Jiang Chao is a person who holds grudges. When he was a child, he had a small notebook specially used for holding grudges. On it was written ××year××month××day, weather: ○, so-and-so called me Balabala today...
Finally, I changed a colored pen and wrote two words crookedly - reported.
The only page that didn't have this stamp was full of writing. In Jiang Chao's current way of saying it, that person's crimes were simply too numerous to describe.
Why didn't you take revenge?
Because he ran away!
As a neighbor, Jiang Chao had many opportunities for revenge, but he didn't expect this man to move to the city!
Thinking that there was no chance for revenge, when Jiang Chao returned to his hometown to relax, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the door to the yard next door had opened again.
Okay, okay, good boy, just wait for me.
Looking at a man whose arms were as thick as his own, Jiang Chao hesitated in his revenge.
——Did this kid eat something to make him grow faster? ! Why are you rushing so fiercely?
Maybe this is the boy's transformation. She didn't remember that this boy was so handsome when he was a child.
Due to the disparity in force, Jiang Chao chose to break through his psychological defense.
——Catch him, and then get rid of him!
*
*
Zu Lun accepted the invitation of an old classmate and went to his village to help with wall painting, and was placed in an uninhabited courtyard nearby.
After staying for a few days, a girl with a bun face appeared in the alley. Her face was white and tender. She looked like a child, but she lived alone.
Zu Lun unconsciously took more care of the person. Even though he knew that the person had graduated from college a few years ago, he still took care of the person as if he were a sister.
Brackets: Love sister.
The steamed stuffed bun girl is thin-skinned and delicious. She smiles sweetly when she meets everyone and calls out Brother Alen every time.
When the temperature is high, you still come to give him sour plum soup. What is this if not love? !
So when the truth came out, Zu Lun's eyes turned red with anger.
But Miss Baozi was still talking about him, sullenly asking him to beat her to vent his anger.
Zu Lun's lungs were about to explode.
——"Chaochao, do you really not know my thoughts?"
*
Morning and evening, Shuangjie cookies.
Intention: Love has its own destiny