"Where's the letter?" Xu Jinfeng asked curiously, her eyes were sharp, and she saw the postcard at once, and immediately stopped working, and shouted loudly: "Is that Ye Haichao again?" ”

The sound of the sewing machine stopped at the same time, Lou Juxiang and the others all looked at it with great interest, Ye Haichao is a man as soon as he hears the name, and there are postcards, there is a situation.

Su Wanrou nodded shyly, she had already seen the three big characters on the back, who was this person, how could she chase after her, even she knew that she lived in Mopan Mountain.

"It's a postcard, right? It's popular for people in the city to send this, who sent it to you? Tang Laifeng asked with a smile.

Su Wanrou's face turned even redder, how could she be embarrassed to say, but Xu Jinfeng hurriedly replied, "It's a man named Ye Haichao, when he was in Songcheng a few days ago, he also sent a bouquet of roses every day, the flowers were strange and beautiful, and he also sandwiched a postcard, and the words written on it gave me goosebumps." ”

Xu Jinfeng rubbed his arms vividly as he spoke, Su Wanrou looked embarrassed, regretting opening the letter, and should wait until there was no one at night.

Tang Laifeng and the others stopped working, and surrounded Su Wanrou and chattered.

"What's on the postcard? Is it a love poem? I heard my sister-in-law say that the people over there in Songcheng are numb, what else do you say dear, baby, ......" Lou Juxiang said exaggeratedly, and everyone laughed.

"It's a love poem, I still remember."

Xu Jinfeng cleared her throat and was about to recite a love poem, Su Wanrou was so anxious to cover her mouth, but how could her little arms and legs stop Big Guy Xu, and she could block it with one finger.

"I'll read it to you, and the thoughts that fall high up and pull at my heart."

Xu Jinfeng read the sentence seriously, but she didn't remember it very clearly, anyway, the general meaning was about the same, Tang Laifeng and the others laughed heartily, and their tears came out of their eyes.

"What's the heart? Pick with your mouth or pick with your hand? This person named Ye Haichao is not a sour scholar. Tang Laifeng smiled and wiped his tears.

"I must use my mouth to pick it, what does it mean to pick it with my hands, I think it's wrong, it's better to pick N directly, don't men think about this!"

Lou Juxiang is more serious, but the words she said went directly to the high speed and was about to drive into space.

Tang Laifeng and the others laughed even more wildly, slapping the sewing machine loudly, Su Wanrou's face was so red that she could drip blood, and she couldn't help beating Xu Jinfeng with anger.

Xu Jinfeng didn't take this bit of strength to heart at all, ignored it directly, and began to read the second paragraph again, "Also, I think about it, what is it, I think of it, water and stones, bang, water touches stones, stones touch water, that's it." ”

Tang Laifeng and the others were stunned, laughed together, and squeezed their eyes ambiguously at Su Wanrou.

"This is clearly trying to touch Wanrou, and it hits, tsk, this can't be clearer, Wanrou, this man just wants to sleep with you!" Lou Juxiang summarized it skillfully, and it was still very in place.

"That's right, it's all very clear, Wanrou, what does this Ye Haichao do, what does it look like, if it's still passable, I'll see it everywhere." Tang Laifeng instigated.

Su Wanrou was so ashamed that she just wanted to go through the cracks in the ground, she had lived for thirty-seven years, and it was the first time she had heard such a straightforward and vulgar meat joke, it was not just blowing a pool of spring water, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

These people are also too ...... to talk It's too direct, what can't she sleep, she doesn't even know who this person is.

"I don't know, don't talk about it, I'm ashamed."

Su Wanrou covered her face, and her voice was thinner than a mosquito call.