fly into a rage

My sister knows that when I go back this time, I may not come to Zhonghai City again in my life. I have to guard my man.

Sister Zhao, then do you like that man? Fang Shaoyang didn't dare to look up, but just asked hesitantly.

like

Zhao Jie smiled lightly: What kind of love and love is too luxurious for a village woman like my sister. The first man I married was the first time I met on the day of getting married. As for the man I wanted to marry this time, I didn’t want to ask for anything. As long as he treats me well, I will marry.

Listening to this, although Fang Shaoyang did not have much emotional experience, he could understand some of the pains.

Zhao Jie stared at Fang Shaoyang: Shaoyang, didn’t you agree before? Let me treat you, and maybe my sister will leave tomorrow. Can’t you be able to go well with my sister once.

But before Fang Shaoyang could speak, a few tears fell to the ground and splashed on Zhao Jie's instep.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jie's low sob came from above.

Sister, what's wrong with you, Fang Shaoyang quickly raised his head.

This look was filled with pity and sorrow, and more of a desire, a desire to be protected and embraced, and a sense of warmth in the cold.

Zhao Jie's sob sound became louder and louder, her whole body was trembling gently, and tears suddenly surged out of her eyes, falling one by one like rain.

Sister, don’t cry. Fang Shaoyang hurriedly stood up. He was most afraid of women crying.

Zhao Jie was so cold that she had goose bumps all over her body. Let me cry. I wonder if there is still a chance to cry out in the future. I will cry enough this time.

Sister, I went to turn on the air conditioner, Fang Shaoyang quickly turned around and got the remote control board on the table.

Don't turn on Zhao Jie, what I want is not the air conditioner, it's not that my body is cold, but my heart is cold

Fang Shaoyang stopped in a daze and turned around and looked at Zhao Jie with some ignorance.

The last time, you don’t want your sister to treat you. How can you not feel cold? Zhao Jie cried and said.

Sister, don’t cry, don’t cry, I promise you that, it’s so cold, you should wrap it up first. No, sister, don’t let Zhao Jie burst into tears and laugh,

Well, Fang Shaoyang nodded. Zhao Jie was so crying. Does he have any other choice? No matter what, he can't let Sister Zhao cry like tears.

Seeing Fang Shaoyang’s agreement, Zhao Jie said softly: Sister is so cold, can you hold me?

oh.

Fang Shaoyang grabbed the back of the head and said: When my aunt treated me, she would hold me tightly in her arms and tell me if it hurts, she would be good or not.

Just like that, Zhao Jie's eyes were wide open, and her heart was like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past.

Fang Shaoyang nodded very honestly and said: Yes, I just hugged me like this, and then I will calm down quickly, and finally I will be fine when I fall asleep.

That's not, I mean, your aunt treats you like this

Zhao Jie was speechless. For a moment, she felt as if she was walking on the Paris fashion show runway, posing in her most beautiful posture. The lights of various newspapers and TV stations were shining, but someone suddenly kicked into the cesspool from behind and didn't get up for a long time.

Yes. Sister Zhao, why are you looking bad? Did you catch a cold? Fang Shaoyang asked with concern.

It's okay, sister is not cold at all

Zhao Jie struggled to squeeze out a smile, but her heart was filled with coldness. This is really a bastard who was killed by a thousand swords.

Although the other party said it was not cold, Fang Shaoyang felt that he still needed to take care of the girl, so he picked up the quilt and covered it with Zhao Jie.

It took Zhao Jie a long time to recover and hugged Fang Shaoyang, her eyes were confused and she didn't know what she was thinking.

As time passed by little by little, Fang Shaoyang fell asleep. However, Zhao Jie felt like she was holding a big stone in her heart and couldn't sleep. Fang Shaoyang in her arms was really obedient, asleep in a deep sleep, honest and motionless.

I don’t know how long it took, Fang Shaoyang finally woke up, moved his body, and opened his eyes.

Sister Zhao, you haven't slept yet

I won’t sleep without my sister. Zhao Jie smiled and said: What about you, are you better?

Well, it's much better. Thank you Sister Zhao for treating me. Fang Shaoyang nodded, thought about it and couldn't help but ask: Sister Zhao, I have a problem

Haha, ask, Sister Zhao answers you. Zhao Jie said.

Oh, actually, Sister Zhao treated me before, why is it different from my aunt? Fang Shaoyang said.

Well, this one

Zhao Jie's face turned red immediately, and she thought to herself that this little bastard really doesn't understand, but she is pretending to be garlic on purpose. She is also pretty and has gotten a cheaper one, and she still asks such questions.

Did Sister Zhao have a cold or fever? Fang Shaoyang raised his head and looked at Zhao Jie with concern.

Zhao Jie took a deep breath and said embarrassedly: Sister refuses to answer this question, you are not allowed to ask, no
Chapter completed!