The master is not sick (2)
The light is Siyi, and Mengyun leaned on Ling Jie's wrist full of happiness: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen enough?" Mengyun put the quilt on the side of her body. She didn't expect that Ling Jie, the kid just now, would actually set his sights on a small grassland. made her feel very angry and ashamed. After all, this is the second time he has done things with Ling Jie, and it is a matter of face!
"Of course, I can't get enough of it in my life, because I love you!" Ling Jie pursed his lips, gently pinched the bridge of Mengyun's nose, and smiled evilly. After Ling Jie's visual inspection just now, this little girl is a little shallower than Xia Bing's. may be because Xia Bing is one year older than her. Ling Jie could only explain like this, and at the same time he was nostalgic for the picture just now.
"Phew, it's shameless! Hmph, I'm going to take a shower. Mengyun wrapped herself in the quilt, kicked Ling Jie gently, and walked into the bathroom. Ling Jie sat on the bed, took out a Chinese cigarette and lit it, inhaling deeply, and from time to time glancing at Mengyun who was taking a shower in the bathroom.
Half an hour later, Mengyun came to Ling Jie wrapped in a bath towel: "You, what are you still doing in a daze?" Go take a shower, it's all dirty! Mengyun glanced at Ling Jie angrily, sat down on the sofa next to her, turned on the TV and watched. I am also thinking about it in my heart, and the crazy picture just now is very nostalgic. Especially, the last sprint!
Ling Jie glanced at Meng Yun, who was sitting on the sofa just now, and could only rush into the bathroom obediently. Although Mengyun was stupid when doing things, Ling Jie was not angry. This is enough to prove that this little girl is a very innocent little girl, which is why Ling Jie listened to her so much just now. He believed that after a while, Mengyun's skills would definitely improve. With Ling Jie here, what else can you not learn?
Ling Jie took ten minutes before taking a shower. After Ling Jie came out of the bathroom, he came to the balcony and glanced at the passers-by downstairs. He took a deep breath, stretched, and swung his fist.
At this time, he saw a very familiar back. As for who this back is, he is not sure. He was sure it must have been a man. Just now, a middle-aged man with sunglasses walked out of a Mercedes Benz and walked into this hotel.
That is, the hotel where Ling Jie stayed tonight made the nerves in Ling Jie's mind constantly spin, and his eyes seemed to pop out. Who is this man? How do you look at it more and more familiar, where have you seen it? No, it's the first time I've come to Zhouzhou.
Ling Jie is here, he doesn't have any friends at all! It was really strange, the mysteries in Ling Jie's mind came one after another, deeply hitting every nerve in his brain. Could it be him? That's unlikely! Isn't he in Los Angeles, what are he doing here? Yes, no! You have to figure it out, there must be ghosts in this, otherwise it would be impossible to run here at night.
Having made up his mind, Ling Jie came to the room. Using his perspective, he intended to use this to see the man's face clearly. As soon as the perspective was used, all the scenery within a radius of 100 meters floated in Ling Jie's sight. Not only the people in the hotel, but everything within a hundred meters could not escape Ling Jie's perspective. Now that Ling Jie has practiced perspective to the fifth level, he can use an hour of time, which is enough to make a movie.