Chapter 169
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"Well How much do you rate your two subjects today? " Jiang Ling asked with a smile.
"It's hard to say." Xiao Han laughed, looking a little shy.
"Hard to say?" Jiang Ling was slightly stunned and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry to say it, or do you want to keep it secret?"
"Sorry to say that." Xiao Han smiles.
In fact, Xiao Han's score is very good. Morning language, the front topic should be no problem. The main problem is composition. If you can pass the composition, at least 50 points. In the afternoon mathematics, 150 points, at least 145 points. Two courses three hundred points, minus 15 points of the budget. Xiao Han estimated at least that he could get 285 points.
This result in the college entrance examination has been regarded as very good, and very good results. If Xiao Han said it, it is estimated that no one would like to believe himself. Therefore, he simply did not say.
However, Jiang Ling did not think so.
She thought Xiao Han was embarrassed because he failed the exam, so she was embarrassed to say.
With a smile, Jiang Ling said, "it's OK. I didn't do well in the exam today. I just need to work hard tomorrow. Still can be admitted to undergraduate line
"Er..." Xiao Han was stunned, and then he laughed: "yes, you are right. I'm sure I can cross the undergraduate line. "
At this time, many people came in one after another. It seemed that Jiang Ling had lost interest in Xiao Han. She quickly found other students to understand the situation. Xiao Han was soon thrown aside, a man lowered his head and waited for the bell to ring when the exam was over.
Xiao Han has not been quite clear, the examination paper has been finished, why do you have to force himself to sit in the seat? If you really do not know the problem, even if you have been next to, I am afraid it is also unable to solve. If you can work out the topic, you can do it in the first time. Sitting in the seat all the time is a kind of suffering to oneself, and it is also a kind of torture to oneself.
Whether it is suffering or torture, it always consumes their own energy and spirit. Instead of wasting energy like this, it's better to keep the experience and wait for tomorrow's battle.
When the bell rang at the end of the exam, Xiao Han left the school with the crowd. Before leaving, he sent a message to Li daphou, so that he didn't have to wait for himself. He had something to go first.
Xiao Han, carrying his schoolbag, walked along the wall of the school fence along the road he had walked, and walked slowly under the French Wutong tree. Xiao Han's eyes look around the flowers and plants, looking at the past shuttle. As if to see a kind of once memory; as if to see a kind of past memory.
Xiao Han looked up at the blue sky, blue as wash. The beauty is suffocating.
In the sky, the floating clouds are like notes floating in the sky, playing melodious and sad tunes. Let people feel, let people aftertaste, let people sad, let people sad, upstream into a river
Mango.
It's a place with memories; it's a place with laughter; it's a place with sweet memories and familiar scenes
Mango.
This is a sweet shop with the flavor of petty bourgeoisie; this is a shop that takes the route of light luxury.
With a light background wall and yellow English letters, there are cartoon dolls standing on one side. When I walk to the door, I seem to recall Chen Zihan's bell like smile. That smile seems to be deeply imprinted into Xiao Han's heart.
Sometimes, people always know when they lose. Some people, some things, think that it is just a cloud in life, and they think they can forget each other in the lake and lake. However, when they leave, they find that the past has already been rooted in the bottom of their heart and can't be taken away or erased.
Yes! There are some people, when she is by your side, you are used to her laughter, used to her crying, used to her everything. However, after she left, she will find that she has already left a deep impression in your heart, which can't be erased or removed. It's like the root system rooted in the deep soil.
Xiao Han walked over and gently pushed open the glass door.
There are a few young lovers love each other, he chose a seat by the window, and ordered Chen Zihan's favorite mango and puff.
Xiao Han remembers that Chen Zihan's favorite food is puffs. She said that when she takes a bite, she will not eat puffs, but full of happiness.
Now, Xiao Han has lost his happiness. He Is to find their own lost happiness.
Mango, puff. It was originally two things that could not be related to each other, but because of Chen Zihan, these two things were linked together. Xiao Han looked at several puffs on the plate, the golden bread, which was said to be wrapped with thick cream. After a mouthful, the white cream would flow out along the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the puffs of the round autumn, the missing of Chen Zihan has reached a deep level.
"Zihan, please be good." Xiao Han whispered softly, as if the object of his speech was his favorite girl.
