"You ,,,, hum." Leng Yan is helpless, it's good to her, she still doesn't buy it.

You're not one of mine, so why are you meddling in my life. Li Mo opened her big eyes and stubbornly looked directly into Leng Yan's eyes.

'Bai Hua, what are you doing here?' Leng Yan frowned, and looked coldly at the picturesque scenery that came not far away.

During this time, I thought that the white painting had stopped and no longer pestered him, but I didn't know what new tricks I thought of to deal with him.

'Passing by. Without glancing at the tall man, Jing Ruhua walked around the two of them and dropped the word.

'I didn't know you yet, and you stalked me again, and I said stop pestering me. Leng Yan said coldly with a cold face.

Jing Ruhua paused, turned around, and looked directly into the frosty eyes of the cold words.

'Self-inflicted. A fluttering, emotionless voice spit out.

Don't stop, the scenery is picturesque and gone, and the footsteps are still so leisurely.

was suddenly stared at each other for a few seconds, those eyes, those eyes, those eyes, those are not white paintings, white paintings have never looked at him like that, but who can she be if she is not white paintings.

"You." Looking at the back of the distance, Leng Yan opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, and pulled his hair irritably.

Turning around, he said viciously to Li Mo, who was standing aside, "I'll send you back." “

'Little painting, you were so cool just now. Here, Lin Mengyuan folded her hands and looked at Jing Ru as a nymphomaniac.

'Go back early.' Standing in front of the car, Jing Ruhua said lightly, and then got into his own car.

'Alright then, bye-bye. Lin Mengyuan reluctantly got into her car.

'Mademoiselle, the old lady is back. As soon as he started the car, the driver Xiao Zhao gave Jing Ruhua a surprise.

For a while, Jing Ruhua was stunned, she didn't know how to face this body parent.

I see. Jing Ruhua said lightly.

Xiao Zhao looked at the picturesque scene in surprise, as soon as he heard that the old lady was going home on weekdays, the young lady just wailed and didn't want to go home, how could she be so calm today.

When the car stopped in front of the house, Jing Ruhua was seated in a somewhat wrinkled hem, the material here is really poor, and it will be wrinkled if she is a little careless, which is like the silk and satin clothes she used to wear on weekdays.

Standing in the foreground of the gate picturesquely looking at the door in a daze, parents, it was decades ago, her parents left her at the age of five, where are there any memories, and the feelings for her parents are also faint, after all, after so many years, although this is not her own parents, but the parents of this body, but now she has entered the body of the white painting, and the parents of the white painting should also be her parents, suppressing the strangeness in her heart, Jing Ruhua pushed open the door.

The TV in the living room emitted a glowing light, and the husband and wife, who were watching the TV series intently, were startled by the sound of the door opening.

'Small paintings. With an exclamation, Jing Ruhua was knocked down by a black shadow and fell with a muffled snort.

'Xinya, get up quickly, the child is pressed by you. The man hurriedly walked over and picked up the woman on the picturesque body.

Pity Mrs. Jing's old bones.

'Little painting, little painting, what's wrong with you, where did you fall?' Zeng Xinya anxiously picked up the white painting and checked it up and down, left and right.

Supporting Zeng Xinya, Jing Ruhua is holding her waist with one hand, her waist will not be broken.

'Mom, Mom, I'm fine. The scenery is picturesque, and there is a bit of gnashing of teeth.

The mother was also out of tune.