The originally aggressive questioning was met with a counter-question. Yuan Xia thought he was hiding it, but he didn't expect it to be seen through.
You are a tough talker, just refuse to admit it. Besides, the quarrel yesterday was not over!
"Oh! Then you are still thinking about Mu Qing?" Chen Jia deliberately asked Yuan Xia to reject it without any hesitation, as if one second longer would be a shame for himself.
"That's Chen Chen!"
"Don't come here. Don't bully your friends!"
"What about Jiang Jia?" Even though he knew it, he just wanted to tease her.
"He will never have a beer belly, he will always be sunny and handsome, wearing a football uniform, leaning on the corridor filled with sunshine, smiling as brightly as a flower and looking at me tenderly. Standing on the top of my heart, branded on my sixteenth year In my youth."
A Proper Literary Young Woman (Yuan Xia)
"The fog is everywhere, and I love you when no one is around. When the fog clears, everyone knows that I love you?"
Chen Jia asked.
"Young ladies are not talented and have not won the favor of the young master. Don't blame the young master for disturbing his beloved ones. From now on, all the admiration and admiration will stop at the lips and teeth, and they will be lost in their years. Let's live this life forever!"
Yuan Xia's teeth were white and his eloquence was smoother than the multiplication tables he memorized in elementary school, and he was more emotional than memorizing peasants.
“Poets die in rags in a sea of flowers, and people in suits and leather shoes die in high-rise buildings!”
Yuan Xia was inexplicably irritable and screamed: "No matter what, it's death!"
"So, thank you for venting your anger on me!" Seeing that she was confused, Chen Jia reminded Jin Duoduo and the three of them again.
"That's just to vent your anger and complain to me that it's unfair." Yuan Xia had a rare moment of shrewdness and asked, "Why are you together?"
"Why can't we be together? Xu Xian can be with snakes? Dong Yong and Xian, Ning Caichen and ghosts can be together. Chen Chen and I are the same people, similar in age, have the same temperament, and love each other, why do you let you use What about these expressions to question?
I am not Sun Wukong, and I am waiting for the seven fairies to pick peaches. His father would not even let go of stones. We conform to the laws of historical development and follow the trend of historical development. "
Chen Jia was very excited, extremely excited.
"I am her brother and he is my neighbor. What's the result?"
Yuan Xia eccentrically imitated the conversation between the two when they first met, and the next second he gossiped and asked: "Who did you do to whom!"
When someone asked me this question, I thought of the kiss that day. I felt embarrassed but didn't want to show it, so I said vaguely: "The one who is close to the water and the tower is the first to get the moon! If you have a clear understanding of the heart, you will understand!"
Yuan Xia asked in detail: "When did it start?"
Chen Jia's answer was very official: "When things are ripe, things will fall into place. It will start naturally!"
"So where are you now? Holding hands? Hugging? Kissing? Or have you already..."
"What are you talking about! We are still students!" Chen Jia interrupted anxiously, eyes wide open, and Yuan Xia, who was thinking about it, was really worried that she would say some cruel words.
"Oh! Why do I feel like Chen Chen is like a budding flower, like a green cabbage, like a pure and flawless swan."
After a while, Yuan Xia screamed like a pig being killed in the classroom.
Flowers placed on cow dung are still in bud, what a fertile cow dung they are.
The cabbage was beaten by the pig, and it was still a tender green cabbage. What an evil pig it was.
Is a toad eating swan meat still pure? This toad has so much courage and a dark mind.
What are these words? How to use such adjectives to describe them?
It was obviously a match made in heaven, a perfect match, a match of equals, and a perfect match.
There was constant fun and laughter here, but little did they know that the three women over there had already hated them.
So on a scorching evening, when Chen Jia came home from school alone, she was tricked by four delinquent boys with big blue dragon tattoos and bright red dyes. Confined in a corner of a sparsely populated park not far from home.
In May, it may still be snowing in some cities, but in the south, it has reached the point where you need to bring a pack of paper to the toilet, nine to wipe sweat and one to wipe shit.
