fly into a rage

"Sister knows that if I go back this time, I may not come to Zhonghai City again for the rest of my life, and I have to guard my man. ”

"Sister Zhao, then you... Do you like that man?" Fang Shaoyang didn't dare to raise his head, but just asked with his head buried in his head.

"Like?"

Zhao Jie smiled lightly: "What like, what love, it's too luxurious for a village woman like my sister." The first man my sister married, and it was the first time I saw him on the day I got married, and as for the man I wanted to marry when I went home this time, my sister didn't ask for it, as long as he was good to me, I would marry. ”

Hearing this, although Fang Shaoyang didn't have much emotional experience, he could understand some of the pain in it.

Zhao Jie stared at Fang Shaoyang: "Shaoyang, didn't you agree before? Let my sister treat you, and maybe my sister will leave tomorrow, can't you just follow my sister well?"

"But..."Before Fang Shaoyang could speak, he saw a few tears, which fell to the ground and splashed on Zhao Jie's instep.

Immediately afterward, Zhao Jie's low sobbing sound came from above.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Fang Shaoyang hurriedly raised his head.

This... There was a little pity in his eyes, a little sadness, and more of a longing, longing to be protected and embraced, longing for a trace of warmth in the cold.

Zhao Jie's sobbing voice became louder and louder, her whole body trembled slightly, and tears suddenly poured out of her eyes, falling one by one like rain.

"Sister, don't cry!" Fang Shaoyang hurriedly stood up, he was most afraid of women crying.

Zhao Jie had goosebumps all over her body, "Let my sister cry, I don't know if there will be a chance to cry recklessly in the future, this time I will cry enough..."

"Sister, I'll turn on the air conditioner!" Fang Shaoyang hurriedly turned around to get the remote control board on the table.

"Don't open it!" Zhao Jie spread her hand, "Sister doesn't want air conditioning... My sister is not cold, but her heart is cold..."

"Cold?" Fang Shaoyang stood stunned, and looked back at Zhao Jie with some ignorance.

"The last time, you don't want your sister to treat you, can your sister not feel cold?" Zhao Jie cried and said.

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry, I... I promise you, it's so cold, you quickly wrap it up. "No, sister doesn't want this!" Zhao Jie burst into tears and laughed,

"Hmm..."Fang Shaoyang nodded, Zhao Jie was crying like this, did he have any other choice? No matter what, he couldn't let Sister Zhao cry into tears.

Seeing that Fang Shaoyang acquiesced, Zhao Jie said softly: "Sister is so cold, can you hold my sister?"

"Oh. ”

Fang Shaoyang scratched the back of his head and said, "When my aunt used to treat me, she just hugged me tightly in her arms, and then told me that Shaoyang was good... It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

"That's it? no... Nothing else?" Zhao Jie's eyes widened, and his heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Fang Shaoyang nodded very honestly and said, "That's right, just hold me like this, and then I will calm down quickly, and finally I will be fine when I fall asleep." ”

"That's it??no, I mean, that's how your aunt treats you?"

Zhao Jie was speechless, and for a while she felt as if she was walking on the catwalk of the Paris fashion show, posing in her most beautiful pose, and the lights of various newspapers and TV stations were shining... Then he was suddenly kicked into the dung pit from behind, and he didn't get up for half a day.

"That's right. Sister Zhao, what's wrong with you?Why does your face look so bad?Is it a cold?" Fang Shaoyang asked with concern.

"No... It's okay... Sister is not cold... It's not cold at all..."

Zhao Jie squeezed out a smile with difficulty, but in her heart, she was pulling out the cold, this is really a rabbit cub who has suffered a thousand cuts!

Although the other party said that it was not cold, Fang Shaoyang felt that he still needed to take care of the girl, so he picked up the quilt and covered it with Zhao Jie.

Zhao Jie took a long time to recover, hugging Fang Shaoyang, her eyes were dazed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Time passed little by little, and Fang Shaoyang also fell asleep deeply. It's just that Zhao Jie's heart is like a big stone on her head, and she can't sleep all the time, Fang Shaoyang in her arms is really well-behaved, sleeping deeply, honestly, and motionless.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Shaoyang finally woke up, moved his body, and opened his eyes.

"Sister Zhao, haven't you slept yet?"

"No... My sister is not sleepy. Zhao Jie smiled and said, "What about you, are you better?"

"Well, it's much better, thank you Sister Zhao for treating me. Fang Shaoyang nodded, thought about it and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Zhao, I have a question..."

"Question? Hehe, ask, Sister Zhao answers you. Zhao Jie said.

"Oh, actually, Sister Zhao treated me before, why is it different from my aunt?" Fang Shaoyang said.

"Uh... This one... This..."

Zhao Jie's little face turned crimson, and secretly said that this little rabbit cub really didn't understand, or did he deliberately pretend to be garlic, he was also as beautiful as a flower, and he got cheap, and he still asked this kind of question?

"Sister Zhao, do you have a cold and fever?" Fang Shaoyang raised his head and looked at Zhao Jie with concern.

Zhao Jie took a deep breath and said embarrassedly: "This question... My sister refuses to answer! You're not allowed to ask, you're not allowed!!"