Ye Jia's smile remained unchanged: "Xiaofeng, you can take it back and try it. ∑．féisuzw.≥"
"No, really not."
As if it was the last struggle, Ye Jia whispered: "Xiaofeng, don't make a decision immediately. Let me tell me the answer in three days, okay?" Do you have to consider three days?
She wanted to refuse on the spot, but the panic and sorrow that Ye Jia had never seen before seemed to be immediately separated from the sorrow of the same kind - knocking her down.
He was still making the final effort: "Xiaofeng, okay?"
He smiled, not as relieved as he felt slightly wet. The corners of his eyes were so moist that she couldn't bear to refuse at any time. He was forcing her, and always forcing her.
If you let go, you can easily turn around.
But why has the left rib hurt more and more severely recently? It seems that I let go, and from then on, the pain will continue to continue in that place.
No one wants to separate a certain part of his body.
If selfishness can bring happiness, then be selfish again.
She did not ask Ye Jia to send her away, and insisted on taking the taxi back.
All emotions are fighting fiercely. In fact, I know exactly what the answer will be in three days. That is a torture that is a cruel torture that will be used to Ye Jia once more.
She thought, how good would it be if there was no "self-esteem" or "self-esteem" in this world? Or would it be better if there was no "memory"? Confused people are happy. Humble and sensitive people will fall into misfortune throughout their lives
swirl.
The phone rang, and it was Li Huan's voice: "Feng Feng, where are you?"
Her voice was a little choked, so she didn't make a sound for a while. The closer it was to the Ye family's banquet, the darker her mood became, as if she was a death row prisoner, counting the days when she was executed day by day.
"Feng Feng?"
His voice was a little worried.
She heard his worries and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm in the store, sorting out the recipes, and I'll print them tomorrow."
He said softly: "Feng Feng, you are waiting for me in the small shop. I will bring you fresh shrimps. I bought the fresh shrimp and just returned home. When I prepare it, I will bring you...'
"Um."
I quickly prepared this dish. Li Huan put it in a very beautiful insulated food box. I looked at it myself and it was full of color, fragrance and taste. I was very satisfied. I found that cooking was also an art and enjoyment.
I set off immediately and arrived at the shop. It was probably just the right temperature.
He took the food box and went out. In the evening, a figure flashed under the thousand-year-old yellow tree. He was wary and strode over. He saw two black shadows quickly getting on a car. The light was dim and he couldn't see the license plate clearly.
He immediately drove after him. The license plate of the car in front was covered. The driver was obviously a master. He was walking the not-obvious S-shaped route and was not eye-catching.
Xiao Zhaoye and the others went to the shop opposite to eat beef noodles, and Feng Feng looked at the shop alone. She had been practicing eating less at night for a long time, and was afraid that after eating beef noodles, she would not be able to stir-fry fresh shrimps with bamboo shoots, so
I endured it and didn't go, and didn't ask them to pack it.
However, they all came back for a long time after dinner, but Li Huan still didn't make any noise.
After several pursuits, Li Huan was about to give up, but as soon as he got off the overpass and drove to the turn, a car suddenly rushed out. The two cars collided, Li Huan's eyes blurred, his body tilted, pressing against the beautiful insulated food box, and immediately lost it.