He took a gentle bite. Sure enough, a bite down, that sweet cream will squeeze out of the corner of the mouth, contained in the mouth. However, to his disappointment, there was no so-called happiness flavor, only the sweet and greasy taste.At that moment, Xiao Han suddenly.
He may understand, he may not understand.
It turns out that the taste of happiness mentioned by Chen Zihan is not the taste of puffs, but the time when two people get along.
Xiao Han bit puffs, the sweet taste, reminds him of the taste of childhood ice cream. It also reminds him of a lot of things. Xiao Han looked out of the window, the dazzling sun still shining on the earth, from the leaves of the gap mapping down, fell on the ground, as if a large and small circle, or a variety of irregular shapes. People feel incomparably happy and happy.
Xiao Han has been sitting from more than five in the afternoon to more than seven.
The sun sets later in summer. Even though it's seven o'clock, the sun in the sky still makes people feel very happy and excited. The sky in the West seems to have been burned red by the hot sun, and a large red cloud almost completely burned the world.
From manguo, Xiao Han set foot on his way home.
Back home, Xiao Han's mood is much better.
As soon as I entered the house, I could smell the delicious smell. It was the flavor of my mother's specialty, braised pork in brown sauce, and the smell of fried eggs with chili pepper. After entering the house, Xiao Han's depressed mood was swept away immediately.
"Mom, I'm back." Xiao Han called out.
"Back?" Xiao's mother quickly poked out her head from the kitchen. She asked with a smile, "how do you feel about the exam today?"
"Not bad!" Xiao Han nodded.
"That's good. That's good." Xiao's mother repeatedly said "that's good." she told her, "go back to your room and read a book. The meal will be ready soon."
"Well!" Xiao Han is very good at home and has never been a child to worry about his mother.
Back to the room, the feeling of loneliness swept over immediately. He took out the phone, the text message did not respond, the phone did not respond. It's like sinking into an old well. It's calm and motionless.
Before long, Xiao mother immediately came to knock on the door: "Xiaohan, have a meal."
"Coming!" Xiao Han jumped up in a hurry.
He quickly ran out, and then wash his hands to eat, the dinner is still so rich. Five dishes, all of which are Xiao Han's favorite. There is also a steamed fish, which is very delicious. Xiao Han asked curiously, "Mom, how does this fish taste so good?"
"Oh, this is from Liu Dajun." Xiao's mother chuckled and said, "the boy in the army took a vacation in the afternoon and went fishing in the wild. He caught several, so he sent one to our family. This fish is wild, not feed, so the meat is delicious and tastes good
"No wonder!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "how could Liu Dajun send fish to our house?"
"Last time you sent grandma Liu to the hospital, you donated so much money." Xiao's mother laughed and said, "people come with thanks."
"Oh, I see." When Xiao Han heard this, he suddenly realized.
Although the Liu family has a good relationship with his own family, Liu Dajun seems to have never walked around with his family. Maybe it was because I helped the Liu family once that I sent the fish to myself. It turns out that good deeds always pay off. The reward is of no importance, no matter how high or low.
After dinner, Xiao Han decided to go for a walk.
There is no place to vent my inner boredom. I can only go out for a walk.
"Xiao Han?" Liu Xiaolei just came out of the house, ready to go to work in Hanmen restaurant.
"Xiao Lei, are you going to work?" Xiao Han asked curiously.
"Well!" Liu Xiaolei has changed her uniform to work. She has a tall figure. Her black suit outlines her figure. It is perfect and beautiful. It makes people feel extra beautiful and moving. Liu Xiaolei looked at Xiao Han with a smile, especially when she saw Xiao Han's burning eyes: "hee hee, how about it? Is it beautiful? "
"Mm-hmm, beautiful!" Xiao Han nodded immediately.
Liu Xiaolei giggled and then said, "do you want to Touch it? "
"Er..." Xiao Han was surprised and asked in embarrassment, "yes Is that all right? "
"Call your sister and I'll touch it for you." Liu Xiaolei said with a smile.
"Ah..." Xiao Han was stunned.
"What? No? " Liu Xiaolei looks at Xiao Han with a smile.
"Sister, sister!" Xiao Han quickly nodded and agreed.
Liu Xiaolei smilingly approached the past, and then said: "come on, give you a touch."
Xiao Han looked around curiously. Most of the streetlights in Fuxing community were out of repair for a long time, and no one managed them. Therefore, the road is relatively dark, if it is not for the opposite cold door catering, I am afraid this place is a dark.
