Chapter 47

The man is very patient to listen to the woman one by one finish, very light very light smile: "good."

And, he turns round that moment, a pair of amber pupil Mou, refracted sparse cold light.

...

in the parking lot, there are only dim lights on, slightly damp.

Song Yi sits in the car, looking in the mirror to make up.

After applying lipstick, Song Yi looks at one of his clothes and frowns. He always feels that something is wrong.

Looking at himself in the mirror slightly crooked head, suddenly eyebrow tip a pick, raised his hand in front of the mirror to pull the clothes down, revealing the smooth shoulder.

The skin is white and tender.

thought about it. He took out perfume from his bag and sprayed it in the car.

She got out of the car and opened the door. She grabbed the door and fanned it back and forth. She smelled the faint fragrance and woke people up.

She nodded with satisfaction and pulled her skirt up to show more long legs.

Hit a ring finger, lips hook smile, everything is ready, only difference tangsi!

She stepped back two steps to get on the bus, and suddenly bumped into something, making a Ping Ping sound, like a glass collision.

As soon as I looked back, I saw an old man pushing a large cart of wine.

Song Yi: "sorry, I didn't see it just now."

"It's OK." The old man said, "I didn't hit you, did I? Look at your delicate skin. "

"No, No. are you Song Yi saw so much wine: "is it to replenish the market?"

"Well, in prosperous cities, wine always sells faster than other things. Young people, middle-aged people and old people all like wine."

Song Yi heard with a smile: "you are busy."

Looking at the old man pushing the wine away with a heavy step, Song Yi looks back at the other side of the parking lot, which is a wine cellar.

All of a sudden, I feel that there are middle-aged and old people to do such coolie work, and aunts and uncles to sweep the streets.

All this is just because they can't afford to read books and have no culture in that era. In addition, they have children, and children are not tools, so they have to do these jobs when they are old.

But in the future, who will do such work? Will it be their future generations? Nowadays, many children are excellent, but most of the young people in the present age are degenerating step by step. In the future, they will not be able to compete with the children and the older experienced people. Will they be responsible for these hard, tired and low paid jobs?

Song Yi pursed her lips, feeling a little heavy in her mind.

"I just saw Song Yi come in here. She must be in it." A woman's voice suddenly rang out in the parking lot.

It's very sharp.

"If you catch this bitch, you must kill her!" A middle-aged man's voice also rang.

"Mom and Dad, this has not been confirmed. It's not good for you. Besides, I'm also your son?" A young man's voice sounded with anxiety.

These voices broke Song Yi's meditation and pulled her back from her thoughts.

Following the voice, three people came out of the weak light.

This is Wu's parents and brother. Song Yi guesses from their conversation.

"Look! There she is Wu's mother sees Song Yi standing outside the car, points at her and shouts.

There is a great momentum to tear up Song Yi.

Song Yi, "...

she holds the car door with her hand, pulls up her clothes in a hurry, covers her shoulders, and pulls down her skirt.

Does she want to turn around and get in, close the door, lock the door and drive away?

No, it's not for her.

What's the front stiffness? But there are many people on the opposite side, not to mention.

Reasonable? No way.

The man didn't listen to her explanation. What if he tore her face? What else did she use to seduce Tang Si?

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