In Lu Yanhao's eyes, her behavior at this time is like a childish and funny child.

In addition to Qi or qi, "hum"

of course, Lu Yanhao's new understanding of women like this also refreshes her mind, and is thinking about what to do urgently. Suddenly an ignorant voice comes:

"" what does "big pig's hoof" mean? Do you like pig's feet very much? " That should be like it!

Lift Mou, Lu Yan Hao still looked at her one eye: "how to get such a nickname?"

This time, Ye Ling chuckled: "ha ha ~"

the atmosphere suddenly eased a lot. Lu Yanhao's eyes were also smiling: "Yan'er, stop making trouble, OK? I'll take a shower first, and you calm down. I won't do anything to you. "

during the conversation, I think of something. Lu Yanhao also took a big absorbent towel to her, for fear that she would not be able to push it off again. Before she could make a sound, he had quickly raised his feet into the bathroom.

When the sound of the rushing water came, Ye Ling was even more annoyed. He smelled the stink of dirty water on his body, and his teeth were all cackling:

"big pig hoof! It's you! "

Very angry, grab the quilt sheet, Ye Ling is also used to wipe her face, and she opens the drawer of the bedside table to see what else can be damaged!

She took the gold watch and crystal ornaments and put them back.

Pull to the bottom one, she did not pull several times: eh? Is it locked?

What's the treasure, still locked?

Suddenly, she thought of where she had seen the key. She pulled back the top two drawers and rummaged through them. As expected, she found a bunch of small keys in a small box.

"Let's see what secrets you have! Hum "~"

before opening, Ye Ling glanced at the direction of the bathroom, the drawer opened, and a dark blue vest with a transparent cover bag suddenly came into view. The expression on her face also looked like a broken mirror, which could not be broken in an instant:

the sweater she knitted him?

The past is so overwhelming that Ye Ling's mind begins to think of countless days and nights of learning to weave online, experimenting and calculating again and again, and measuring his size secretly. As long as he has a wrong stitch, he would rather take down the double weaved turtles than make do, for fear that he will not wear them if there is a little deviation. The style of vest she specially weaves is men's Popular color, dark like black, but not black, the most noble color, the best thread, a thread, this sweater almost accompanied her whole pregnancy!

Originally, she wanted to rush out to make a birthday present for him in advance, so she added a set of birthday numbers to her design. On the one hand, she expressed her mind, on the other hand, it made this sweater unique.

But at this moment, seeing the intention of the sealed bottom box, her heart began to pour blood.

He is a man who does everything to achieve his goal!

There are not many beautiful things in her life, so she has been used to being treated badly since she was a child. In many things, she is a ninja turtle, she has no desire, no demand, and no need. She is a ninja turtle. Besides what she can earn, she will not put her hope on others.

In prison, he seemed to illuminate her like a holy light, although he also used a very dirty way that she could not agree At the end of the day, she didn't know what happened to her. She really began to pay attention to him.

Even if he said he did not love her, even if he drove her away face to face, she would not hate him so much!

Holding the sweater, Ye Ling closes her eyes:

this rascal is a man without bottom line! When there is a demand for her, he will bully her; when there is no use value, he will bet her to make money; when she is pregnant with his baby, he will squeeze the last use value of her completely; if at this moment, she is still around him and the baby is born, will he find any reason to sell her?

At that time, which of her nerves was wrong and she wanted to do such a stupid thing?

Although the sweater may not be as neat and beautiful as the machine made one, it's all her hard work. How hard she used to be, and now, how regretful she is!

When he bent to put it back, he opened the middle drawer, and Ye Ling pulled out a pair of scissors from the bottom of several books. Then he cut two knives at the birthday number: "you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it!"

As soon as Lu Yanhao walked out, he saw such a scene. He didn't care too much at first. When his eyes fell, he almost rushed for the past 100 meters. He grabbed the towel in her hand and his face changed: "br >

" what are you doing? Who asked you to move my sweater? "

Looking up, Ye Ling is also in a bad mood: "a broken sweater, I cut it, what's the matter?"

"You --"

When the fire didn't work, Lu Yanhao immediately raised his hand, but changed it to clench his fist at the moment of falling, and stopped in the middle of the sky. His eyes also fell on her identical face:

for the first time, Lu Yanhao's eyes were full of anger - anger that can't be concealed!

Seeing that the green tendons on his hands were all jumping violently, Ye Ling could feel the emotion he was trying to suppress. It seemed that he was ready to burst out at any time. Looking up, she still didn't show weakness:

"do you still want to hit me? You fight! You fight! Isn't it just a sweater? I'll pay you ten! "

Every word is like sprinkling salt on Lu Yanhao's wound, his eyes are red, his teeth are clucking and his lips are shaking. Several times, Lu Yanhao doesn't make a sound.

Then he unlocked the lock on the bed and said, "go!"

When he got up, Ye Ling moved his wrist and said that he didn't wonder if it was a fake. He rubbed it gently and deliberately fought with him and said, "if you let me go, I'll go!"

The next second, a voice of plainly mournful horror came: "roll!"

Unconsciously, he shivered and realized that he might have stepped on his bottom line. Ye Ling didn't dare to move again. He picked up the bag, took the mobile shoes and walked to the door.

Sitting on the bed, holding the tattered sweater that had been picked up and dropped everywhere, a heavy tear fell down like this. Looking back at the door, Ye Ling saw that it was such a heartbreaking scene -

his grief could not be concealed. His decadent body and posture were in the disordered room. Under the shadow of dark night, it was even more sad, step by step , she was shocked by the unspeakable scene here:

he would not be Did you cry?

A sweater, is he really so sad?

I don't know why. Suddenly, Ye Ling seemed to be out of breath. She couldn't bear it. She closed her lip and regretted it. She wanted to say "I'm sorry", but when it came to her mouth, she couldn't get out. When the door rolled around, she raised her feet and left -