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"Well How much do you rate your two subjects today? " Jiang Ling asked with a smile.
"It's hard to say." Xiao Han laughed, looking a little shy.
"Hard to say?" Jiang Ling was slightly stunned and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry to say it, or do you want to keep it secret?"
"Sorry to say that." Xiao Han smiles.
In fact, Xiao Han's score is very good. Morning language, the front topic should be no problem. The main problem is composition. If you can pass the composition, at least 50 points. In the afternoon mathematics, 150 points, at least 145 points. Two courses three hundred points, minus 15 points of the budget. Xiao Han estimated at least that he could get 285 points.
This result in the college entrance examination has been regarded as very good, and very good results. If Xiao Han said it, it is estimated that no one would like to believe himself. Therefore, he simply did not say.
However, Jiang Ling did not think so.
She thought Xiao Han was embarrassed because he failed the exam, so she was embarrassed to say.
With a smile, Jiang Ling said, "it's OK. I didn't do well in the exam today. I just need to work hard tomorrow. Still can be admitted to undergraduate line
"Er..." Xiao Han was stunned, and then he laughed: "yes, you are right. I'm sure I can cross the undergraduate line. "
At this time, many people came in one after another. It seemed that Jiang Ling had lost interest in Xiao Han. She quickly found other students to understand the situation. Xiao Han was soon thrown aside, a man lowered his head and waited for the bell to ring when the exam was over.
Xiao Han has not been quite clear, the examination paper has been finished, why do you have to force himself to sit in the seat? If you really do not know the problem, even if you have been next to, I am afraid it is also unable to solve. If you can work out the topic, you can do it in the first time. Sitting in the seat all the time is a kind of suffering to oneself, and it is also a kind of torture to oneself.
Whether it is suffering or torture, it always consumes their own energy and spirit. Instead of wasting energy like this, it's better to keep the experience and wait for tomorrow's battle.
When the bell rang at the end of the exam, Xiao Han left the school with the crowd. Before leaving, he sent a message to Li daphou, so that he didn't have to wait for himself. He had something to go first.
Xiao Han, carrying his schoolbag, walked along the wall of the school fence along the road he had walked, and walked slowly under the French Wutong tree. Xiao Han's eyes look around the flowers and plants, looking at the past shuttle. As if to see a kind of once memory; as if to see a kind of past memory.
Xiao Han looked up at the blue sky, blue as wash. The beauty is suffocating.
In the sky, the floating clouds are like notes floating in the sky, playing melodious and sad tunes. Let people feel, let people aftertaste, let people sad, let people sad, upstream into a river
Mango.
It's a place with memories; it's a place with laughter; it's a place with sweet memories and familiar scenes
Mango.
This is a sweet shop with the flavor of petty bourgeoisie; this is a shop that takes the route of light luxury.
With a light background wall and yellow English letters, there are cartoon dolls standing on one side. When I walk to the door, I seem to recall Chen Zihan's bell like smile. That smile seems to be deeply imprinted into Xiao Han's heart.
Sometimes, people always know when they lose. Some people, some things, think that it is just a cloud in life, and they think they can forget each other in the lake and lake. However, when they leave, they find that the past has already been rooted in the bottom of their heart and can't be taken away or erased.
Yes! There are some people, when she is by your side, you are used to her laughter, used to her crying, used to her everything. However, after she left, she will find that she has already left a deep impression in your heart, which can't be erased or removed. It's like the root system rooted in the deep soil.
Xiao Han walked over and gently pushed open the glass door.
There are a few young lovers love each other, he chose a seat by the window, and ordered Chen Zihan's favorite mango and puff.
Xiao Han remembers that Chen Zihan's favorite food is puffs. She said that when she takes a bite, she will not eat puffs, but full of happiness.
Now, Xiao Han has lost his happiness. He Is to find their own lost happiness.
Mango, puff. It was originally two things that could not be related to each other, but because of Chen Zihan, these two things were linked together. Xiao Han looked at several puffs on the plate, the golden bread, which was said to be wrapped with thick cream. After a mouthful, the white cream would flow out along the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the puffs of the round autumn, the missing of Chen Zihan has reached a deep level.
"Zihan, please be good." Xiao Han whispered softly, as if the object of his speech was his favorite girl.
