Chapter 902: That Child Is Stupid......
Moreover, it is quite a toss. [No pop-ups. 】
In the car, Ye Jiaqi kept making trouble.
One moment she banged on the window, the next she put down her seat belt, and wanted to grab the steering wheel.
Good thing there is a good hotel near the bar, five minutes by car, the owner parked the car directly.
"Miss Ye, give me your family's phone number, and I'll call them." The owner stopped the car.
Ye Jiaqi propped his head, refused to get out of the car again, and shook his head: "Without a family, my mother doesn't want me anymore, and the baby doesn't want me anymore." Do you think I'm doing something wrong, otherwise why wouldn't they want me?"
"Hey!" The boss knew that there was nothing to talk to the drunk, "Let's go, I'll take you to your room to rest." ”
Ye Jiaqi's face was flushed, and there was a shallow mist on his long eyelashes.
After getting drunk, Ye Jiaqi is like a teenage girl who doesn't know the world.
"I don't go, I don't go, I want to sit outside and watch the rain"
"It's the same when you go upstairs and look upstairs."
"It's different, you can't see it when you go upstairs."
"I can see it." The boss coaxed Ye Jiaqi like a child.
He responsibly sent Ye Jiaqi upstairs, and told the hotel waiter to look at it, so he left with confidence.
Ye Jiaqi collapsed on the bed as soon as he entered the room, so tired that he didn't want to move.
"An'an, why are you leaving, don't want me. It's so boring to be alone."
Ye Jiaqi grabbed the pillow and buried his little head in the quilt.
"Ignore me, no one talks to me. When I was a child, no one paid attention to me when I was left on the street by my bad stepmother, so I walked and walked alone. The wild fruits on the side of the road are not tasty, sour and astringent. It's still a delicious meal made by my mother, sweet and sour pork ribs, as well as braised fish and white rice."
"But my bad stepmother kicked me out, and my mother didn't want me anymore. I can only walk and walk, and there are children bullying me."
"They hit me with stones, and they clapped and laughed, they hated them"
"They say I'm a wild child, a wild child that no one wants. It's not, my mom is so good."
"Then someone lied to me with a lollipop and died, but the lollipop was better than the wild fruit, so I went home with him. Really, necrotic"
"If he lied to me with a lollipop now, I would ignore him. What is so good about lollipops."
"Why doesn't anyone pay attention to me, you talk. I'm right, what's so good about lollipops."
"Why can a lollipop fool a child, that child is stupid"
Ye Jiaqi patted the pillow and pursed his mouth.
Why don't you speak, don't ignore her.
But why is it so quiet?
Nobody pays attention to her, no one pays attention to her
She lay quietly on the bed, motionless, and the sound of the rain came to her ears.
The rain was ticking, knocking on the windows.
Orange light poured down from overhead, shining on Ye Jiaqi's body like moonlight, plating a light layer of gold on her ruddy face.
The drunken Ye Jiaqi is very quiet, and his gentle little face is like a spring flower, blooming.
The eyelids move occasionally, and the long eyelashes twitch slightly, which is particularly attractive.
She lay on the big bed with a pillow in her arms, and slept quietly, no longer talking.
Outside the window, the rain fell on the glass, crackling, and there was peace and tranquility everywhere.
At night in the city, the lights are blurred and the sky is dark.
Sycamore trees, three more rain.
A leaf, a sound, the empty street drips to the light.