Qian Liang sat on the side of An Ran Kang with a dead face, talking about patience, this animal is not much worse than Liu Feiyang, he can only have An Ran in his heart for more than ten years, and ignore other Yingying Yanyan, it is really a kind of skill, according to his family conditions, there is a father who is the deputy mine manager, and his mother is a cashier, and the eldest girl wants to marry into his family.

But his superiority has never been shown in Enron, it was and still is.

Since An Ran replied "Let me think about it", the red lips and teeth have not been opened, and he has sat silently, no matter how clever he is, he has not been impressed, and after half an hour, the saliva in his mouth has been dry, and he is no longer speech.

After quietly accompanying him for another hour, he seemed to have thousands of ants crawling over him, and it was extremely itchy, and this itch was not physiological, but psychological.

An Ran didn't have affection for him before, but he could deal with it like a friend, he could understand the feelings of losing his loved ones, but for some reason, he always felt that the figure close at hand was getting farther and farther away from him.

Even the phrase "let me think" is a major breakthrough in more than a decade.

Tranquil and tranquil as water, it used to be spring water and now it is autumn water, the same cold, the latter is more bleak.

Holding the pillow, curled up, her back against the wall, the only thing that became was that her position moved a little, she was not disgusted with Qian Liang, because this person was not bad in nature, if there was only this one man left in the world, she would not hesitate.

It's just that now is not the time to think about that.

Going for a walk in the field moved her heart, she really wanted to escape from this room full of memories, she could see when she closed her eyes, her father was drinking boldly with a glass, and her mother was wearing an apron and asking how the meal was today, she was in a trance for a while, and returned to reality for a while.

Don't accept, don't fight, don't listen, don't complain.

This is her current attitude towards her mother's departure, even if it can only be self-deception from a narrow perspective.

The sun drew a half circle in the sky, and the light that spread on the ground through the glass also dimmed a little, and if you looked closely, the snow lotus that had not withered in the cold north wind had signs of retracting its petals and no longer bloomed.

The second child of Westinghouse has been sleeping for a day, and just when he woke up again, his hand touched the side indiscriminately, soft, pinched, or soft, he opened his eyes inexplicably and found that he was lying next to Widow Zhang, and his hand was still pinched on the chest.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock, for this little virgin who had just become an adult, he didn't know what it was like to be a woman, but he had watched a movie in the village, and knew that there was an essential difference between men and women, his heart was beating faster, and his whole body was hot and unbearable, as if a calf was constantly adding firewood to his stomach, making his every sweat pore smoking.

Her eyes stared directly at Widow Zhang's face, which was more handsome and seductive than most of the women in the village, and before she knew it, a hot stream came out of her nose and her nosebleed.

He raised his hand and wiped it, and his mouth was full of sipping, but fortunately, this was a small force, and it would not be a river of blood.

Someone once said: Men are male dogs in heat at a certain stage, and when they see a woman, they will study her various manifestations at a specific moment in their hearts.

It just so happens that the current second child is in this stage.

The touch just now was still lingering in his mind, and he had already begun to wonder if this widow had deliberately seduced him, and whether he should take off her pants now, so that she could feel the restlessness of an eighteen-year-old.

However, listening to the even sound of breathing, he was completely defeated.

Thinking about it, if he was allowed to stretch out his hand consciously, it would be harder than killing him, swallowed his saliva thirstily, fled in a panic from the battlefield where the war almost happened, pushed open the door, and rushed directly into the ice and snow, he had to find a way to lower the temperature of his body.

Widow Zhang on the kang heard the door closed, then slowly opened her eyes, a layer of blush appeared on her face uncontrollably, looking at the ceiling, her body temperature rose unconsciously, she raised her head slightly, looked at the folds on her clothes, and began to breathe rapidly.

Thirty like a wolf and forty like a tiger, she is at the age of a wolf like a tiger, and has been widowed for many years!

Seduction, though, doesn't exist.

