Chapter 1542

"Well! Goodbye Leng binglian hangs up and looks out of the window.

Today's sun is very good, but the people's heart is very dark. This is the conclusion she just came to after her micro blog.

I just don't know if she will receive so much malice after her relationship with Bu Xuanfeng is exposed.

A sneer should be more than Joro now, because how much praise you get, how much slander and abuse you will feel, which seems to be equivalent.

"What are you doing?" The wind does not know when to come back, see her alone there is frown, frown.

"Alas! I'm thinking... " Leng binglian's eyes were staring at him, but there was no following.

The wind came to her and sat down! I'm listening. "

"At that time, if our love affair is exposed, I feel that you must be the one being scolded." Leng binglian said with a smile, feeling very schadenfreude.

"How can we see that?" The wind is willing to listen to a detailed, took the cup in front of her, sipped saliva, and then disgusted to ask: "what is this?"

"Do you want to replenish qi and blood?" The smile on Leng binglian's face is even stronger.

The wind shook his head, "no need."

The refusal was thorough.

"Why, it's delicious!" Leng binglian knows and asks.

"Isn't this your woman's drink?" Eyes, looked at the eye side of the health pot, there are medlar, jujube, longan, licorice and so on.

"If you have deficiency of Qi and blood, you can drink it." Leng binglian picked up the health pot and filled the cup.

The wind glared at her one eye and said: "I'm not empty."

"Why didn't you tell me about Qiao Luo and vice president Han?" Leng binglian knows that as soon as he knows about it.

"I just learned about it recently, and they didn't intend to make it public, so..." Feng is not a person with broken mouth. If it is unnecessary, it is impossible to take the initiative to talk about it with her.

Leng binglian nodded to show his understanding, but soon he was surprised. "At the beginning, when Qiao Luo said that to President Huangfu, how did vice president Han always think?"

"What do you say?" The wind asked her.

Jolo shook his head. "I don't know!"

"I don't know. I'm not him. How can I know what he thinks?" Feng glances at her, but as far as he knows, it's said that han zi is very angry.

"Aren't you all men?" Leng binglian said, "if you are a man, you should have something in common.

"Should a man know? Then you and miss Qiao are both women. Come and tell me. She is very married. Why do you want to say that? " The wind draws inferences and throws the problem back.

"Yes! Why? Isn't that strange? " Leng binglian seems to have just found out the root of the problem, a blank state on her face.

"How do I know that you have common ideas?" Wind lips hook a cold smile, see her next time is so natural?

"Is it to annoy vice president Han?" Leng binglian explores the tunnel.

Sure enough, it's a woman. It's a guess.

The wind rushed at her, raised his thumb, "this thinking is good."

"It is, and it doesn't look who I am." Cold ice pity some of the ecstasy.

"This fairy, will you eat at home or out tonight?" The wind stretched out her hand and gently pinched her face.

Leng binglian tilted his head and thought, "at home! It's a sensitive period, so it's better not to be too rough. "

"Well, I'll get ready." The wind said and got up, completely turned into a family cook.

"I'll help you!" Leng Bing Lian gets up and climbs directly on him. Their feelings are getting better and better.

Feng subconsciously frowns, because every time she helps, in the end, it will help.

But also enjoy two people together that kind of greasy crooked strength on the right, so, did not refuse her.

"Let me see. What's for tonight?" The wind opened the refrigerator and took out chicken legs, beef and some other ingredients

"What's this for?" Leng binglian sticks out her index finger and pokes the chicken leg.

"Shredded chicken with cold sauce." The wind takes the water from the top of the pot and puts it on the stove.

Then clean the chicken legs, open, put into the pot, add cooking wine pepper.

"It should be delicious." Leng binglian said and pursed her lips, as if she had already eaten it.

The wind nodded, "indeed, will put you like pepper."

"I said, do you mean to feed my stomach with delicious food, so that I will not marry you." Leng binglian squints and looks at him suspiciously.

"Finally found out, so cold star, want to marry me?" When Feng said this, he suddenly became serious.

"Well, ha ha! Let me wash the vegetables Leng binglian smiles twice and digs off the topic.Wind is not urgent, anyway, life is still long, she will have to face one day.

So, just smile, and then cut garlic, rice and pepper.

Leng Bing was relieved to see that he didn't continue.

But she is also very clear that this topic will be on her agenda one day, but now, muddle along first! After all, no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

That's true. Don't say tomorrow. What will happen in the next second will not be predicted if you want to know.

Therefore, when Han Zidu, who was originally in Shoucheng, suddenly appeared at the door of his home, Qiao Luo's whole expression showed a rigid state.

"You, aren't you in Shoucheng?" Jolo was so frightened by him that he felt like he was going to stammer.

"Because I was not at ease, I came here." Han Zidu said as he looked at her, then frowned, "you're crying again."

"I didn't." Joro denied it, but quickly wiped the tears off his face.

Han zi sighed, then walked over, half knelt down, and hugged her on the ground.

At this moment, he doesn't know whether he still has hatred for her.

"Han Zidu, I said I'm not crying." Joro stubborn tunnel, but also kept pushing him.

"Well, you're not crying. I need comfort." Han zi was so tender that she stroked her head with her big hand.

Qiao Luo said that he didn't cry, but he didn't know what was going on, and his tears stayed.

She doesn't know whether this time, like the one a few years ago, will make her fall to the bottom again. She only knows that after suffering from all kinds of language violence, she has a man beside her.

But he doesn't love himself!

Such a fact, let her appear a brief loss, do not know whether to rely on him, whether to put the body, pressure on his shoulder.

"You are so annoying. You make me cry again." Jollo accused him and wiped his tears directly on his shirt.

Some don't care. Anyway, it's going to be a shame. I don't care about another one.

"Have you eaten yet?" Han zi knows it's 9 p.m., but he still wants to make sure.

Joro shook his head. "No."

"I'll make you what you want to eat." Han zi stood up with her, then reached out and wiped the tears from her face.

"Can you cook?" Jolo looks surprised and feels a little unbelievable. After all, he never took the initiative to enter the kitchen before.