Looking at Xiang Chunzao's increasingly lonely face, trying to control his emotions, Han Qiushi didn't know what he had explained.

Fortunately, Zhou Ji and Wu Gang were both drunk and stared, busy arguing about the truth and falsehood, and busy serving a glass of wine on the other, basically ignoring Han Qiushi's somewhat far-fetched explanation.

Especially Wu Gang, while eating, drinking, and talking, he randomly pulled the iron chisels and bamboo skewers on the table, vacated a corner, and leaned down, unable to open his eyes at all.

Stinky boy, what is not good, pick such a topic to break, isn't it unpleasant to find nothing? Okay, I wanted to have a drink to relieve my boredom, but I didn't want to hear such a trouble, and I became more and more irritable.

Glaring at Wu Gang, he slapped his head with a "snap", and Zhou Ji said in a rough voice: "Look, this stinky boy is so virtuous, I can't drink it anymore, go, disperse!"

"It's okay, I have something to do tomorrow, and I can't rest too late. That's it, Sister Chun Zao didn't drink, let her send you both. Raising his wrist to look at the time, Han Qiushi turned his head to look at Xiang Chunzao as he spoke.

Xiang Chunzao, who had the light on his shoulder, nodded and tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Of course you have to send us both early. By the way, Qiu Shi, you have to send us two too, this stinky boy is drinking like this, I can't hold it, you have to help. Standing up and shaking slightly, Zhou Ji turned to Wu Gang, raised his hand, paused, and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Don't you know how much wine you can drink?"

Of course I have to be together, otherwise, let me go home by myself? Not to mention whether I am at ease with the two of you who drink like this, just talking about Sister Chunzao, she will definitely not be happy in her heart, and I still have something to say to her.

Glancing at Xiang Chunzao, who was like an outsider, and muttering to himself, Han Qiushi gently pushed Wu Gang, who was still lying on the table.

"I'm not drunk, I'm sleepy, and I woke up after a while. Moving, Wu Gang muttered.

"Go home and sleep when you are sleepy, get up quickly, and withdraw!" The strength in his hand was three points heavier, and he was defeated by Jiuxing, and Zhou Ji had no intention of fighting.

"It's still early, I haven't finished my sentence yet, our section chief... Straightening up, Wu Gang thought of Zhang Liyuan again.

"Okay, Gangzi, there are still a lot of things to be busy tomorrow, so you have to keep your spirits up. It's almost ten o'clock, let's go. Pressing Wu Gang's other shoulder, and glancing at the quiet Xiang Chunzao, Han Qiushi stood up as he spoke.

Really, my wife and children are not at home, I am lonely, I have a stomach full of words, you still don't let me say a happy thing, it's too boring, my sad eyes turned around, and Wu Gang stood up on the table.

On the empty street sprinkled with moonlight, there were four people walking, but two and a half were dangling.

Finally persuaded Wu Gang to get off the car and send him home, looking at the light on the window, Han Qiushi turned around, got into the car, and continued to the next stop.

Due to the call in advance, as soon as she arrived at the gate of the community, Zhou Ji's daughter-in-law was already waiting at the door of the fruit shop, looking over with her hands on the pergola.

Several people couldn't help but say kind words, watching the old husband and wife walk into the community together, Han Qiushi and Xiang Chunzao returned to the car.

"Do you already know about Zhang Liyuan?" As soon as he sat down, holding Xiang Chunzao's cold hand, and held it for a long time, Han Qiushi couldn't wait to ask

"I didn't know it earlier, I was just a few hours before you. Looking at the pedestrians outside the car window, Xiang Chunzao's answer was mechanical and there was no temperature.

How many hours in the morning?

I don't have time in the morning, and it's not possible at noon, so is it about us returning from Grandpa Feng's house? By the way, I remember that on the way to Grandpa Feng's house, she told me that Zhang Liyuan came to her to discuss Chang Mo's return.

So... Then it's Zhang Liyuan.

Yes, after I went out, they met and talked about some things, most likely involving Shen Qiu.

Rarely mentioning it does not mean that the heart is at ease.

The subconscious worry and vigilance made the sensitive topic touch the bottom line, the paralyzed nerves were pricked again, and the instinct of guardianship was stimulated again. That's why there is a confession in the corridor without hesitation!

That's right, this should be the way things are! Clenched his fists, Han Qiushi, who had been empowered, finally had an answer.

Okay, if you have determined the symptoms, you can prescribe medicine! With a goal in mind, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Xiang Chunzao, and was about to speak, but Han Qiushi's voice was dumb all of a sudden.

Following Xiang Chunzao's gaze, he saw that two people were entangled in a jeep not far away.

Under the street lamp, in the mottled shadows of the trees, it seemed that the woman's wanton gesture of goodwill could not be taken on the spot, and the man's desire to hide and welcome back was shrunk in a corner.

Maybe it was because he saw passers-by pointing and pointing at the car, giggling, and the man struggled to break free. After two or three minutes of hard work, the man got out of the car in a panic, and the woman laughed heartily.

In the quiet night, there was a coquettish laughter in my ears, and I looked at the stumbling back in my eyes, and I was in a state of calm, and Xiang Chun was cold, and his blood was clotted.

How can this be? How can this be? "Snorted", the indescribable sourness and sadness in his heart, Xiang Chunzao's eyes were spent.

God, is this what people often say "the house leak happened to rain overnight"?

Living in the same community and a unit, a month or two months, or even longer, it's not strange to not touch it, and I temporarily want to send my colleague home, but here I bumped into another colleague's husband in the same community, I really...

Originally, Sister Chun Zao was guilty of Shen Qiu's capriciousness in her heart, so she didn't give me a chance to explain and ease up first, but arranged it as a special occasion to encounter such a dirty scene.

The god of decay is really speechless!

Looking at Wang Jin staggering and disappearing, looking at Xiang Chunzao, whose eyes were empty but filled with mist, he gritted his teeth, took out two facial tissues and handed them over, Han Qiushi didn't know what to say.

"You say, just downstairs in the house, why is that woman so shameless, throwing herself into her arms, letting loose her bones, and has no conscience? Can you not be so cruel?" took off his glasses, opened a tissue to cover his face, and Xiang Chunzao's voice was full of resentment.

"Yes, such a woman is indeed hateful, she does whatever she wants, and she is simply a killer of the family. Wang Manli's sharp eyebrows and eyes surfaced in his mind, and Han Qiushi, who finished speaking, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He was sure that if such a thing was known to Wang Manli, no matter what the relationship between Wang Jin and that woman was, whether they met in Pingshui or secretly Chen Cang, she would fight in the past, and the husband and wife would not be able to escape a contest, and if they didn't say well, they would lose both.

I hope that this woman is just a water-based poplar and the like, drunk and immoral, acting on the spot, shooting and scattering, after that, Wang Manli is still Wang Manli, or the happy woman who "my old king" is on her lips.

"Killer, that's right, this kind of woman is the killer of love. He rubbed a tissue, put on his glasses, sniffed, and turned his head to Chunzao, "Qiu Shi, do you say Shen Qiu is the same?"

What a sharp look! What a state of slaughter! The scalp was numb, and Han Qiushi, who had just come back to his senses, instantly fell into a blank again.

acquaintance and even love, from beginning to end, he has never seen such a Xiang Chunzao.

Yes, at this moment, the eyes are red and swollen, the face is obscure, even the hair is messy, the lips are pursed, and the gaze is cold.

The indescribable sentimentality, the inexplicable sadness, just looking at the man on the tip of her heart so quietly and steadily, the cold air in her bones exudes, which makes people panic and frightened, and even makes people... [.]