Long Leiyan got rid of the uncle, who had a stronger desire to perform, and quickly walked through the square and went straight to the back door of Jiangcheng University. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info microwave oven has been out of contact for a long time, and he has tried to contact the microwave oven more than once on the road, but there is no news, and Long Leiyan can't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart. He had never had such a premonition, and he had never been so anxious about the microwave burning in the morning. My heart is like frying, and my steps are faster.

From the map of Jiangcheng City, Jiangcheng University and Linjiang Square are two parallel squares, Xuefu Road is their common side, separated by a commercial pedestrian street. Long Dashao hurriedly crossed the pedestrian street and turned onto Xuefu Road, which is the closest line to the back gate of Jiangcheng University.

The sun has been slightly slanting in the west, this is the highest temperature of the day, the road surface is steaming hot after a morning of sunbathing, the leaves on the side of the road are a little wilted and weakly drooping their heads, the asphalt road is even a little soft, and the shoes are stained when you step on it. Pedestrians on the side of the road are even more sparse, and occasionally people passing by are listless.

A human-powered tricycle was quickly approaching from the direction of Xuefu Road, Long Leiyan was in a hurry and was about to collide, he hurriedly flashed to the side and avoided the tricycle. The pedaling ground was a sweaty and panicked young man, who was the one who sold cold cakes.

Long Da Shao wondered in his heart, why did this thing run so fast? I didn't chase him away! Seeing the seller of cold cakes disappear from view, Long Dashao suddenly slapped his head and shouted, "The microwave oven is broken!" ”

Long Leiyan made the wisest decision in an instant, and he couldn't care much more at the moment, if he returned to the stall first, in case the microwave oven was stolen, it would be difficult to find him even if he grabbed a car and chased it to the ends of the earth!

He immediately hailed a taxi and said to the driver: "Master chase the tricycle in front of me!" ”

The taxi driver looked like a half-cut black iron tower, with a hair like a hedgehog on the top of his head, and his voice was extremely deep, and he said: "Okay, the four-wheeled one must not be called a three-wheeled one!" ”

A silver-gray 3.0T sports Audi Q7 drove through Jiangbin Avenue like a silver arrow, turned onto Changshan Road, and drove straight to the Changshan villa area. When the guard at the gate saw the license plate number, he didn't even dare to stop it, and let the car drive in.

The air conditioning in the car was full, but Qiao Yingying was sweating profusely, she was either hot or painful. After chasing Long Leiyan away, several girls chatted a few words and left. Qiao Yingying couldn't see anyone when she saw her appearance, she just wanted to go home and take a good shower and rest. Hurriedly called to ask for leave, fortunately it was Qiao Yingying who asked for leave, otherwise the leader of this special situation today would definitely not approve leave.

Driving towards home, I suddenly felt a sharp pain hit her, and Goddess Qiao suddenly sweated. I finally endured the severe pain and returned home, said hello to the nanny and went upstairs into my room.

Milky white steam fills the bathroom, and a faint scent of roses lingers around. Denim shorts, white shirts, and plain white nenais, casually thrown next to the bathtub.

A snow-white arm slowly pulls back the shower curtain. As if the movie was opening, Goddess Joe's body, whiter than a freshly peeled egg, was revealed from behind the shower curtain.

Stepping out of the bathtub with his ivory slender jade legs, Qiao Yingying came to the mirror and reached out to wipe off the steam on it.

In the mirror, the beautiful Qiao who had just come out of the bath loomed in the moisture, with black hair hanging down, a straight neck, flat shoulders and straight back, thin waist and plump buttocks, everything was so perfect, but, just that the towering jade girl peaks looked extremely incongruous.

A proud mountain that has never been conquered, a snow-white as jade, and a red cherry blossom. The other one looked like a steamed bun that had been grabbed by Elder Jigong, and the black marks on the five fingers were clearly recognizable. The handprints were red, swollen and burning, as if they had been burned by a soldering iron. The originally pink cherries also show signs of transformation into raisins.

"Boom! Long Leiyan, you bastard! How will people get married in the future? Goddess Qiao didn't dare to look at it anymore after just one look, sat on her clothes with her knees in her arms, and cried: "Just wait, this girl will never spare you!" ”

She looked down again, and cried again, how embarrassed to go to the hospital to see this kind of injury!

Long Lei Yan smiled in front of him again, "Bad guy, why have I never found you so bad before!" Kick you to death! As if Long Lei Yan was in front of her, Goddess Qiao raised her foot and kicked it.

This kick was kicking on the bathtub, and the toenail that was half broken was completely broken, and Qiao Yingying's painful tears couldn't stop falling down.

There was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged woman's voice came from outside the door: "Winwin, I heard Sister Liu say that you went upstairs to take a shower as soon as you got home, it's been an hour, are you okay?" ”

Qiao Yingying hurriedly stopped crying, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Mom, I'm fine, I'll come out immediately!" ”

Afraid that his mother would be worried, Qiao Yingying hurriedly wiped off the water stains, changed into a light-colored clean home clothes, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Mother was sitting at Qiao Yingying's desk, casually flipping through a copy of Whitman's "Leaves of Grass" and perhaps saw the wonderful, she chanted softly: "Where there is soil and water, there is grass ......"

Qiao Yingying stood obediently behind her mother and gently rubbed her shoulders. Her gray hair had thinned, and her swaying hair revealed the wrinkled skin on her mother's neck, and the stiff muscles in her neck bulged.

's mother is old, and Qiao Yingying's heart is sour. Parents work hard for their children all their lives, and they don't need their children to reciprocate, but a little bit of care can make them very happy, they are usually busy with work, and their younger brother is still in school. It's time to spend more time with them!

"In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi Shiyun 'left the grass on the plain, and he was one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. This Whitman's poems also have the same effect, and it seems that no matter where the art of the Chinese language is to the extreme, it is the same. The mother put down the book of poems, patted her daughter's hand to signal her to stop, then turned her head to look at her, and said softly, "Aren't you on duty today?" How did you get back? Is there anything unpleasant, can you tell your mother? ”

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruo's mother, the daughter is rarely so strange, could it be that she has a boyfriend?

The corners of Qiao Yingying's mouth curled up and smiled slightly, holding his mother's arm, like a little girl, and said coquettishly: "Where is it, I met a jumper today, I persuaded him to come down, it was too draining at the time, so I wanted to go home and rest!" ”

"That's a good thing, even if it's a little grass, it's a life, you can do your duty to save someone's life, mom is happy for you!" The mother coughed violently as she spoke, and the green tendons in her neck trembled.