He took a gentle bite. Sure enough, a bite down, that sweet cream will squeeze out of the corner of the mouth, contained in the mouth. However, to his disappointment, there was no so-called happiness flavor, only the sweet and greasy taste.At that moment, Xiao Han suddenly.
He may understand, he may not understand.
It turns out that the taste of happiness mentioned by Chen Zihan is not the taste of puffs, but the time when two people get along.
Xiao Han bit puffs, the sweet taste, reminds him of the taste of childhood ice cream. It also reminds him of a lot of things. Xiao Han looked out of the window, the dazzling sun still shining on the earth, from the leaves of the gap mapping down, fell on the ground, as if a large and small circle, or a variety of irregular shapes. People feel incomparably happy and happy.
Xiao Han has been sitting from more than five in the afternoon to more than seven.
The sun sets later in summer. Even though it's seven o'clock, the sun in the sky still makes people feel very happy and excited. The sky in the West seems to have been burned red by the hot sun, and a large red cloud almost completely burned the world.
From manguo, Xiao Han set foot on his way home.
Back home, Xiao Han's mood is much better.
As soon as I entered the house, I could smell the delicious smell. It was the flavor of my mother's specialty, braised pork in brown sauce, and the smell of fried eggs with chili pepper. After entering the house, Xiao Han's depressed mood was swept away immediately.
"Mom, I'm back." Xiao Han called out.
"Back?" Xiao's mother quickly poked out her head from the kitchen. She asked with a smile, "how do you feel about the exam today?"
"Not bad!" Xiao Han nodded.
"That's good. That's good." Xiao's mother repeatedly said "that's good." she told her, "go back to your room and read a book. The meal will be ready soon."
"Well!" Xiao Han is very good at home and has never been a child to worry about his mother.
Back to the room, the feeling of loneliness swept over immediately. He took out the phone, the text message did not respond, the phone did not respond. It's like sinking into an old well. It's calm and motionless.
Before long, Xiao mother immediately came to knock on the door: "Xiaohan, have a meal."
"Coming!" Xiao Han jumped up in a hurry.
He quickly ran out, and then wash his hands to eat, the dinner is still so rich. Five dishes, all of which are Xiao Han's favorite. There is also a steamed fish, which is very delicious. Xiao Han asked curiously, "Mom, how does this fish taste so good?"
"Oh, this is from Liu Dajun." Xiao's mother chuckled and said, "the boy in the army took a vacation in the afternoon and went fishing in the wild. He caught several, so he sent one to our family. This fish is wild, not feed, so the meat is delicious and tastes good
"No wonder!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "how could Liu Dajun send fish to our house?"
"Last time you sent grandma Liu to the hospital, you donated so much money." Xiao's mother laughed and said, "people come with thanks."
"Oh, I see." When Xiao Han heard this, he suddenly realized.
Although the Liu family has a good relationship with his own family, Liu Dajun seems to have never walked around with his family. Maybe it was because I helped the Liu family once that I sent the fish to myself. It turns out that good deeds always pay off. The reward is of no importance, no matter how high or low.
After dinner, Xiao Han decided to go for a walk.
There is no place to vent my inner boredom. I can only go out for a walk.
"Xiao Han?" Liu Xiaolei just came out of the house, ready to go to work in Hanmen restaurant.
"Xiao Lei, are you going to work?" Xiao Han asked curiously.
"Well!" Liu Xiaolei has changed her uniform to work. She has a tall figure. Her black suit outlines her figure. It is perfect and beautiful. It makes people feel extra beautiful and moving. Liu Xiaolei looked at Xiao Han with a smile, especially when she saw Xiao Han's burning eyes: "hee hee, how about it? Is it beautiful? "
"Mm-hmm, beautiful!" Xiao Han nodded immediately.
Liu Xiaolei giggled and then said, "do you want to Touch it? "
"Er..." Xiao Han was surprised and asked in embarrassment, "yes Is that all right? "
"Call your sister and I'll touch it for you." Liu Xiaolei said with a smile.
"Ah..." Xiao Han was stunned.
"What? No? " Liu Xiaolei looks at Xiao Han with a smile.
"Sister, sister!" Xiao Han quickly nodded and agreed.
Liu Xiaolei smilingly approached the past, and then said: "come on, give you a touch."
Xiao Han looked around curiously. Most of the streetlights in Fuxing community were out of repair for a long time, and no one managed them. Therefore, the road is relatively dark, if it is not for the opposite cold door catering, I am afraid this place is a dark.
