128 What is there to swear by (thanks to simple and live enough drills)

On the silent greenway, Li Mo's words are particularly clear, and the meaning is clear, as if Zhang Minglang and this Su Xiaomi, who I don't know anything about, are a pair of solid lovers in his eyes, and these things are embedded in my heart like a nail. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ะจะฉะฉ.(7)(9)XS.ัะžะœ

Zhang Minglang was probably confused, and he didn't react to this sentence at all, but me, who didn't know whether to live or die, pretended to be relaxed and said: "Classmate Li, my surname is Chen, my name is Chen Sansan, and my name is Su Xiaomi." โ€

As soon as I finished speaking, I caught a glimpse of Li Mo's expression changing, but he quickly said with a hippie smile: "Sister-in-law, you heard it wrong, I just said that crispy millet cooking rice is a good fruit." โ€

Li Mo's reaction was really fast, but this explanation was a bit far-fetched, I heard it, but because Zhang Minglang's face was not good, I had to smile and say, "Hungry?" Eat more later. โ€

The next supper, I ate not the taste, scribbled after eating, after all those people dispersed, I pressed the turbulence in my heart, and 'got' Zhang Minglang, who was still a little drunk, back home.

Throwing him on the couch, I went to 'get' a hot 'wool' towel and came over to cover his face, but he suddenly grabbed my hand and refused to let go of anything.

It is said that you can spit out the truth after drinking, I think give it a try and ask, who is Su Xiaomi, who was mentioned by Li Mo.

So I stroked Zhang Minglang's face and asked softly: "Zhang Minglang, who is Su Xiaomi?" Is it someone you love? โ€

Zhang Minglang reached out and pressed it on top of my hand, and said in a muffled voice from his throat, "Chen Sansan." โ€

I didn't give up, and asked again: "What about Su Xiaomi, who is she?" โ€

Zhang Minglang muttered and said vaguely: "Chen Sansan, don't make noise, I'm sleepy." โ€

I finally gave up.

With doubts, inexplicable loss, etc., he wiped Zhang Minglang's body, took off his shoes, and 'got' him into the bedroom.

I was in a complicated mood, where was it so easy to fall asleep, and when I came out of the shower, I was really not in the mood to read English books, so I sat in the lobby and watched TV.

Who knows, Zhang Minglang was just thrown on the coffee table by me, and suddenly it rang.

Here comes the text message.

I glanced at it lightly, and the person who sent the text message was Li Mo.

Let's be honest, when I used to watch TV, I thought that those 'women' went to look at their boyfriends or husbands, which was an unreasonable behavior, I would think that they were insecure, too controlling 'desire', etc., they were the kind of 'women' I looked down on.

But I ended up where I am today.

For a few days, I have been looking back with reluctance, and cautiously looking forward, but today, I begin to wonder if all this is a beautiful fantasy, and how sad it is.

In the end, I became the kind of 'woman' that I looked down upon.

I quickly picked up Zhang Minglang's, but I didn't dare to click on it decisively, but looked at the screen above and stared at it for a full five minutes, and then I trembled my fingers and clicked on it.

"Lao Zhang, I seem to have said the wrong thing today, I thought my sister-in-law was still called Su Xiaomi, but it turned out to be a change. After a quick mouth, I said Su Xiaomi's name and asked my sister-in-law to listen to it, and you can explain it yourself. I didn't say it sooner, really. โ€

After reading it, I regretted it, and hurriedly withdrew, and put it back on the coffee table, and then stepped on the cold marble floor and returned to the bed.

Zhang Minglang in his sleep, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were flickering, still with clear contours and soft lines, I looked at him, there was always a little trance, and I still felt that all this was a fictional fantasy in my mind, and in real life, we could no longer have the moment when the footsteps were repeated and overlapped.

As if to be sure of my 'chaotic' heart, I took out the two little red books from the 'drawer' at the head of the bed, on which we were still smiling like 'flowers', shining so brightly that I couldn't open my eyes.

I suddenly remembered a very common saying, that is, people who are confused are more likely to be happy.

If you have been miserable for too long, you will feel that peace and happiness are precious now.

I finally put the two little red books back in, walked out barefoot, and then walked to the balcony, climbed up to the balcony in the dim light of the night, and looked at the sparsely populated mangrove park at two or three o'clock in the morning.

The dizziness of sitting on the tall building quickly subsided, and I gazed at the esplanade, which had become small to my eyes, and the people crawling below, hurried and tired, and the star-like lights stretched to the end of the darkness.

I suddenly found that I loved Zhang Minglang, and I loved him like this endless darkness, unable to find the source and the end.

Suddenly, I remembered Huang Simin's words.

I began to wonder if my current state was good or bad.

I thought about it carefully, Zhang Wenyao's actions during this period of time, and suddenly realized that from the moment I decided to hold Zhang Minglang's hand once, I fell into a whirlpool of struggle, I may not need to fight, but I at least have to be an obstacle that does not hinder the progress of my own man.

Thinking about it this way, I jumped off the balcony, walked into the study, pulled out an English textbook, and began to study carefully.

