This neighborhood Yichun is here for the second time. Of course, with her memory, it was obvious that she had forgotten it a long time ago. After a month of training, she finally turned positive, although there were a few unsatisfactory things, but after her own sincere confession, no customers complained about her, barely passed the probation period.

Today is the first day of her regularization, and she rode to the last express store today, No. 68 Ziwei Xiaoyuan.

She stared at the closed door in front of her with a pair of apricot eyes, clenched her fist to refuel herself, and pressed down-

Dingdingding......

A tight ringing sound drilled into his ears, and Zhang Jingran, who was in pain, became even more irritable when he heard the sound, and walked to the door with an unhappy face, looking out through the cat's eyes.

"Who?" A clear voice with a hint of hoarseness suddenly came out of it, and Yi Chun was inexplicably a little excited. She leaned closer to the cat's eye and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Zhang, I am Yi Chun, the courier of Yuanhui Express, your courier is here, please sign for it." ”

The cute girl outside is actually a courier? He was surprised, and his expression softened slightly, "You wait a minute." Only then did I remember a piece of clothing that Ji Ling bought online on Taobao before, and I used his address directly because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to receive it for work.

He opened the door.

After Yi Chun heard his voice, he was very curious about the appearance of this Mr. Zhang. The voice is so good, the person must be very handsome, with this idea, she stood on tiptoe in a hurry, but when the door suddenly opened, she was nervously startled by the beautiful woman, and threw the thing in her hand forward, and smashed it on Zhang Jingran's face.

The black-gray package slashed across his face and slammed to the ground.

Yi Chun waved his hands together, looking aggrieved. Ah, she really didn't mean it, why always make such mistakes. She approached Zhang Jingran, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." "How could it be a woman? This is something she never expected, and it is also the original sin of her throwing things in shock.

As a tsundere, he was very dissatisfied at this time. He looked down at her coldly, and with a hehe, he lowered his waist to pick up the package, "yes, I know you didn't mean to." "It's stupid.

Yi Chun couldn't hear his voice, and gratefully held the beautiful and considerate woman in front of her, which was simply the goddess in her mind.

As soon as the sweaty palm was touched, Zhang Jingran felt a sense of disgust in his heart, he frowned at the good-looking willow eyebrows, and shook it off, "What are you doing, that's how you are a courier, I really don't know that wasting other people's time is equivalent to strangling life, what are you doing in a daze, give me a pen quickly." "The evil voice and evil spirit, with that proud and beautiful face, are very harmonious.

Although it was not the first time that Yi Chun had been said like this by a customer, and there were even more ugly words than this, she didn't know why, which made her feel more sad than ever.

Tears flowed out of it, she took out a pen and waited for the beautiful woman to write the name of Long Feifeng Wu, she couldn't help sobbing, Chu Chu pitiful, no man could blame such a lovely girl when he looked at it.

She met Zhang Jingran, and Zhang Jingran, who is also a woman and a man, was inexplicably unhappy today, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

This girl has a white face, and her IQ is inversely proportional to her appearance. Crying a fart, it's not much if he was slapped in the face for no reason after being a party, but just said a few words about her casually, so don't go to society with such a glass heart.

He complained in his heart, watching her cry with a cold face.

She can really cry too.

After staying for a few minutes, listening to the intermittent sobbing, Zhang Jingran felt that his skull was about to explode, and gradually his heart became impetuous, only to feel his heart tighten, and the indescribable strangeness and suffocation came like a tide, and his neck wanted to be strung with iron ropes by the secretly hideous demons, and he said irritably: "Shut up-" The voice still has the previous elegant and comfortable voice, fierce expression, and full of anger.

Yi Chun stumbled back in fright, where he still remembered crying, tears hanging on his black eyelashes, looking a little silly.

Zhang Jingran snatched the package and slammed the door shut.

The strong cold air flow made Yi Chun, who was obviously in the summer, couldn't help but hug his chest and shake his shoulders.

This Miss Zhang is really fierce, she will never send a courier to this woman again.

Wiping a handful of tears, Yi Chun thought aggrievedly.

Zhang Jingran, who returned to the bedroom, threw the package on the bed. Holding back the unhappiness, he turned to the computer and planned to continue writing the next chapter. But he couldn't lift his mood, and he messed up his hair irritably, and he remembered that he had become a woman. I feel tightness in my chest even more.

He threw the notebook off the floor with a screeching sound. Slowly, the mood calmed down.

Suddenly, a stream of heat poured out from below.

Strange feeling-

He didn't have any experience, and Zhang Jingran, who only reacted under the morning erection in his mind, was a little overwhelmed.

He rubbed it off and went to the bathroom.

"Ahh

The poignant and beautiful voice resounded in the sky.

Ji Ling, who had just returned home from work and whose face was as pale as smoking opium, was so shocked that his ears were about to be deaf.

She didn't even have time to change her shoes, so she hurried to the next door and rang the doorbell three or four times, but there was no reply from anyone inside.

What's going on?

She had no choice but to shout in a dry voice: "Zhang Jingran, what's wrong?" I'm Ji Ling, open the door quickly?"

In the bathroom, Zhang Jingran looked at a lump of red on the white underwear, a bewitching color like a red plum, and there was continuous bleeding underneath......

He was confused at this time, and he still noticed Ji Ling who was anxious outside the door.

What Ji Ling didn't expect was that the door was not locked at all.

She didn't think about it that much and went straight in.

There is no one in the living room, no one in the bedroom.

Then there is only one place.

She looked at the closed door in front of her—the bathroom.

What's going on?,She's just going to work.,That's it for the male owner?

Ji Ling leaned against the door and said softly, "Zhang Jingran, are you here, what happened?"

The continuous questions knocked on his heart, but he was ashamed to talk about such things, but the sudden sharp pain made him bend over in pain, his face turned white, and he said a few words intermittently, and he gritted his teeth before forcing them out of his mouth.

"Ji-Ling, I-bleed. ”

The speaker's tone was like that of a critically ill person, and Ji Ling was full of consternation. He didn't care so much, she kicked the door open, and saw a beautiful woman with a decadent face almost kneeling on the ground, her jeans faded to the root of her thighs, revealing her snow-white and crystal long legs.

Zhang Jingran hummed uncomfortably, and she recovered. Calmly put on his pants for him, while reaching into his clothes and rubbing his stomach gently.

Warm hands, gentle strength. I don't know if her action has worked, rubbing it like this, and there is no earth-shaking pain just now.

Ji Ling helped him sit down next to him, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing." You're here for the eldest aunt, the so-called menstrual period, and you'll be here for a week, you wait a minute, I'll go—" Before he finished speaking, his clothes were tugged at by him, and he seemed to have something to say.

"Don't go ......" After waiting for a while, I heard these two words from him.

Ji Ling looked over curiously.

He leaned against the wall, but he felt helpless. Like a wandering dandelion flower, flying over the lonely city, clearly pitiful but stubbornly looking for its home

Lodge.

He kept his head down, his long black hair hanging down to the ground like flowing water. In a corner, her expression was clearly indistinct, but she felt a lonely and lonely air flow emanating from him.

Like an abandoned child, he insists on waiting in place even though he knows that adults will not come again, and even with a disappointed attitude, he can't help but hold on to hope.

Did he encounter anything when he was a child?

Ji Ling couldn't help but think.