If she wants to find a man, she can casually find dozens of strong men who have coveted her for a long time in the silver mine, or in other words, even if she seduces the strong calf sleeping on the kang, she will not hook up with this child who is not deeply involved in the world.

I am really tired after being busy these days, and the Westinghouse is too quiet just now, so people will inevitably be sleepy.

Attracted to the opposite sex, she also fell asleep unconsciously.

Widow Zhang sat up, stretched out her hand to flatten her clothes, wanted to cover up the traces of someone's crime just now, after sorting out her clothes, she walked down to put on her shoes, and there was a standing mirror on the side cabinet door, one meter and two high, she couldn't help but stop, looked at herself in the mirror, raised her hand and stripped the tips of her hair.

A leisurely sigh: The years are fleeting, the red face is easy to age, I don't know if I am still not, the Zhang Da beauty in the mouth of hundreds of calves on the silver mine at the beginning.

What has the years wasted?

The second child is difficult to calm down, and Widow Zhang must be as calm as ever, pretending that nothing has happened and that she doesn't know anything.

It was getting late, and she began to work on the problem of dinner again, there were a lot of leftovers in the past two days, and she could eat them as soon as they were hot, she didn't regard herself as an outsider, and she was indeed not an outsider, so she picked a few things without asking for advice.

Stir-fried meat with chili, chicken and mushrooms, potato slices and a cold dish tossed with Chinese cabbage.

Liu Feiyang spent the afternoon in Cao Wumiao's teaching, and the latter was afraid that he would buy the wrong price, but in fact, he was looking for a reason to keep him here and stay with him for a while, otherwise it would be too lonely.

The two sides agreed to start work tomorrow, and Cao Wumiao also began to take back the inn.

When he walked into the mouth of the black alley, his heart fell under a parabola, and when he thought of Enron, he felt a little more sad. But he still had to take a step, because standing outside, he could only freeze to death in this cold wind.

Sometimes it's harder to escape than to face, and that's a very realistic question.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw the second child rushing out of the house, "Brother Yang, what are you doing?"

Liu Feiyang felt that he was a little weird, and the second child usually cared about him, but he would never be so straightforward.

Without much thought, he replied, "I went out and found a job, sold goods at a grocery store, and went to work tomorrow."

After saying that, he returned to the Westinghouse and took off his military coat, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to wash his hands.

There was already a steaming meal on the table in the east room, and they had been eating together since Liu Feiyang and the two moved in.

Qian Liang was still very patient, although he didn't help serve the food and get the food, but he was guarding An Ran every step of the way, and when he heard Liu Feiyang's voice, he turned his head and asked, "Xiao Ran, the people are back, let's eat?"

"Eat!"

To everyone's surprise, after a quiet afternoon, she actually opened her mouth to respond, and it actually developed in a good direction, she put the pillow aside, rubbed it off the kang, put on her shoes, and sat on the stool.

Qian Liang smiled knowingly when he saw this scene, and was ready to pick up chopsticks and set a good example for her to gobble.

"Aren't you going home?"

An Ran said again and thundered, and said without paying for his life.

Qian Liang's movements stopped abruptly, and the chopsticks were still in mid-air, staring blankly.

After a full five seconds of delay, he asked in confusion, "You... Won't you let me eat here?"

"It's dark, you're not good at my house"

An Ran showed no mercy, there was no anger or anxiety on her face, and she could calmly bring the food to her mouth after speaking.

"Hey... I'll come back to see you."

Qian Liang sighed, feeling a little depressed. grabbed the clothes he had just taken off and was about to leave, his group of fox friends often said: One day you married An Ran, and you are also a strict wife, Qian Liang disagrees with this, isn't it a kind of happiness for someone to take care of it?

"Squeak!" he just pulled the door open.

happened to meet the second child, and Liu Feiyang, who washed his hands behind him, the two glanced at each other, and then passed by.

"Do you have any wine? I want to drink some."

An Ran didn't need to turn her head to know exactly that her back was being targeted by an animal, and her words were exactly what she said to this animal.

"Yes, I'll get it"