Chapter 108

"Where are you going --" Zhu Xiaowei, drunk and full of courage, tugged at Qiao bao'er's arm with both hands and refused to let her go. "Qiao bao'er, we are not allowed to leave until we have settled our grudge."

Qiao bao'er looked at the man who was drunk and tried to reason with her, "I'll make it clear to you tomorrow, now..."

"Don't go, don't go!"

Zhu just played a rascal, "Qiao bao'er, you say! When on earth did you hook up with my boss

"She's going home to rest."

Behind them came a low voice.

Zhu Xiaowei's whole body froze and his vision blurred. Looking at the cold face in front of him, he tugged at Qiao Baoer's hand and let it go like an instinctive reaction.

"Xiao Zhu drank a lot tonight..."

Qiao Baoer looks back a little worried about her best friend.

But the man around her was expressionless, staring at her coldly, and his back was chilly.

Qiao bao'er now decides to ignore Zhu Xiaowei's life and death. Anyway, junzhimu has already said hello to the people in the villa to take care of her. No one dares to move her.

"Don't try to help others." He gave a faint reminder.

Qiao Baoer gently pursed her lips, wanted to retort, and finally chose silence.

She thought that in junzhimu's opinion, most people are just "others". How many people can make him look at them.

They walked out of yizhihong villa. It's about 10 pm now. The lights in the busy lane are flashing. They walked side by side. Under the warm light, their long figure is dependent on each other. There is more rare harmony and warmth in the confusion.

Qiao bao'er looked down at the figures of them on the ground. These four weeks, they were quiet and their heart beat a little fast. He seldom took a walk with him like now.

Maybe when you get out of the alley, junzhimu will call the driver to pick them up. But suddenly, Qiao bao'er hopes the alley will be longer, and her pace will be slower, slower

All of a sudden, she felt her shoulders heavy. She looked up and looked at the man on the left.

A black suit was draped over her.

The action on his hand is natural, pulled jacket for her Shun, "don't move."

The clothes are warm on the body, with his body temperature.

Qiao bao'er didn't dare to refuse. Maybe the street lamp was dim yellow, reflecting her face a little psychedelic and reddish.

"The shepherd of the king."

She still lowered her head, looked at the figure of the two of them on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "junzhimu, why did you come to my school as a teaching assistant that year?"

The man's eyebrows were slightly picked, and his side eyes looked at her slightly red cheeks.

She looks like a shy little woman now, which is totally different from when he first met her. At that time, she impressed him deeply.

That year, his father died of illness. He came back from the United States to attend the funeral. He didn't come back for a long time. Jun's family made him feel strange and irritable.

That day, he went to C city to find a good friend. He was simply wearing casual clothes, wearing white headphones, listening to music while walking carelessly.

At sunset, the spacious alley in front of the No.1 high school in C city looks very cold. In the dusk, the leaves of the solemn college opposite fall outside the wall, which is quite sad.

He never thought that under the old locust tree, at the corner, a girl would jump down from the sky.

She was so unprepared to break into his world, her soft and warm body, straight on him.

There was a hazy beauty in the twilight. He looked at her

At that moment, he was stunned.

A strange thought even flashed through his mind. He thought that he had bumped into the angel in bougrow's painting.

"Hey, you don't look at the road when you walk!"

However, the next second, her voice let him slightly recover, she quickly climbed up from him, and did not apologize to him, but the villain complained first.

He was about to speak, but the girl didn't even look at him, the victim, and ran away.

He arranged his clothes, stood under the old locust tree, and looked at her running figure. She was in a hurry. Then he realized that she was very nervous, just trying to be brave.

I can't say what it felt like. It was a bit tangled and hesitant. In those days, he was more irritable, and the figure flashed in his mind.

He just can't forget her

Suddenly I want to see her again.

I don't know why. I just want to.

"... I don't know."

The street lamp is dim and yellow, the night is very quiet, he suddenly turns around, hands on her shoulder, deep eyes directly looking at her in front of him, "Qiao bao'er..." Whispering her name.

Qiao bao'er was stunned. She asked him why he became a teaching assistant at school, but he said he didn't know.

She opened her eyes slightly and watched him bend his head close to him. Her heart beat a little disorderly, and she was stunned. His thin lips gently kissed her.

Not as strong as usual, kiss carefully.

"Come on..."

Her flushed cheeks, a little flustered at the bottom of her heart, nervously pushed him away.

He suddenly stopped action, a pair of eyes hard to see into her eyes, they rely on so close, breathing, breath winding.

"Joe, don't forget that you are my wife now. How long will you keep me waiting?"

His words were so angry that they didn't make sense to Qiao bao'er.

Jun Zhimu didn't know what he was angry with. He turned around and left her leaning against the wall, staring at his back

"Hello."

"Hello, your shepherd"

Speaking of the tension rising from the bottom of her heart, she followed up in a hurry.

Unable to catch up with his long legs, Qiao bao'er was somewhat aggrieved and angry. He played willful and sat directly in the middle of the alley, "my foot hurts, my shepherd!"

The tall figure in front of him suddenly stopped. He looked back at her with deep eyes.

She's sitting on the road like this.

"What's the matter?" He returned and approached her in a hurry.

Qiao bao'er's face was puffy. He didn't dare to look at him. He murmured, "swollen feet, cramps."

Maybe she walked too much today. She was pregnant and easy to get swollen feet and cramps. Although she didn't shout so much, she didn't lie.

"Hey, why..."

"It's a shame. Put me down, put me down..."

Wow, all of a sudden, she looks embarrassed and struggles to yell.

"Qiao Baoer!"

Junzhimu directly beat her horizontally, low eyes fiercely staring at the woman in her arms, gritting her teeth and calling her name.

She was stunned for a moment and settled down immediately.

Junzhimu has a figure of 1.85 meters. He also likes boxing. He holds her very easily and walks steadily every step.

And she nests in his arms, the cheek is a little hot, the heart can not deny that there is a sense of peace of mind, as if there is him, nothing to be afraid of.

"Her husband is so handsome. I want the princess to hold her too. Hurry up..."

"Wife, your tonnage is too heavy. You should lose weight first. My small body can't bear you."

A man and a woman on the opposite side of the horse road looked at them. The woman glared at the man in her family and was quite dissatisfied with him. "You're small, you mean it! How could I have taken a fancy to you when I was blind. "

The man immediately begged for mercy, "wife, their family must be feminist, you see that man looks so... Well, it must depend on beauty to eat soft food.". Wife, I'm not the same. I support you silently... "

Qiao bao'er's eyes and the opposite horse road two people look at each other, suddenly blush.

"Junzhimu, you put me down, I can walk by myself... A lot of people are watching." She whispered resistance.

The strength of embracing her is slightly tightened. The man on the top of her head stares at her for a long time, and then he says, "Oh, Qiao bao'er, you will blush, too."

The first time I heard him scold himself, Qiao bao'er opened his eyes slightly, and his expression was a little dull.

Jun Zhi Mu looks at her silly appearance. Suddenly, he is a little angry. He doesn't know whether he is too stupid in his past behavior or that he is too slow in this woman.

"... it's really troublesome to raise you, Joe."

His voice is low, some angry, more helpless.

Walking to the end of the lane, there were more and more pedestrians around. She buried her face in his chest and put her hands around his neck. At this moment, she really didn't want to let go.