"Why didn't you like why you wrote it to him?" Jiang Shen frowned and took the pink letter and envelope in his hand.

"Practice." Song Nianan is like a good baby, she will reply to whatever Jiang Shen asks, without hiding it or saying much.

"Practice?" Therefore, after the special little table mates feel that they can write for another person after practicing.

I'm even more angry!

"Uh-huh, yes." She tiptoed, grabbed the clothes on Jiang Shen's waist with one hand, and wanted to hold the envelope in Jiang Shen's hand with the other hand, but was dodged by the other party.

She raised her eyes and looked into the boy's eyes looking at her, which were so deep that she couldn't understand them.

"Since you're practicing, you might as well write it for me, after all, I've received so many love letters, and I'm experienced in this kind of thing." Jiang Shen suppressed his emotions and said in a dark voice.

"But......" Song Nianan looked at him tangledly, loosened his clothes, and muttered, "It was originally written for you." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Shen was stunned, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations.

"I want to date you, and my friend said that dating starts with writing love letters, but I don't know how to write love letters." Song Nianan narrated very calmly.

The depression in Jiang Shen's heart was swept away, and the more he looked at Song Nian'an, the more he felt that she was really cute.

The sparkling sweetness quickly bursts from the heart to every corner of the body, and the whole body is comfortable.

"Take it." He happily stuffed the things in his hand into Song Nian'an's arms.

He smiled and softened the contours of his face.

"You don't have to trouble others, since you wrote it for me, just write it directly." Anyway, it doesn't work to find someone else to practice.

"Oh." Song Nianan took the things well.

"What else to buy?" The mall is big, you have everything, there are five floors, you can always find what you want.

Song Nianan yawned, a little tear appeared in the corner of his eyes, and said vaguely, "No, I'm so sleepy." ”

The things she needed were already there, and there was no need to shop again.

Girls speak slowly, just like people, soft and well-behaved, and very sincere.

Jiang Shen's voice was a few degrees gentler.

Jiang Shen followed Song Nianan back to the porridge shop.

Song Nian'an's bicycle is parked here.

Jiang Shen looked up, the night was very dark, although there were street lights, but he still didn't worry about the girl riding a bicycle back.

So he grabbed the other party's hand on the handle, squeezed it, and said with a smile, "I'll take you back, you just have to say it." ”

There is no room for negotiation.

Song Nianan didn't want to discuss it so much, so he let go directly and walked to the back, "Okay." ”

She's so tired, it's nice to have someone to carry her.

Jiang Shen pulled his lips and smiled even wider.

Especially when the girl's arms are wrapped around his thin waist and abdomen, and her little head is clearly felt resting on his back, the pleasure between her eyebrows and eyes is even greater.

Jiujin secretly gave his host a thumbs up, the host is really the host, if he doesn't make a move, it's just that, and it's so powerful when he shoots.

In the depths of the alley, there is a scuffle, which sounds good to be a heads-up, and a group fight to say the worst point.

Seven or eight people beat around a boy in black.

What's more, he took out the short knife on his body.

successfully stabbed people several times before leaving.

The person lying on the ground moved little by little, and the blood on the ground meandered to the mouth of the alley, and he no longer had the strength to fall asleep.

There happened to be a warm dim lamp at the mouth of the alley, but at this moment, people were nesting on the sofas at home, watching TV comfortably, and few people came out.