Chapter 213: The Old Man Who Ran Away

The grandeur of the wedding has nothing to do with me.

"Whoa!"

After the sound of water, Wei Ranxin lifted his face from the washbasin in the bathroom, and the tears on his face were washed clean.

She felt that only by being clean like this would she have nothing to worry about. will make your heart very calm.

I tidied up my hair, dried my face with wet wipes, took out the makeup mirror from my bag, and touched up my face with foundation. She took a deep breath and smiled in the mirror at all this last night.

The smile was a little reluctant.

So he pursed his lips again, adjusted his mood, and smiled in the mirror again.

I feel like I'm able to go out without letting anyone see any change in mood. Only then did he tidy up the clothes on his body again, and the double-sided tweed robe was tightened with a belt to make the waist appear more slender.

Turn two corners, except for the bathroom door.

As soon as he turned out, the whole person seemed to be frozen. It was like being hit by a bullet in the chest, and the impact was very painful and dull.

A man, leaning against the wall, shoulders against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, and then a puff of smoke was sprayed on her face, ruffian.

"You...... You...... I...... I ......"

Wei Ranxin told himself many times that when facing that bastard again, he must be calm, and he must let himself not care about anything, as if he were an ordinary acquaintance.

But now that all of a sudden they were face to face, she panicked.

"I opened a room here!"

Hou Ping'an's voice was very light, so light that only Wei Ranxin could hear it, and his voice was also very fluctuating, as if it had been blown into his ears by a breeze.

"I ...... I'm going back! ”

There was a tone in her voice that almost made her cry.

It was indeed a crying tone, some out-of-control cries, echoing in the room where there were only two people. It's almost like a sob.

Wei Ranxin pinched Hou Ping'an hard, and then pinched himself hard.

The last two were both bruised and purple. It's just that after getting dressed, you can't see it at all. The pinching place is not on the face, and there is no broken phase.

Hou Ping'an lay down and looked at Wei Ranxin, who was already dressed neatly, and smiled.

"You'd better wait a little longer, they probably haven't left the hotel yet."

"Disgusting!"

Wei Ranxin scolded, turned around and left.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly rushed over like crazy again, slammed the bag in his hand at Hou Ping'an, and made a fierce "ah-" sound, biting Hou Ping'an's neck in one bite.

But the teeth stopped on the neck and slowly relaxed.

Wei Ranxin slowly straightened up, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she once again sorted out her clothes, once again used the makeup mirror to sort out the makeup on her face, and also tidied up her hair.

"Bang!"

There was a heavy sound of the door closing, which made Hou Ping'an feel that this woman seemed to use all her strength to slam the door. When I left, I didn't look back, and I was determined.

She even hated herself very much, why couldn't she control herself so much.

As long as this man said a word and a look, she obediently followed to the hotel room. There wasn't even a shred of strength to resist.

But the more I hate, the more my heart hurts.

When she walked out into the street, a gust of cold wind tossed her hair again. Break up, then break up, what are you still nostalgic for?

It's just that as I walked, I couldn't help but look back at the tall floor of the hotel, there seemed to be a window, and there were still people looking at themselves, right?

Perhaps, this bastard shouldn't be ruthless to the point of having a bad conscience, right?

looked at it, didn't look back, confidently lifted the long hair, the long hair was blown by the wind in the air, scattered a little, like a dandelion in the wind.

Hou Ping'an was still lying on the bed, there was still residual warmth next to the quilt, long hair on the pillow, and a water stain on the sheet. Wei Ranxin's reaction was beyond his imagination.

He just seemed to remember Wei Ranxin's goodness. But he didn't think deeply about where Wei Ranxin's crazy mood came from.

It's not that I can't figure it out, but it's that I don't want to think about it where I understand.

People are like that, sometimes they are shrewd to death, and sometimes they are so confused that they want to die. Whether you are shrewd or confused, you are only adjusted according to your own emotional needs.

Maybe Wei Ranxin will be admitted to Changling City in the second half of the year. But what about passing the test? Hou Ping'an never seemed to have thought about this problem.

I got dressed and got a glass of wine in the wine cabinet.

Huang Fatzi's marriage did not touch Hou Ping'an much. All the thinking and discussion about marriage is only temporary, and he has no commitment to marriage, so what can he give Wei Ranxin?

The phone vibrate, and the yellow fat man can reach it.

"Brother, where did you go? Are you going back? ”

"No, sleep in the hotel. Are you done? ”

"I'm done, I'm tired, I'm ready to go back. I just didn't see you, so I asked. Then it seemed that Lao Huang changed places, lowered his voice and said to Hou Ping'an, "Brother, this matter is over." But I'm not very sure, but don't worry, I record this experience every day and use it as a reference for you! ”

"Fuck off!"

