Chapter 553: I Want a Son.
I really sighed. I don't think lemons are so bad that they are.
The gauze curtains are in a herringbone shape like two sides. Outside the window, an emerald green mountain forest swayed and tilted in the wind. The wind hit his face.
"It's going to be a headache. Liang Xi seemed to be choked.
"I like that. It's going to rain soon, and it's going to be stormy. She squinted comfortably. A thin silver chain is tied around the ankle and embellished with several vintage palace bells in the shape of openwork butterflies, which make musical sounds.
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Cards and credit cards were messed up on the floor. Lemon has smashed the wallet empty, but it's still not enough.
"Damn!" the thick black man with bruised muscles on his face slammed his wallet in anger and a rain of foaming stars floated on the lemon head with his mouth wide open.
"What's enough? Not even enough interest!" wrinkled his eyebrows, and a small mustache on his lips was raised.
A woman's tears are worthless in the eyes of these people. Plea for mercy doesn't have any effect. They deducted Ningjun, but the money came faster from doing business.
"The big bosses nowadays like school girls. When they have done enough, the money will be gathered quickly. β
Saying so, once you enter the port, where is there any possibility of getting out? Lemon wept and pleaded, three days, just three days. and repay them 200,000 with interest.
The dimly lit corner of the room was filled with dark ghosts. Lemon cried dimly, and these people looked at each other.
Finally, a person stood up in a human-like manner, raised his throat, and said something for them melodiously and slowly.
"Three days, then three days. But if you don't do it in three days, we're not welcome to either of you!"
Slowly, it is obvious that two people are going to be dragged into the water together. seemed to feel that it was not decisive enough, and finally said in a tight voice: "Did you hear it?"
Lemon foresaw her own sorrow in his mournful, thin voice. The men, as if they felt that they should give the humblest brother a thin face, were strangely silent for a few minutes, and then stomped away.
With a glimmer of light, the wolf stood up. Ning Jun cried in a whisper: "Sister, let's escape." β
"Where are you going to run away?" Lemon gritted her teeth viciously, raised her hand, reluctant to hit her sister, and slapped her face hard.
Two hundred thousand. What is the difference between her and the greedy Ningjun? She will only crouch on people, poke straight into her skin with a sharp and thin black straw, tirelessly suck up blood, and will always be insatiable, nothing is enough, and she has a greater appetite than the mythical Kuafu.
Is it chasing the sun? That's something that you can't reach with your hand, and it's true that you've been chased by misfortune all your life. She hugged her head and cried in despair.
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Yizhen cut the green peppers, ham and corn omelette into a charred black, and there was still moisture in it. The taste is faint, and it always tastes wrong.
"Why have you been obsessed with doing this lately?" Ember frowned, looking at the plate of black quiches, and struggling back.
"I loved this when I was a kid. The egg flavor is egg flavor, the spicy flavor is spicy, and the flavors are very distinct, and it feels very simple, but every time I make it, it feels like draining water. It's all burned today, why is it still like this? I'm angry. β
Yizhen slammed his face and threw his chopsticks.
"The simpler the dish, the more you test your cooking skills. It means that you are still not good at cooking. β
"Maybe the fire wasn't on big enough. When I opened it up, I was terrified and trembled, flying sand and rocks. β
"Stupid, timid and small. β
Ember Night's Kitchen Cake, made of pure dark chocolate. Both have a preference for bitter tastes.
After dinner, he pulled her towards the collection room. In a hidden corner, you need to go around most of the garden, and the two of them take a leisurely walk. Ember never told Yizhen where he was going, and Yizhen felt that he was going in circles without a purpose.
After the rain, the garden is filled with the sweetness of mint, like the nose of a clammy and cold little animal, and it is sniffed affectionately on the face.
The shallow puddle carries green boat-shaped leaf petals. Take a small boat to the vermilion mound. The colorful fields are covered with pink-purple, blue-ink, carmine, egg yolks, and petals that are either light or dark cream or lotus. The color is fresh, as if it has just been unearthed.
Since childhood, Yizhen has been curious about the green reeds, and dreams of becoming a bug.
"Why are you so happy?" said Ember with a faint smile. The two sit on a swing and weave garlands. Worried about catching a cold, he sat on his lap with the person in his arms.
"I probably like to go against people. Yizhen smiled and hugged his arm: "I'm not happy when others are happy." I'm excited when others are upset. It's as if the world has fallen back into my hands. β
"You want to be alone. Ember smiled as her slender fingers flipped flexibly, and the wreath she braided was very dexterous.
"You made it up before?" Yizhen chuckled, "You didn't play at home when you were a kid, did you?" β
He gave her a blank look, "What's so hard about this?"
The two of them wandered leisurely in the garden for an hour. I really had fun and didn't want to go. After eating the night embers, he slapped it, "If you don't leave, you should catch a cold." β
The bright yellow glass cabinet is located opposite the knife cabinet. I thought it was a plant cultivated in a greenhouse, and the rose-colored buds were bright and fluffy.
"Is it BDJ?" Yizhen dropped his jaw, suspecting that he was dreaming, "How much did you buy here?"
He smiled solemnly and all-encompassingly: "I want to fulfill the wishes of your childhood." β
"My childhood aspirations could have been so avant-garde. "But I'm still happy.
Looking at each wall one by one, there are dark European and American castle style, jazz navy style, elf style and ancient style. Are you planning to raise four at once? It looks expensive.
"Why don't you have a son?" Yizhen rolled his eyes, "I want a son." β
He slammed her head: "No. β
"Why?"
"I just don't like it. β
"I'm worried about dying. β
"If you are more diligent, you won't. β
I really want to say that raising one is tiring enough. As if he was pierced by him, he finally pinched her face and said let's raise it together. It's time to experience raising a baby.
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Lemon waited a long time to hear the two returning. I was worried in my heart, 200,000, how could she speak?
"Didn't you say he gave you 100,000 last time?" Ning Jun stared at Lemon. Lemon shook her head in frustration, as if to stop her words, "No. Last time, he had asked and really agreed to it. β
There is no ambiguity between private teaching and receiving. If he minds like this, then he must not want to have anything to do with her. Lemon hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
And we said, "It was borrowed from him." Will return. Ning Jun said.
Lemon still shook her head. She is afraid of losing face in front of her sweetheart, and he will definitely feel that it is a bottomless pit.
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