The next day, I got up early in the morning, went into my study, and typed on the computer, searching for all the information about Sidley.

When Zhang Minglang walked in, I didn't raise my head, continued to knock, and then said, "Breakfast is over there, you go and eat, I'm busy." โ€

Zhang Minglang listened to me a little depressed, came over after breakfast, and asked a little stammered: "Wife, what do you eat at noon?" โ€

I suddenly remembered that a while ago, when we hadn't gotten back together, he was acting like he was busy on the weekend, and now he sleeps until ten o'clock and finishes breakfast, and is he still in the mood to take care of lunch? It wasn't supposed to be busy before, right?

So I gave him a blank look and said, "I just finished breakfast, what do you think about at noon, haven't you been very busy on weekends before?" Why are you so laid-back now? โ€

Zhang Minglang 'touched' his head and said curtly: "I haven't married a wife before, and if I don't work hard to make money, I'm afraid that I won't be able to marry a wife, but now that the raw rice is cooked and cooked, of course, eating is the most important thing." โ€

I just glanced at him, still good-looking eyebrows, still with my affectionate appearance, obviously last night to tell myself, I don't know anything about the "Su Xiaomi" as the sand that accidentally entered my eyes, 'kneaded' it, swallowed.

However, the sand entered the eye, and even if I thought about the pain, it would still inadvertently remind me that it was there.

So I pretended to be casual and said, "Eh, Li Mo sent you a text message last night, I accidentally clicked on it, I'm sorry." โ€

Zhang Minglang glanced at me, suddenly turned around quickly and ran to pick up his, and after glancing at it, he hurriedly ran to the study, stunned to hug me from behind, and immediately explained: "Chen Sansan, you have to believe me, this is a misunderstanding." Su Xiaomi was my little sister at that time, she didn't know how, she often called QQ to find me, let me help find information or something, I didn't refuse to help a few times, so that everyone in the same bedroom knew such a person, but the conscience of heaven and earth, I only love you. โ€

When I heard this, the big stone in my heart was half lowered, but I was very greedy and wanted to continue to listen to his love words.

I said, "Then you swear, you have nothing to do with her, otherwise, you will be punished for being lonely for the rest of your life, hehe." โ€

Zhang Minglang paused, let go of me a little sneeringly, and said, "What is there to swear about." โ€

I groaned.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Minglang, his expression was not natural, nor weird, in short, a little awkward.

The atmosphere dropped eighteen degrees all at once, and my gut told me that they really had something, I just didn't know if it was after we fell in love, or after we broke up.

That's right, I'm still 'very' confident in Zhang Minglang, and I know that he is not the kind of person who will cheat in love.

Although I felt uncomfortable in my heart, I couldn't blame him for not making a mistake in his relationship with me, so I had to pretend to be relaxed and push him and say, "Tease you, don't you have me, how can you be lonely and old." โ€

It's rare to be hypocritical, Zhang Minglang is very useful, and he rushed over to hug me, and I pushed him again: "Don't make trouble, can you go buy some food and come back, I can't drive the car, and I carry it so much." โ€

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhang Minglang suddenly patted his head and said, "Chen Sansan, discuss something with you." โ€

I was startled by his serious tone all of a sudden, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, tell me quickly!" โ€

Zhang Minglang said: "Yesterday, my cousin called me, he said that he didn't want to go back to Zhanjiang, and wanted me to arrange a job for him, and he said that he could do anything and was not afraid of being tired." โ€

I was sluggish for a while before I realized that the "cousin" in Zhang Minglang's mouth meant my cousin Chen Zhengqiang.

Thinking about how Zhang Minglang entered the play so quickly, it was only a few days after he got married, and he directly regarded Chen Zhengqiang as his cousin, and I wiped it out.

Although I thought that he could treat my family like this, my heart was 'very' sweet, and I was afraid that he would readily agree to help Chen Zhengqiang, so I hurriedly said: "Don't care what he says, don't agree, let him find a job by himself." โ€

Who knew that Zhang Minglang 'touched' his head, and said embarrassedly: "Oh, I promised him yesterday." โ€

I was anxious, rolled my eyes and said, "Don't you dislike him?!" โ€

Zhang Minglang continued to 'touch' his head, and said with a smile: "But as soon as he opened his mouth yesterday, he called my brother-in-law, and he also called a brother-in-law, I listened to it and was happy in my heart, and I accidentally agreed, you won't blame me." โ€

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Zhang Minglang, can your EQ be a little lower! Call you brother-in-law, you can give some face, and if you don't give face, just say coolly, just call me Mr. Zhang. What the hell are you so happy about!

Before he finished complaining in his heart, Zhang Minglang said again: "Well, I don't think my cousin's essence is too bad, but he didn't guide him well." Anyway, after the 'Spring Festival', you have to go back to Shengde to work together, and I will definitely be busier, I don't have time to pick you up, you squeeze the subway to 'hand' me off, and then I will ask him to be your driver. โ€

I sighed, Zhang Minglang suddenly sighed coldly and said, "Eh, Chen Sansan, you will be alone in the empty room next week." โ€

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