This nap seems to have been indulged for a long time.

Consciousness is revived, the background is rustling, and the sound of wind and rain is suspected. She dreamed of a pale blue sky, and a mountain stream was stationed below, and the golden sunlight bubbled into a golden veil.

But the small house in front of me was muddy, as if it was hanging on its face. The small lemon-colored lamp supported the low forehead, and the shadow seemed to be about to collapse at any moment, and the melon skin hat carried it to the position of the eyebrows.

Yizhen chuckled. The blanket was a little thin, and her face was buried in his chest, hot, like a small stove.

"Young master, young master. She muttered, not trying to wake him up, "The rain has stopped. ”

Eyelashes fluttered. He took a strand of her hair and rubbed it against her fair cheek. Playful like an impressionist painting, somewhat unreal.

"Do you have a cold?" he asked.

"Nope. She heard her stomach rumble and reached out to cover it as if soothingly.

"Let's go. ”

It's really a bit of a procrastinator, saying yes but too lazy to move, and his eyes blinked: "I want to eat barbecue." ”

"Who's setting up a stall at this time? ”

"Definitely. She seemed to be encouraged, and quickly dressed: "I know that there is a family that rents a small yard to sell barbecue, and that Meizizi is—"

"It's just not neat. "That is, the environment is relatively harsh.

Nightshade nodded, but didn't resist: "Then let's go." ”

Two men walked out with arms crossed. It was already dark and full of fishy smell.

"You sit in the back. Ember was the first to pick up the helmet and put it on her head, "Don't catch a cold. ”

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The yard is not big, and the ground is still uneven with bricks. The small sky was also obscured by two red cloth sheds. Men in affordable tank tops and shorts sit around with their wives and brothers, and beer bottles are piled on the floor.

Yizhen carefully observed the young master's expression, fortunately, nothing unusual. He pulled her to a table under the eaves. It's also really a bunch of dots.

"Put more chili peppers on the lamb skewers, and two bottles of beer!"

Nightash held her chin and smiled, "How did you find this small courtyard? ”

"His barbecue is delicious, so I followed the smell and got in. ”

Lamb skewers are served. Red sprinkled with paprika. Yizhen hurriedly picked up a string, paused for a moment, and handed it to the night embers: "Why don't you eat it?"

"I'm training now and can't eat these things. ”

"But I'm bored eating alone, and you don't play on stage.

He reached out and took it, but there was something strange in her eyes.

"Aren't you very touched by the surprise I prepared for you?"

"Let me ask you, did you give that passbook to Lan Feng?" he asked, staring.

Yizhen glanced at him, and sooner or later he would know, so he nodded.

He didn't speak, leaning back slightly, as if to watch out for a good movement. It was also as if he was really empty, and his face turned red first.

He turned his face away, as if he was a little unwilling: "Why are you so stupid." Dare to go in without saying a word, stupid. ”

"You're none other than that. Yizhen played with his fingers: "Then it's your fault, who made you like me so much." ”

He laughed very softly from his nose: "I'm sorry to make you suffer with me." ”

"Not tired. Yizhen shook his head and stuffed him with a lamb skewer: "After all, I just came back from Africa." Compared to those difficult families, I still feel quite happy. People, be content and happy, don't think too much. Who hasn't had a bad time. I used to be worse than this. ”

Ember gave her a critical look, "When?"

"When I was in the third year of junior high school. Especially in the winter, when I have to ride my little broken car to school before dawn in the morning. ”

Yizhen said: "There is a lotus leaf cake seller at the school gate, and his cakes are delicious." First brush a layer of sauce on the cake, sprinkle the chicken rice with chili pepper and cumin, and put lettuce into the cake, three pieces of five! Do you know, Xue Zimo used to be from the same school as us. Acting as a dynamic superman in the classroom every day. It's a two-hundred-and-five-hundred-and-five. ”

Night Ember laughed desperately: "You went to the fourth middle school in junior high school, but you are really a little trash, it is said that your class is the worst, you must have been held back." ”

"! I didn't get bad grades in junior high school. I'm still in my 50s. Yizhen glanced at him.

"The low pile is full of tall people. ”

"I'm not short. ”

"The flowering of goldenrod is the pinnacle of your student career. ”

"Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you to death. ”

"Tsai Tsai is angry. ”

"Is it really good that you base your pleasure on my pain like this?"

"Pain?" Ember smirked, "I guess the pain in your life is a function or geometry?"

Yizhen waved his hand: "Please, let the child go." The pain of my life is not only functions and geometry, but also "Lisao". I'm really glad that Qu Yuan died early. I can't talk anymore this day. ”

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Xiang Zhou learned that the one outside had a miscarriage three days later.

Ren Yiyu sat on the sofa peeling oranges with a flat face. Xiang Zhou walked around the living room anxiously, his figure almost shaky, not knowing whether to collapse or be angry.

Ren Yanyu raised his eyes and glanced at him and sneered.

Jiang Qianqian walked in from outside and pulled Xiang Zhou to the study. There was news from the hospital that someone had tampered with the water he was drinking.

Xiang Zhou listened and didn't say a word. There was a constant struggle in my consciousness to believe that this was true.

"Really, really. Jiang Qianqian almost let out a tight cry from her throat, her nails twisted into her palms, and her mind went blank. She reminded herself that it wasn't a dream, and that she had to quickly pull out and plan her next step.

Her anxiety wasn't pretending, she was worried that she was about to lose her usefulness. But do you still need to think about this? Except for Ren Yuyu's hand, there is nothing else.

Jiang Qianqian gritted her teeth secretly, she really underestimated this woman. When did she start to suspect that she was pregnant? Duan's plan was silent, and she silently solved the one outside.

Eyes rolled. Jiang Qianqian hurriedly stepped over. Xiang Zhou was still immersed in grief, leaning back in his chair, like a bell tower.

"I think I just didn't do anything and solved her. Isn't there still Bai Ge'er? Anyway, his illness has been cured. Jiang Qianqian said.

Xiang Zhou flickered slightly, hesitated for a while, and shook his head: "I'm afraid that Yirou is not easy to explain." ”

"It's a long time coming. There is no hurry at this time. Jiang Qianqian chuckled: "Let's just consume it like this first." She definitely wouldn't do anything to Bai Ge'er. It's better to pull off her wings as soon as possible, so that she can suffer some blows sooner. As for Bai Ge'er—"

Jiang Qianqian pondered: "Sooner or later, he will be your heir, so he will simply send him abroad." Don't have anything to do with that surnamed Ren. ”

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