I'm also curious, what's going on? How to go halfway and don't go.

"My teacher lives on the thirteenth floor, you know what to do, right?" Mengyun shook the red high heels on her right foot and said with a hint on her face. She had already made up her mind, she just wanted Ling Jie to carry her on her back. At this time, Ling Jie was stunned. Isn't this a clear pitfall, there is no elevator in such a tall building? It's no wonder that this dilapidated community can be equipped with an elevator, this is an old building ten years ago, and many of the cement powder on the walls have aged.

"Hey, that's fine. Who made me love you so much? But kiss one first! Ling Jie leaned his face over and smiled at Mengyun. Mengyun is not heavy, only about ninety pounds, which is trivial for Ling Jie. Isn't it the thirteenth floor, even if it is the thirtyth floor, Ling Jie can't kick it in one breath. If you can't even carry your own woman, is it still a man?

"Hee-hee, okay!" Meng Yun nodded on Ling Jie's face and said with a smile: "Let's go down!" Seeing Ling Jie agree, Mengyun was very happy.

"Okay, let's get in the car!" Ling Jie squatted down in front of Mengyun, then handed the red wine and bird's nest in his hand to Mengyun, and ran to the roof of the building with her on his back. Ling Jie could feel that a certain mountain peak was sticking to his back, which made him feel a fire in his heart.

"Drive, drive!" Mengyun gently patted Ling Jie's ass with a palm, as if she was driving a horse, making Ling Jie really want to find a place to get in. This little girl, what do you think of yourself? On the thirteenth floor, Ling Jie didn't kick it in a single breath, and he came to this top floor.

Ling Jie wanted to knock lightly on the door with his head! At this time, Mengyun was white-eyed: "Quick, let me down!" "This kid is stupid. How can you knock on the door with your head, I really don't know if I'm deliberately angry with myself or what.

Ling Jie did this just now, not because he wanted to be angry with Mengyun. I just want to feel more, a certain mountain peak is close to the back. Ling Jie is not such a small-bellied person. Helpless, Ling Jie could only put her down and took the opportunity to gently tap on a certain buttocks. At that moment, it ushered in Mengyun's glare. Mengyun straightened her dress, clenched her fists and knocked on the door in front of her, which looked a little old.

As soon as I knocked on it, a middle-aged woman with her right hand supporting her waist came and opened the door. This is Mengyun's primary school teacher, Wang Jia! Wang Jia, Chinese New Year's Eve, has a flat face and an average figure. A very ordinary elementary school teacher, currently retired due to health reasons, may die at the age of forty.

"Xiaoyun, why are you here?" Wang Jia said with a look of surprise. Between words and deeds, the body was shaking slightly. It's like a convulsion.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Mengyun helped Wang Jia and walked into the room. Ling Jie was stunned and followed. If Ling Jie guessed correctly, this teacher Wang Jia should have suffered from a sudden illness, otherwise it would not be possible for her age to be like this.

"Teacher, why don't you tell me when you're sick!" Mengyun helped Wang Jia sit down on the sofa and said quite angrily. Among so many teachers in Mengyun, the one she respects the most is her teacher Wang Jia. There is no doubt that he has already treated her like his own mother.

"It's fine, it's just a small problem! By the way, this is your boyfriend, right? ”