Chapter 239 Sometimes Lonely (I)

Author: Shi Jingjing

Chapter 239 Sometimes Lonely (I)

After about ten minutes, Minhangzhou didn't get on the bus.

The driver followed silently, and the young master entered the house as soon as he landed. The father and son had a bad temper. One stubbornly stick to the bottom line and the other had an unwritten capital nature.

The high ground of power is unpredictable. If you are not careful about the enemy's hidden arrow, you will have a hole for tricks. The higher the pressure you take, the heavier it will be.

The driver thought that today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the young master hadn't eaten a meal all day, but he just didn't have the courage to come and disturb him.

When the driver was not a driver in Sijinyuan, he had driven many bosses in Kyoto. They were gentlemen and elegant in suits and ties. The young master did not have the kind of gentlemen. The young master did his own way and was the best to serve him. It was the most humble and uncomfortable. He couldn't even suppress the high pressure in his bones.

He has long legs and walks fast, and is far away from the car. His figure wanders under the light and becomes very light and blurry, without direction.

The driver got out of the car and trotted, and took his coat away.

He lowered his head slightly, his mood unknown.

The driver followed him and asked softly, "You rarely come to Kyoto. Why don't you go to the Song family to meet the two elders, they are waiting for you."

"Baby, you smell so good."

Under the street light in front, a young couple wrapped their arms around their arms and hugged each other intimately.

"Baby, let's go home and make trouble."

"But why haven't the car called yet? It's so cold outside."

"Baby comes in, I'll wrap you."

The man opened his coat and wrapped his girlfriend around him and kissed her again, sweet and greasy.

Minhangzhou lifted his eyelids, his deep eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and his long legs stopped, and he was too lazy to walk over.

This kiss was not ruthless enough, and the street lights stood up and didn't shake it.

Minhangzhou felt extremely bored, so the driver drove closer and he sat in the back seat.

I never thought that the man was confused and afraid that his girlfriend would be crazy. Before the driver could start the car, the other party knocked on the window, "Is it Master Chen?"

Minhangzhou glanced lazyly, slowly pressed the rear control board, lowered the car window, and looked very warm.

The other party was young and energetic. He looked at the interior and seemed to be confirming whether it was his car he called, "It's not that you parked here and did something."

Minhangzhou looked half of his face, and he was slow and slow, "It's your mother, Master Chen."

“….”

The driver didn't dare to say anything, and started the car and left. The young master was not a person who could take care of his idle business. He seemed to be stuck in his heart and couldn't do anything, so he wanted to find an outlet to vent.

The license plate at the rear is V0 in Kyoto. The man was stunned and looked quite low-key and ordinary domestic car, with such a big deal behind his back.

A true family car.

The Song family's residence in Kyoto was rejected for the long time.

A special person came to the door today.

The elderly in Zhongshan dress picked out the dried osmanthus flowers in the yard.

Minhangzhou was approached by the rocking chair and came over to sit down.

The old man glanced at him.

It can be seen that he was angry from the Fourth Courtyard, and the old man didn't care much about those things. "Why didn't the girl marrying you come with me, and I've never met her before."

He laughed while playing with the pot of polenta on his hand, "I'm leaving."

Mr. Song was stunned, "Don't you like her?"

He said with a hulking voice, "I like it."

Mr. Rong pondered for a moment, "Why don't you talk about it if you like it?"

Minhangzhou said as if he was joking, "I can't catch up."

"It's not that you can't catch up. You don't care at all and think it's optional." Although Mr. Song didn't get along with him for a long time, he knew his temper a little.

Silan gave birth to such a thing, and no one could control him.

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In a pastoral homestay in a small border town, the firewood was creaking. Lin Yan took some carbon to make tea. The birch tea from Alshan was sent by the one next door, and the autumn dried her to moisten her throat.

No one has ever seen him so obsessed with the fragrance of tea.

Didi,

The phone played five prompt sounds in succession.

Lin Yan took out WeChat and looked at the gray WeChat account without avatar. Her eyebrows were stained with a little smile. She opened her eyes and moved towards the fire. It seemed to be spinning, bit by bit, psychedelic about her eyes.

Have you got a meal yet.

If you don't come back, I'll look for someone else.

Just look for other women. Who can control him? Women will accompany him when eating, drinking, tea, playing cards and playing.

Ignore it.

She could feel that he was in a bad mood and sent five messages in a row, which was rare.

A scumbag suddenly took the initiative, and he couldn't hold on for a few days.

Mr. Lin noticed that Lin Yan was in a daze for a long time and knocked her head with a book, "I saw some random thoughts, and the kettle was rolling."

Lin Yan came back to his senses, covered his cell phone, lifted the cup and took the lid of the pot to wash the tea.

Mr. Lin asked, "Have you received the information?"

Lin Yan took a row, "I received it, my second brother and Miss Liao San handled it."

Mr. Lin sighed.

Who said he was dead? There was no one around this girl? As the second grandson of the Lin family, Lin Yong's mind was a little bit tilted, and he had never been tilted by this girl.

"You like to let him interfere."

Lin Yan raised his lips and smiled, "I think he can do it. I can steal the leisure time and come out to play with my grandfather."

The brewed tea was placed in front of the old man. When the old man picked it up, he raised his hand and waved the water vapor to the tip of his nose. After smelling it, he put it down again, "Send a pot of tea to Aqing."

"What's the name of A Qing?" Lin Yan put down his tweezers and looked at the old man with his head tilted. "I was sulking with him yesterday, and I blamed him for pushing you too slowly. When did my grandfather today be bribed?"

Mr. Lin smiled and reminded her, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival, I ordered mooncakes and couldn't finish them."

Lin Yan brewed an extra pot of tea and sent it to the next door in person, as well as moon cakes.

When she knocked on the door, the man in black was greeted by the one who didn't like to talk.

Lin Yan put down his things and went out. At first glance, he saw Yi Liqing slowly walking out of the pastoral path. The shadow of the tree swayed slightly, and there was a strange figure behind the obstruction. After staring at it, the wind was blowing violently, and his eyes seemed to be itchy.

She couldn't help but reach out to rub it, but she still couldn't open it.

"Let's take a look." Yi Liqing took her hand and leaned over.

Her tears were overflowing. After adjusting, she tried to open her eyes wide, and the irritating tears were so red that it was so red.

Yi Liqing gently massaged the end of her eyes with her fingers, "It's getting into the sand, hold on, I'll blow it for you."

Lin Yan raised his head with his neck, Yi Liqing's face was close to him, and his nose bridge was very straight, which looked like the modeled nose shape in a plastic surgery advertisement.

Lin Yan's eyes widened even wider, and she didn't know what to step on her heel, so she deliberately staggered back.

His eyes met, and his movements suddenly stopped, and he was amused by her deliberate behavior of avoiding suspicion, "You glar at me like this again, don't blow it."

Lin Yan covered his eyes with his hands and bypassed him, "You are busy, I can just find eye drops."

She suddenly found it very funny. She had been with Minhangzhou, but she had nothing to do with her and wanted to keep a distance from anyone, for fear that he would interrogate in court.

Yi Liqing looked at the moon that was not too round in the sky. His eyes were chaotic under the lens blocking the object. It took him a long time to enter the house. There was a pot of hot tea and a plate of mooncakes in a conspicuous place on the bar.

The man in black poured tea and put it in front of him, "Miss Lin brought it."

Yi Liqing turned his head and said, "Let it go."

The man in black relied on his hands, "Minhangzhou is still investigating."

"Beware."
Chapter completed!