Even though school is over and it's evening, the sun is still scorching everything with all its might.
The wind has gone to grandma's house, and there are not even any birds or animals in the trees, let alone the aunts who usually dance in the square and the uncles who play chess.
It is true that life and death are determined by destiny. Wealth and honor are in heaven. If heaven wants you to die, you have to die.
Three gangsters surrounded her in a corner with baseball bats.
It's a bit exaggerated to kill a chicken with a knife. Four men against one woman, or a little girl who is helpless and helpless?
They didn't ask her to hand over the money as viciously as the underworld. Just looking at her with a wicked smile.
The leader, Yi Hongmao, was on the phone and looked at her from time to time.
It feels like a prisoner being shot with a blank gun fired a dozen times, suffering! It's like a death row prisoner who couldn't find any blood vessels and was pricked a dozen times during the injection. It's scary!
Chen Jia really couldn't figure out why she, a student who worked on the front line at two o'clock every day, was targeted by the underworld?
For money?
For money?
For sex?
It reminds me of the movie where someone raped her first, removed her organs, and then dumped her body in the wild!
Bloody and beyond recognition.
I think of the young girl in the news who was abducted and sold into the valley. They were sold to old men in their forties or fifties and kept in pig pens and bullpens. He can't see his fingers with his hand, passing on the family lineage to others. Whenever he had the thought of running, he would just cut off his legs and live a miserable life.
The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.
She is only eighteen years old. Is she going to die before she has a chance to take a good look at the world?
Unexpectedly, I have been kind throughout my life and have never done anything harmful or harmful. But he died young and died on his doorstep.
She trembled and asked the gangster: "What do you want to do?"
Her feet were weak and her heart was panicked. If she hadn't been leaning against the wall, she would have almost collapsed on the ground. The large beads of sweat on the pale cheeks sprung up out of control like bamboo shoots. My heart is about to jump to my throat, about to explode, about to burst out.
"I heard that you also know Taekwondo? You have some martial arts skills!"
Hong Mao ended the call and looked down at Chen Jia condescendingly.
That guy is tall and strong, comparable to the Japanese wrestling king. It was as if Chen Jia could be crushed to pieces with one hand, as easily as an elephant crushing an ant.
The red-crowned head shook as he spoke, and it was as huge as a turkey, blocking out the sunlight.
With their thick faces, don’t they say that southerners are small? Did he have a genetic mutation or did he grow up taking hormones? Like a big man from the north, burly!
The other three gangsters heard it. They all began to wave the sticks in their hands, as if a battle was about to break out at any time.
Chen Jia's eyes widened, she was sweating, and her lips were trembling slightly: "Did you find the wrong person? I am just a weak student."
I hope that I caught the wrong person or that the thief is wise and can let her be a weak woman.
"Zhu Xiaoyue, you know her! You were not a helpless little girl when you bullied her!"
Hong Mao pointed at Chen Jia's nose with a stick.
It turns out to be Zhu Xiaoyue! Chen Jia's uncertain mind calmed down for some reason, and her voice became steady when she spoke. Perhaps it was because he had eliminated the motive of seeking wealth and killing, gained insight into the other party's original intention, and understood his own situation.
No wonder this man looked familiar. He turned out to be the big man chewing cabbage in the skating rink.
"Are you sure it was me who bullied her? Then you want to seek justice from me four on one now? Doesn't this count as bullying me? When a man hits a woman, he will bully her more and bully her weakly. If you say this, you will not be afraid of being exposed. Are you laughing your ass off?"
"You are so stubborn even when you are about to die, you are worthy of it! Chen Jia, I never thought you would fall into my hands one day!"
Zhu Xiaoyue appeared out of nowhere and walked into Chen Jia with a arrogant and gloating look, as if she was now her rabbit in a cage.
"What do you want!" Chen Jia subconsciously grasped the palm of her hand, and for a moment, she even held her breath.
