Go to my house

Style: Girl Author: Fish roe lucky bagWords: 1122Update Time: 24/02/20 14:44:06
How happy are you! Chen Jia couldn't imagine it.

When his mother passed away, he also smiled as all the guests came to comfort him, even the white-haired person sent a message to the black-haired person's heartbroken grandmother. He also smiled and comforted: "My mother's death is not a bad thing. At least I no longer have to suffer from the disease and my husband's betrayal."

He is also playful and has a calf-tempered temper. So at his mother's funeral, he forcefully beat his father, who was obsessed with vixen and had no conscience, to the ground. From then on, the relationship between father and son was severed.

Until the end, he didn't cry.

Only he knew the feeling of holding his fucking photo until he couldn't breathe, covering his mouth, crying until his teeth were trembling, and the tears couldn't be stopped at night when the guests had dispersed and no one was around.

That year, his junior high school entrance examination had just ended, and he had not had time to share his high score with his mother.

"I thought you went home"

Chen Chen changed into a black T-shirt, black shorts, black slippers on his slender legs, and a black towel was wiping his dripping hair.

I walked over leisurely, carrying the fresh gardenia fragrance after bathing, and the moisture all over my body.

Chen Jia turned her head and stared at the beautiful man coming out of the bath. The next second, she frowned and asked, "Why are you wearing all black things, even towels?"

If he is wearing colorful clothes in the photo because his mother picked them when he was a child, then when he grows up, he has also seen him buy clothes other than black! Why is it all black now?

It's really rare to see black towels.

I heard Yuan Xia analyze Miao Theory about liking black before: "Black is the most dignified color. It is solemn and solemn. Therefore, black makes people feel mysterious, terrifying, empty, desperate, and has a sense of spiritual depression.

People who like black usually have strong psychological pressure, which is mostly the product of stress and depression..."

Chen Jia used to think it was nonsense, but now she just hopes it is really nonsense.

"My underwear is red, do you want to see it?"

After saying that, he made a gesture to lift it up

"No, no, no, don't look at anything inappropriate, it's inappropriate."

Chen Jia retracted her naked gaze, picked up her schoolbag with a guilty conscience, waited at the door and said:

"Go to my house for dinner! I put half of the durian in the refrigerator. I'll come back later."

Because they are neighbors, the two are about the same age, and their brothers also have a good relationship. Therefore, it is normal for four children to eat at each other's house.

"Your aunt is here"

Chen Chen hesitated and hesitated again and again. A little embarrassed, he looked away and saw the conspicuous red blood stains on the sofa.

Chen Jia's face instantly turned red and she ran away.

The damn aunt who is so damned is actually ahead of schedule. Is it because durian is too nutritious?

She rushed home, her father was cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron, her mother was on duty at the hospital today, and her brother was playing life on the sofa.

I was a little surprised to see Chen Chen, but soon he warmly greeted him and started playing together.

What kind of drama does it take for three women to play, and three men are not bad at all.

Chen Jia looked at the three men talking at the table and wanted to call her mother to report the current situation.

The tiger is not at home and the monkey is king.

I really don't understand what there is to talk about between two teenage boys and a strict wife in her forties.

And he's also a principal.

Shouldn't a student meeting the principal be like a mouse meeting a cat? How can he still sit at a table and chat happily without thinking about things when he is running away in all directions? What is the problem...