Well, take it away quickly. Looking at that little thing, she couldn’t imagine what it would be like tonight.
Ah Sang Yu Zhe turned around again and then continued to walk away from take out the anesthetized mouse in Miss Lan’s room
Good Philosopher Less Asan is slightly excited and should greet Yuzhe at the same time. Even if Yuzhe passes by, she can be happy for a long time.
When she walked very slowly, she wanted him to contact more, but Yuzhe took a big step and passed Assange in three or two steps. Assange left, turned around and quietly watched his back disappear from the head to the tail, even reluctant to blink.
Some feelings, some love come quietly, but it is hard to retreat.
Have you ever confessed? Lan Jingyi looked at Asan’s slouches, and her heart ached a little. Although Asan didn’t like her these two days, she knew why she loved a woman. Asan loved her the stupidest.
Confession? Asan turned to the first picture, which was not particularly beautiful, but it was very delicate with a sad face. Confess less to Zhe?
Yes!
I dare not sang bite lips small way
Silly, if you don’t confess, where does he know that you like him? Can I help you?
You … you help me? Don’t you like him too?
Who wants to like him? I have no feelings for him.
Can you really help me? Sang looked unbelievable.
Of course, you must let him know that you like her, otherwise you are not wasting your feelings.
Sang bit his lip again and then nodded as if with great determination.
Lan Jingyi smiled as soon as she nodded, then ran to the window and shouted Yuzhe Asan likes you to the outside at the gap in the open fence. She tore open her voice to call her to ensure that people in Fiona Fang, a mile away in this mountainous area, could hear more Kuang Yuzhe. Only in this small building can he hear it.
Section 311
Sure enough, the man walked to the courtyard and gave him a meal. He stayed there quietly for five seconds. Lan Jingyi was excited and returned his hand to greet Sang. Come here, he heard hey hey. Look, he stopped.
Really? Sang was also excited to run to Lan Jingyi, but when she ran to the window, she saw that she had already started to move forward and left Yuzhe. Her back was lonely, but she didn’t want to stay here at all.
He doesn’t like me is a thick nasal sound, and Asan is sad.
Lan Jingyi glanced at Asan and hugged her gently. Don’t cry, there’s still plenty of time, or he doesn’t like you, or his kind of life will go on day by day. If it’s really the last day, you’ll regret it now.
I don’t regret that he died, so I followed him. I don’t love him, I really love him. Asan said, breaking away from Lanjingyi’s arms and turning around, he ran out of Lanjingyi’s room and slammed the door.
Hey, you live in an old … mouse Lan Jingyi is far away from the mouse, but looking in that direction, she is afraid of Ah Sang, you come back, you come back quickly, mouse …
But Assange can’t hear you. The girl’s mind is full of Yu Zhe’s departure. Let’s ignore Lan Jingyi.
Beating my chest, Lan Jingyi was angry and sat by the bed and always told herself to ignore the bad mouse, but the more she ignored it, the more she could not help looking in that direction.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Sang’s faint sobs came from not far away to make Lan Jingyi frown.
Destined to be another lovelorn woman.
But love is always a matter of two people.
If one side doesn’t love, it is doomed to be the pain of the other side.
She can’t care about other people’s happiness.
I don’t know how many times I’ve played the gun in my hand, but she can learn to play a few tricks with the gun like a jade philosopher, but the speed and posture are far from that one.
sleepy
But dare not turn off the lights and sleep.
The mouse also
The gun was put aside in the drawer and she looked at the top of the shed in a daze.
She wants to take a bath, but to wash her hands, she has to pass by the mouse that won’t move.
That anesthetic is really a matter of one shot. It should be a dose for one person. The volume of human mice can’t be longer than that of all the mice.
What should we do?
She is so sleepy
Yawning one after another, but I just can’t sleep without her.
And my body is sticky and greasy, which is very uncomfortable.
Come on, Sang, she just got up and walked to the door and shouted at the building, but the woman was determined not to care about her, just immersed in her sadness and melancholy in love.
stupid
Kicked the chair, Yu Zhe was stupid, and Sang was stupid.
How is she going to get through it one day?
But she will be happy to think that the gun is a tranquilizer gun. Whether Hongyao has feelings or not, she can’t kill her own father herself.
Suddenly there came a low noise from the door, which made her wary. Who is it?
Is that the soldier guarding her?
What’s he doing here at night?
Lan Jingyi suddenly took out the gun that Yuzhe gave her. If the man really wanted to do something to her, she would take this gun to defend herself and dry him down.
Thought of here, she is not afraid.
I slowly stung the door and wanted to look through the keyhole, only to find that the man outside was moving, which was the keyhole.
A thin steel wire hole moves around.
The person who guards her has a key. So this person is not the one who guards her?
Who’s that?
Lan Jingyi bent down or wanted to look out through the keyhole. She didn’t want to bend over until the door opened. Don’t move conditioned reflex survival can make Lan Jingyi point a gun at the oncoming man.
Shh … When the word shh was low, she became soft because she didn’t want to resist at all. It was Jiang Junyue.
She never thought that Jiang Junyue, who had been here last night, would die to see her. She thought of the mouse in the room, and she suddenly felt that she had found something to rely on. He tasikmalaya picked her up and walked into the room, then knocked on the door with his heel.
Where? Jiang Junyue looked around the horse and saw the mouse in the corner. Don’t be afraid of me.
Put Lan Jingyi in a small bed and Jiang Junyue walked to the mouse.
Hey, don’t touch it. After you touch it, don’t touch me. Imagine that once he took the mouse’s hand and touched her again, she felt uncomfortable all over.
Good Jiang Junyue smiled, and the pregnant woman’s temper sounded like a child. He had to accommodate her.
I scanned it everywhere and finally picked up a clothes hanger to provoke the mouse and threw it out of the window.
How to die?