Chapter 1402： The devil is a girl (3)

Chapter 1402 The Devil King is a Girl (3)

However, these people did not dare to speak in front of Bai Yanyan, only dare to get along with her as a friend.

She is strong, so powerful that she seems to be alone in this world, she does not need a man at all ...

As long as everyone gets along with her and becomes friends, they can never go in.

In the rumors, Bai Yanyan always has a person in her heart, that is, Zhao Haoran ...

really? How to say it is so unreliable!

I really believe the evil of the author!

Xia Ling has already become familiar with the author's usual rotten tail method.

It is written on the back that I have forgotten how to round the front stalk, and the innocent people who have appeared before simply pull up.

Bai Yanyan's attitude towards Zhao Haoran's rejection and targeting ...

Had it not been for Bai Yanyan to keep her hand, Zhao Haoran would not have known how many times she had died.

Bai Yanyan can like Zhao Haoran, Xia Ling cut her head to the system to play as a ball!

Sneered at this author's spring and autumn brushwork.

The bus stopped slowly.

Xia Ling stood up, and the familiar scenery outside the window was already a bus stop near Zhao's house.

She followed the crowd and got out of the car.

Zhao Haoran's height of one meter and eighty-two, walking upright in the crowd, Xia Ling has never lived with such a high perspective before.

As far as I can see, there is a back of my head looking down.

The vision was cheerful.

Xia Ling's height is at a glance!

She drank the dishes, a little joyful.

Xia Ling left the task to her, and she was really good at it.

The demon king changes from time to time, and it is always his aggressive dog temper that cannot be changed.

This kind of person looks hard to approach, but if you really treat her with heart, it's been a long time, and this hair doesn't have to go down to yourself.

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"I'm back." Xia Ling returned to Zhao Haoran's doorstep and patted the door.

"Good!" There was a long response from the door.

For a while footsteps came from far and near, and soon the door of the room was opened from the inside.

"Come in, wait for the food you bought." White mother wiped her hands on the apron and hurried back to the kitchen.

Xia Ling followed in and brought the dishes to Baimu into the kitchen and washed them.

Folding back, she looked at the house.

The Zhao family is on the fourth floor. This area is a bit old. It will be demolished later, but it is still an old house with a bad living environment.

The house is owned by Zhao's father, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, with a total area of ​​more than 90 square meters.

In the room, you can see piles of daily necessities, and there are traces of a family of four everywhere.

There are ashtrays on the coffee table, and there are piles of textbooks for high school students in the corner.

Hanging on the balcony are Zhao Haoran's police uniforms and Baimu's clothes ...

Four people live here, showing signs.

However, in the three bedrooms here, Zhao Haoran lived the best.

Father Zhao and Mother Bai live in the large bedroom, lying sideways to Bai Yanyan, Zhao Haoran ... sleep in a small partial house.

The small partial house is next to the kitchen, and is the worst-lit room in the entire unit.

Even though Zhao Haoran was originally one of the owners, but later, for convenience, four people lived together and rented out another house, Zhao Haoran's room was deprived.

Therefore, when Zhao's father initially asked Zhao Haoran to vacate the room to Bai Yanyan, Zhao Haoran refused.

It's a pity-refusal is invalid!

Xia Ling smiled.

A modest face was reflected in the dressing mirror nearby.

She stood there and glanced more into the mirror.

Wearing sportswear, Zhao Haoran was wearing a sweater, trousers, and a young face.

(End of this chapter)