That cotton mop was hand-sewn by my grandmother, right?

He remembered that she had mentioned it in her letter, saying that it was her design, and when she drew it, his grandmother could do it.

Thinking of this, his heart was so annoyed that a flame was burning.

It's been a year of separation, and he's been missing for a year, and the person is right in front of him, and he can't even look at her.

I don't know if she's grown a lot taller.

I don't know if her original childish facial features have grown a lot.

He really wanted to see her uncontrollably, but he was afraid that he would want to look at her for the second time after the first glance, and he would never be able to take his eyes off the second glance.

If he had stayed in that place a little longer, he might have found out to those two damned beasts, who had been following him for so many days, just to find out his weaknesses so that they could choke him by the throat and torture him?

There was a piercing pain in his calf, but every step Meng took was very steady and steady.

Even, looking at him, you can faintly perceive a frightening sense of fierceness, which makes people feel that this person is not easy to mess with, and if you get closer, it is likely that he will screw his head off.

He'd been wandering around the neighborhood for two days, and today he finally saw her coming, and heard her voice, and he should have gone find a place to clean up those two people.