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"Well How much do you rate your two subjects today? " Jiang Ling asked with a smile. "It's hard to say." Xiao Han laughed, looking a little shy. "Hard to say?" Jiang Ling was slightly stunned and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry to say it, or do you want to keep it secret?" "Sorry to say that." Xiao Han smiles. In fact, Xiao Han's score is very good. Morning language, the front topic should be no problem. The main problem is composition. If you can pass the composition, at least 50 points. In the afternoon mathematics, 150 points, at least 145 points. Two courses three hundred points, minus 15 points of the budget. Xiao Han estimated at least that he could get 285 points. This result in the college entrance examination has been regarded as very good, and very good results. If Xiao Han said it, it is estimated that no one would like to believe himself. Therefore, he simply did not say. However, Jiang Ling did not think so. She thought Xiao Han was embarrassed because he failed the exam, so she was embarrassed to say. With a smile, Jiang Ling said, "it's OK. I didn't do well in the exam today. I just need to work hard tomorrow. Still can be admitted to undergraduate line "Er..." Xiao Han was stunned, and then he laughed: "yes, you are right. I'm sure I can cross the undergraduate line. " At this time, many people came in one after another. It seemed that Jiang Ling had lost interest in Xiao Han. She quickly found other students to understand the situation. Xiao Han was soon thrown aside, a man lowered his head and waited for the bell to ring when the exam was over. Xiao Han has not been quite clear, the examination paper has been finished, why do you have to force himself to sit in the seat? If you really do not know the problem, even if you have been next to, I am afraid it is also unable to solve. If you can work out the topic, you can do it in the first time. Sitting in the seat all the time is a kind of suffering to oneself, and it is also a kind of torture to oneself. Whether it is suffering or torture, it always consumes their own energy and spirit. Instead of wasting energy like this, it's better to keep the experience and wait for tomorrow's battle. When the bell rang at the end of the exam, Xiao Han left the school with the crowd. Before leaving, he sent a message to Li daphou, so that he didn't have to wait for himself. He had something to go first. Xiao Han, carrying his schoolbag, walked along the wall of the school fence along the road he had walked, and walked slowly under the French Wutong tree. Xiao Han's eyes look around the flowers and plants, looking at the past shuttle. As if to see a kind of once memory; as if to see a kind of past memory. Xiao Han looked up at the blue sky, blue as wash. The beauty is suffocating. In the sky, the floating clouds are like notes floating in the sky, playing melodious and sad tunes. Let people feel, let people aftertaste, let people sad, let people sad, upstream into a river Mango. It's a place with memories; it's a place with laughter; it's a place with sweet memories and familiar scenes Mango. This is a sweet shop with the flavor of petty bourgeoisie; this is a shop that takes the route of light luxury. With a light background wall and yellow English letters, there are cartoon dolls standing on one side. When I walk to the door, I seem to recall Chen Zihan's bell like smile. That smile seems to be deeply imprinted into Xiao Han's heart. Sometimes, people always know when they lose. Some people, some things, think that it is just a cloud in life, and they think they can forget each other in the lake and lake. However, when they leave, they find that the past has already been rooted in the bottom of their heart and can't be taken away or erased. Yes! There are some people, when she is by your side, you are used to her laughter, used to her crying, used to her everything. However, after she left, she will find that she has already left a deep impression in your heart, which can't be erased or removed. It's like the root system rooted in the deep soil. Xiao Han walked over and gently pushed open the glass door. There are a few young lovers love each other, he chose a seat by the window, and ordered Chen Zihan's favorite mango and puff. Xiao Han remembers that Chen Zihan's favorite food is puffs. She said that when she takes a bite, she will not eat puffs, but full of happiness. Now, Xiao Han has lost his happiness. He Is to find their own lost happiness. Mango, puff. It was originally two things that could not be related to each other, but because of Chen Zihan, these two things were linked together. Xiao Han looked at several puffs on the plate, the golden bread, which was said to be wrapped with thick cream. After a mouthful, the white cream would flow out along the corner of his mouth. Looking at the puffs of the round autumn, the missing of Chen Zihan has reached a deep level. "Zihan, please be good." Xiao