rebirth of wrong love farewell

The ordinary three bedrooms and one living room are warmly and elegantly decorated by virtuous women.

Two bedrooms, a dance studio and living room complete the layout of the house.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone poured into this elegant living room like clear running water, attracting the attention of the two beauties.

Zhang Zhirou gently picked up the white mobile phone placed on the coffee table, looked at the names displayed on the screen, frowned lightly, pursed his lips, and pressed the reject button.

The girl who was half lying on the sofa twisted her boneless body, and stood up straight to see what was going on, but she didn't want to be pushed back on the sofa by her mother.

Lan Youruo pursed her lips, her eyes flashed with curiosity like gravel, she took the sugar baby pillow and stuffed it into her bosom, and asked tentatively, "Mom, who is it?"

The woman in a handsome suit who looked like she was walking on the clouds put down her phone and shook her head softly, but when she saw the clothes she was wearing, she wondered, "Why haven't you seen this shirt before?"

The girl lay there gnashing her white teeth, her eyes rolled brightly, and said with a smile, "I just bought it today, how is it? Does it look good?"

Thinking of the blood-stained white shirt in her schoolbag, if she hadn't been afraid of such a situation, she wouldn't have changed into Liang Sanyue's spare clothes, which were full of his milky smell.

Zhang Zhirou stroked the girl's smooth long hair, smelled her body odor that did not belong to her, and said lightly: "Two months later, there will be an apprentice competition in the jewelry store, and No.1 will reward a red one worth 5 yuan." agate."

She smiled softly. The babbling baby had grown into such a big girl in no time. Looking at her somewhat youthful but charming face, she sighed: "Mom, try hard to be the first, and put that big girl The agate will be your dowry in the future."

Lan Youruo's eyes were as dazzling as the first ray of morning light, she pursed her mouth on purpose, leaned over to wrap her arms around her mother Xin's long neck, and said coquettishly, "I don't need you, I'll earn it myself. If not, I'm not afraid of Liang That guy in March won't marry me."

Zhang Zhirou patted her arm lightly, said with a light smile, "Don't be ashamed."

Her tone was as soft as a melted sugar painting, but there was some persuasion: "Girls should leave more room for themselves, or they will suffer in the future."

The girl nodded like a chick pecking at rice, heard the sudden ringtone of the text message, and changed the subject: "Mom, you have a text message."

The elegant woman leaned over and took the phone, looked at her daughter's curious eyes, stood up slowly, and looked at the content of the text message displayed on the screen: Zhang Zhirou, even if I die, I will still love you.Lan Xia. "

Sighing helplessly, the woman flicked with her finger to delete it.

The author has something to say: Thank you Bi An~