"Thank you, Miss Liu," Lao Wu shook his hand to the car. This was the way he ran back with his hands.
"Well, but it's coming?"
Huo rubbed his hands from time to time, "there are many good things for the girl, but she is stingy."
"It's coming."
Lao Wu carefully took out a porcelain vase from his body. Before he could hold it firmly, he was robbed by old Huo. "You see, I said, the girl didn't take out any good things."
Lao Wu gave Huo a thumbs up.
It's still the master's move to give her something so that she can't refuse. I'm not really sorry.
So, ginger is still old and spicy.
Old Huo opened the bottle and smelled it. How can I say this smell? Some want to go up.
"One a month."
Lao Wu said, "I just counted it. There are about 20 in it, but the quantity is two years."
"The amount of two years doesn't matter."
Huo Lao hurriedly closed the lid for fear that the medicine would run away.
"Let's go and see the child every year."
Lao Wu couldn't help nodding. "What the master said is that she is soft with people and has a short mouth. The girl doesn't like to owe people, so she wants medicine. There are still opportunities in the future."
"Ah sneeze..."
Liu Liang sneezed hard.
She rubbed her nose. Someone must have spoken ill of her behind her back.
The driver took all his luggage to the hotel. When they came back, they knew that Huo Lao asked people to rent their hotel room for a long time. In other words, they could stay as long as they wanted, no charge and take care of food.
But that's the case. Liu Liang still feels distressed. Her drugs.
When she returned to her room, she looked at the two suitcases and clothes on the ground. They were all prepared by Lao Wu, who lived in the Huo family. Many of them had not even removed the labels.
What else can she do if she doesn't bring these clothes back? Throw them away?
But why throw it? It's her clothes. It's a pity to throw it. It's painful to throw it. She doesn't care about others, but she can't throw it at her.
So, all at once.
She opened the box, also sat on the ground, took out the clothes she didn't even wear, and waited for the fifth Mingxiu to pack some for her. Anyway, their bodies are the same. She can wear, and the fifth Mingxiu can.
I picked out seven or eight pieces, and there are many girls' pink and tender colors. If Liu Liang looks at this color more, she will get goose bumps, let alone put it bluntly.
She picked these out and threw them to Liu Lele. She is a real girl and loves pink best. Liu Liang, such a fake girl, should continue to wear her black and white gray.
It took her half a day to pack up almost all these things, but even so, there was still a large box left.
Finally, she took all these into the ring, along with the things given to her by Mr. Huo. No, it was given to her mother and her brother.
At this time, she remembered the dragon stone jade in the ring.
Where did these clothes come from, who caused her so many twists and turns, and lost a bottle of good medicine, that's not it.
She took out the dragon stone from the ring and felt cool in her hand. She remembered the legend of dragon stone jade. It was 100 times more beautiful than glass. It was cold in winter and cool in summer.
The legendary warm jade.
She then raised the dragon stone jade in her hand. It was cold and cold, but it was as smooth and delicate as silk.
Even she was a little moved, not to mention those who loved jade. Otherwise, Xie Ba could not have risked being punished by the Jade Association and insisted on getting it.
A good thing is a good thing. She feels she can't use it.
In the same sentence, the money is hers and the jadeite is narrated by Zeng. No matter what it is, it's the same. However, she still wants to go to the gambling stone tomorrow. She will stroll again. It's just that she didn't get Xie BA's compensation. Although I don't know how much, there will be no less that can be sent out from Mr. Huo. She can buy something more expensive and almost grow water.
Well, it's such a happy decision.
The problem now is.
Liu Liang touched the ring on her neck.
Almost all of her secrets are known to Zeng Xubai, and the nature of this ring will be given away. With her two life understanding of Zeng Xubai, maybe anyone in the world can betray her and abandon her, but Zhou Lanping and Zeng Xubai won't.
Then she put the dragon stone jade back into the ring. She took a deep breath, opened the door and walked towards the door of Zeng Xu's room.
Knock knock
She knocked at the door.
Soon after, Zeng's narration came out.
People are not Liu Liang. They have to make a pile of clothes first. Zeng Shubai's hair is still wet, and the clothes are hung loosely on her body. Although nothing is exposed, nothing is exposed where it should be wrapped, but there is something of abstinence, which makes Liu Liang, a fake girl who is not a girl, have the impulse to tear people's clothes.
I want to see if there are abdominal muscles and Mermaid lines, but she thinks there should be.
"What's the matter?"
Zeng confessed that Liu Liang was disheartened. What made her so hairy.
He refers to Liu Liang's hair.
Liu Liang's fine and soft hair has always been her own pain. Unlike others, she can smooth her hair at any time, and she often explodes her hair. She likes to keep long hair. She wants to cut it like in her previous life, but Qing Yue doesn't allow it. What else do you say? How can she cut her body, hair and skin from her parents.
So, over the past few years, it has grown so much without paying attention, but it is partial, too difficult to take care of, and prefers fried hair.
"Come here, let me comb it for you."
Zeng Xubai asked Liu Liang to come in, sit down again, and then comb her hair with a comb. I have to say that Zeng Xubai's skill in combing her hair is still very good, especially for soft hair. In a short time, she has tied up two loose braids for her, so she is no longer afraid of blowing up.
Liu Liang touched the braid on her head. It seems that it's not tight or loose. It doesn't hurt her scalp.
She also made a special trip to the mirror to take a look. It's also very good-looking. It's not earthy, nor like a silly girl. It's still the same spring green, bright and moving.
A fake girl is a fake girl. If you dress like a fake girl again, she is still a fake girl.
Without Liu Lele's bright eyes, they also have no simplicity in other people's eyes.
She pulled her face. It was thick skinned.
She turned around and saw Zeng's narration leaning aside with a slight smile on her mouth. For the first time on the train, she thought he was silent. Now she knows that silence is not for people, and laughter is for people.