Han whispered softly, as if the object of his speech was his favorite girl. He took a gentle bite. Sure enough, a bite down, that sweet cream will squeeze out of the corner of the mouth, contained in the mouth. However, to his disappointment, there was no so-called happiness flavor, only the sweet and greasy taste.At that moment, Xiao Han suddenly. He may understand, he may not understand. It turns out that the taste of happiness mentioned by Chen Zihan is not the taste of puffs, but the time when two people get along. Xiao Han bit puffs, the sweet taste, reminds him of the taste of childhood ice cream. It also reminds him of a lot of things. Xiao Han looked out of the window, the dazzling sun still shining on the earth, from the leaves of the gap mapping down, fell on the ground, as if a large and small circle, or a variety of irregular shapes. People feel incomparably happy and happy. Xiao Han has been sitting from more than five in the afternoon to more than seven. The sun sets later in summer. Even though it's seven o'clock, the sun in the sky still makes people feel very happy and excited. The sky in the West seems to have been burned red by the hot sun, and a large red cloud almost completely burned the world. From manguo, Xiao Han set foot on his way home. Back home, Xiao Han's mood is much better. As soon as I entered the house, I could smell the delicious smell. It was the flavor of my mother's specialty, braised pork in brown sauce, and the smell of fried eggs with chili pepper. After entering the house, Xiao Han's depressed mood was swept away immediately. "Mom, I'm back." Xiao Han called out. "Back?" Xiao's mother quickly poked out her head from the kitchen. She asked with a smile, "how do you feel about the exam today?" "Not bad!" Xiao Han nodded. "That's good. That's good." Xiao's mother repeatedly said "that's good." she told her, "go back to your room and read a book. The meal will be ready soon." "Well!" Xiao Han is very good at home and has never been a child to worry about his mother. Back to the room, the feeling of loneliness swept over immediately. He took out the phone, the text message did not respond, the phone did not respond. It's like sinking into an old well. It's calm and motionless. Before long, Xiao mother immediately came to knock on the door: "Xiaohan, have a meal." "Coming!" Xiao Han jumped up in a hurry. He quickly ran out, and then wash his hands to eat, the dinner is still so rich. Five dishes, all of which are Xiao Han's favorite. There is also a steamed fish, which is very delicious. Xiao Han asked curiously, "Mom, how does this fish taste so good?" "Oh, this is from Liu Dajun." Xiao's mother chuckled and said, "the boy in the army took a vacation in the afternoon and went fishing in the wild. He caught several, so he sent one to our family. This fish is wild, not feed, so the meat is delicious and tastes good "No wonder!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "how could Liu Dajun send fish to our house?" "Last time you sent grandma Liu to the hospital, you donated so much money." Xiao's mother laughed and said, "people come with thanks." "Oh, I see." When Xiao Han heard this, he suddenly realized. Although the Liu family has a good relationship with his own family, Liu Dajun seems to have never walked around with his family. Maybe it was because I helped the Liu family once that I sent the fish to myself. It turns out that good deeds always pay off. The reward is of no importance, no matter how high or low. After dinner, Xiao Han decided to go for a walk. There is no place to vent my inner boredom. I can only go out for a walk. "Xiao Han?" Liu Xiaolei just came out of the house, ready to go to work in Hanmen restaurant. "Xiao Lei, are you going to work?" Xiao Han asked curiously. "Well!" Liu Xiaolei has changed her uniform to work. She has a tall figure. Her black suit outlines her figure. It is perfect and beautiful. It makes people feel extra beautiful and moving. Liu Xiaolei looked at Xiao Han with a smile, especially when she saw Xiao Han's burning eyes: "hee hee, how about it? Is it beautiful? " "Mm-hmm, beautiful!" Xiao Han nodded immediately. Liu Xiaolei giggled and then said, "do you want to Touch it? " "Er..." Xiao Han was surprised and asked in embarrassment, "yes Is that all right? " "Call your sister and I'll touch it for you." Liu Xiaolei said with a smile. "Ah..." Xiao Han was stunned. "What? No? " Liu Xiaolei looks at Xiao Han with a smile. "Sister, sister!" Xiao Han quickly nodded and agreed. Liu Xiaolei smilingly approached the past, and then said: "come on, give you a touch." Xiao Han looked around curiously. Most of the streetlights in Fuxing community were out of repair for a long time, and no one managed them. Therefore, the road is relatively dark, if it is not for the opposite cold door catering, I am afraid this place is a dark. if you like this book, please join the collection and vote for recommendation. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
