At this moment, Wang Ying has the heart to die!

How did this once soft and weak, deep and quiet aunt come up with such a trick!

It seems to be completely different from the image of resignation and lingering in her memory, and she looks hideous and forceful, as if she wants to release all the humiliation.

She's like a beast out of the cage!

Damn old man Wang, why don't you care about your daughter-in-law! He cursed angrily in his heart, but vaguely guessed the clue.

Daddy has done so many things, and it takes a long time to step on the sewing machine for any one of them, not to mention that all the black materials are shaken out, and he will immediately become a fatherless child.

His heart was like a cold light, and it was suddenly caught by a blinding red.

Red dress, pearlescent stockings, slouchy red heels.

Lace trim on cuffs, skirt and neckline, red bow hairpin....

When these elements poured into his mind, he forgot about his hatred, and even wanted to shout and help me up!

It's a pity that the hot roses don't bloom for him, he only deserves to watch from afar, and let the flower pickers enjoy this fragrance alone.

His throat tightened, and there was a numbing pain, but he still moved his only able neck, and his eyes widened.

The strong vision didn't wake up anything, he lowered his eyelids in confusion, only to feel a chill all over his body, and he wanted to die.

His face was full of horror, and his throat was whimpering with sorrow, and his eyes were bursting with rage.

Didi... Didi...

With the rapid humming sound of Xinyuanyi, he returned to the night of sketching as a child in a trance, with cicadas chirping and frogs chirping, and in a windy stilted building, the starlight of the dome flickered and blurred.

At that time, the aunt was dressed in red, and the father Wang Xiaoshan was still handsome and chic, just because he was crying and wanting to eat ice cream, he was beaten by the impatient father.

The aunt rubbed the medicine for him with pity, and weakly argued for him.

He beat him badly, but he didn't get ice cream, but he fell asleep with his aunt's sweet nursery rhymes, and the pain was really worth it at that moment.

But when I was half asleep and half awake, I heard the sound of eating ice cream, and I was a little angry, why didn't my father buy it for himself, but they had to eat it secretly.

He lifted the quilt angrily, Miao Jiang's night was cool and gloomy, and with a cry, he gave him goosebumps.

Why did my aunt eat ice cream and be beaten, and she cried in pain, but my father didn't mean to stop at all, and the more he beat him, the more fierce he became, the aunt was begging for mercy, but why was she laughing again.

My aunt was scolded by her father with all kinds of rough orders, and she was willing to do it if she didn't resist.

The bamboo board of the entire stilted building was shaking, and the aunt's cry was even louder, but suddenly she found him in a drunken eye, and exclaimed: Xiaoying, don't look at it!

He immediately hid in the quilt and shivered, but before he knew it, his body seemed to be abnormal.

He wanted to cry, why did his aunt yell at him like a monster, but when he saw that his little friend was playing with pee, he was swaying, as if he was drunk, and he couldn't help laughing.

And at this moment, back to reality, the familiar cry is back, like a blade slashing in Wang Ying's head at this moment.

He wanted to cover his ears and not listen, or even close his eyes and not look, but he looked like a gambler who carefully uncovered his hole cards after studding, and he seemed to be an ignorant teenager hiding in a corner to peek at the martial arts masters practicing superior exercises.

On the green panel, red and white are intertwined, sometimes white is superimposed on top of red and splashed wantonly, sometimes red is merged with white to open and close, and the ink color that can't help but occasionally poke out of the head, but the huge sense of oppression is quickly drowned in the paint.

Wang Ying was dazzled, his breathing was so rapid that the heart source instrument prompted an alarm, and he saw that the exercises of bursting and dancing together were both rigid and soft, and you were as murderous as lightning and as fast as thunder!

It's just a chess opponent, no equal!

His eyes widened, and he didn't care about the shame of stealing learning, he only felt that such a magnificent exercise haunted his heart like a thunderbolt, shattering everything he had learned in the past, and completing a reshaping of his soul! He listened to the almost incarnated lion's roar, and the drunken playmate seemed to be summoned to the soul!

He was overjoyed, and couldn't help but stretch his neck, perhaps it was the master's intention to teach, and the distance was shortened in the fight, and he could even see the coarse sweat on his pores, and he could see every move and style in his heart.

The vigorous exercises were like thunder, so that he was overwhelmed, only to feel that the true qi he had seen and learned surged, the drunkard writhed a few times like life and tried to stand firm, his face was full of joy and was about to exert enough strength to convey internal force, and he could stabilize his heel when he saw it, but he slapped it crisply.

Yang Jing, whose sweat was like oil, had silky eyes, and her monster-like roar turned into a burst of drama: "Xiaoying, you are so perverted!" ”

Wang Ying saw the high-rise building collapse suddenly, he didn't have the intention to listen to that, he couldn't help but roar in a hurry, at this time, he didn't want to observe any exercises, he just wanted to call over and over again to break the sleeping spell, and he concentrated his strength over and over again to no avail.

At last he whimpered like ashes, cursed in his heart, and wept aloud.

At this moment, the exercises were at the peak of fusion, and there was a long and terrible roar, and the red and white completed the masterpiece on the drawing board.

…..

Qin Ruyi looked at the table below, it was already more than twelve o'clock, and Lin Xian didn't reply to a single message.

What are you doing, busy like this!

She lay on the bed tossing and turning, the heat of the heat seemed to boil the sea, she restlessly kicked the quilt away, wrapped in her bathrobe and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, playing a soft music.

There are no snowflakes at night at the mouth of the river, but the melting cold is everywhere, and there are faint figures busy on the white earth.

In the distance, the city was pitch black, like a sleeping lion, and occasionally there was a whistle of the wind, piercing and rapid.

She sighed and walked back and forth in the room, involuntarily recalling Jin Yiyao's words, the touch of her skin, the fiery whisper, and the fire in her heart became even hotter.

Because of Lin Xian's words, he boarded the high-speed train, but after so long, this guy didn't even show his face.

Don't you know how to cherish it if you get it?

He clearly said that he missed me, is it a joke?

She panicked and quickly picked up her phone, which was still silent.

Fingernails slid back and forth on the screen to refresh, and even wondered if there would be no Wi-Fi, she held her phone up and walked back and forth in the house again.

It lasted for two or three minutes, and she gritted her teeth and smiled bitterly, it turned out that she was self-inflicted.

Just as he put down his phone, there was a voice chat, and the annoying guy was finally willing to reply.

She listened to the bell, waited anxiously and sank her heart, and cold him for a while!

Sure enough, the bell kept ringing, over and over again, and she got the initiative and became very proud, so she said in a worried tone: "Lin Xian, is there something wrong with being so late?"

But the next words shattered her calmness, Qin Ruyi quickly rushed to the window and opened the curtain, "Where are you?" ”

She followed the instructions and looked at the snowman rising on the ground in front of the flower bed, but did not find Lin Xian's figure.

Although full of doubts, I quickly put on my coat and went downstairs.