Hou Ping'an scolded with a smile. Huang Fatzi is really a sassy operation.

Come on, I can't sleep, and I can't drink wine alone. I just got dressed and went out to check out. When he went to the parking lot to pick up the car, he just drove out of the car when he saw a person waving at him non-stop.

"Yang Yuefen?"

Hou Ping'an stopped the car suspiciously, as if this girl was waiting for him here. He lowered the window and smiled at her, "What's wrong?" Want to get a massage with me again? ”

Yang Yuefen didn't blush, and smiled: "What about it?" Don't talk about this, are you going back to Changling City now? If you go back, do me a favor! ”

"What's the matter?"

"This ......" Yang Yuefen took out a large bag from her bag, "She put it with me last time, and she probably forgot to take it away." She's busy with papers again, and I'm at school, so I don't have time to look for her, so you can drop by and bring it over! ”

"What's that? It can't be an aunt towel for women, right? I'll go, I don't dare to bring this thing, how unlucky! Hou Ping'an smiled.

This made Yang Yuefen blush with laughter, "phew", and said with a tiger face: "Do you bring it or not, big men's, grinding or something, makeup things, she bought them from overseas, it's quite expensive." ”

"Okay, give it to me!"

Hou Ping'an took it and asked with a smile by the way: "Do you want to press a motorcycle together again?" I'm in for a treat! ”

"Press your head!"

Yang Yuefen said angrily and waved her hand: "Let's go!" ”

Hou Ping'an shouted: "I haven't said thank you yet!" ”

"Thank you!"

Yang Yuefen laughed and glanced back at Hou Ping'an, but she didn't expect to be tripped over something suddenly, and she almost fell, and Hou Ping'an laughed again.

The girl waved her fist at Hou Ping'an viciously, and hurried away all the way.

Zhuo Ling also seems to have not contacted herself for a long time.

While Hou Ping'an was driving, he was about to call Zhuo Ling. But I didn't expect a call to come in, and I saw that it was Zhuo Ling calling. It is estimated that Yang Yuefen and her have passed the conversation.

"Masterβ€”"

As soon as it was connected, there was a familiar voice with a little coquettish and a tail note.

Hou Ping'an smiled.

In fact, Zhuo Ling is really cute, although she is a little bit of a little girl's care, but what girl doesn't have this kind of cute care?

"Yes, Master is not dead."

"Phew!" Zhuo Ling's voice came from there with three mouthfuls of "phew", and then I heard her say, "Master, I gave you three times, don't say such unlucky words in the future, even if you say it, you must immediately snort three times in a row, so that you won't be unlucky." Remember? ”

also pretended to be very old-fashioned and told Hou Ping'an.

"Got it, just tell me, where can I send you?" Hou Ping'an was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so he asked directly, driving the car.

"I'll be waiting for you at the school gate!" Zhuo Ling asked tentatively.

"Okay, you wait for me at the door." Hou Ping'an hung up the phone.

Forty minutes distance from Taohua County to Changling City. When Hou Ping'an arrived, Zhuo Ling was already waiting at the door. Seeing Hou Ping'an's familiar Porsche, she jumped and waved her hand.

It's spring, but the girl is wearing a tight jeans and jeans. The figure is tense and the lines are stretched unevenly. Coupled with a pair of small white shoes, the youthful beauty and liveliness of the female students are brought out.

"Master, Master, here, here!"

Zhuo Ling almost jumped over, seeing Hou Ping'an driving the door, she rushed over, and held Hou Ping'an's arm with her hand, and proudly raised her face to look at Hou Ping'an, the corners of her mouth were crooked, like a spring flower.

"I haven't seen Master for a long time, I'm too busy, and the paper will be handed in in a week!"

Speaking of this, Zhuo Ling frowned.

"How can I get you something like this?" Hou Ping'an raised his hand, made a gesture of surrender, and looked at Zhuo Ling again, "Open the back door and put it on the back seat." Take it yourself. ”

"Okay!"

Zhuo Ling let go of Hou Ping'an's arm, opened the back door of the car, took out the things, and shook them at Hou Ping'an.

"Thank you, Master, I'll invite you to dinner!"

"I'm not a rice bucket, I just finished eating the wedding wine, and now I'm going to eat again? Let's go, write your essay well. Hou Ping'an habitually touched the top of her head.

Zhuo Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled, but then she felt a little regretful.

"Master, it's been a long time since we both master and apprentice got together, or ...... When I'm done with my paper, let's have dinner together, shall we? Good no good? ”

It's a little coquettish again.

"We'll talk about it then." Hou Ping'an waved his hand casually, but he didn't want to slap it in the place where it shouldn't be, the grinding disc was quite round and elastic, he pretended to be fine, got in the car and left.

Zhuo Ling also pretended to be fine, took her things, and turned around happily to leave.

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