Chapter 341
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After the barbecue, there was thunder outside.
Looking at her mobile phone, Zhong Qing said, "the weather forecast says there are thunderstorms. The northeast wind is five to six."
Looking at the traffic outside, Chen Chuan feels that it's still busy here. Compared with here, his hometown is still taifo.
At 11:40 at night, thunder broke out over Mordor.
They went outside the store and took a taxi.
Sitting in the back row, I dropped a little window and the cold air coming in.
Zhong Qing looked at her mobile phone and whispered, "well, just seeing the message my aunt left me, she left in the evening."
"Where have you been?"
"She's a tour guide. She's taken the group abroad. It's going to take a few days to come back." She said.
"Do you have a key to your home?"
"Yes." Zhong Qing checks the old white bag, finds the key and pats it.
I don't know if it's the reason why he was forced to drink a glass of wine by Wang zishang. Zhong Qing's cheek is red all the time. She also said with a smile: "too much wine, feel a little dizzy, borrow your shoulder?"
"Well." Chen Chuan felt that she leaned over and spread out in front of him, with a faint smell of shampoo.
The taxi stops and goes. Looking at the flashing neon lights outside, Chen Chuan feels a little dizzy. He drank some wine in mokk at night, but he didn't use the zhenxingjiu pill to get rid of it. He feels slightly drunk.
With the wind blowing from the Huangpu River, Chen Chuan thinks of two old people in the magic capital, President Teng and song Suzhi.
One is the guild president in the game. He got to know each other because he was trapped in the car during a trip to the mountains.
The other one I met when I bought McLaren P1. I took her to the disco twice because I was in a good mood and gave her a Tesla. It was a little girl who liked to wear sunglasses and a fan when she was dancing. If she was once slapped by President Teng, who was guarding outside, she should be very fond of dancing.
Because of this, Chen Chuan and President Teng had a quarrel in the game. They had been fighting for more than half a month.
And in reality, I've never been in touch again.
"What are you thinking?" Asked Zhong Qing.
"Two friends."
"Is it complicated?" Zhong Qing asked again.
Chen Chuan smiles. Complexity is not complicated, but it's just for him. As for those two, he didn't know if they were complicated. During this time, he also received a long message from Song Suzhi. To sum up, he just asked him when he would come back to Shanghai?
Taxi to show along the road, Zhong Qing aunt home community, it is near midnight.
In the night sky, there was a thunder in winter, and rain had already fallen on the roof of the car, making a sound of crackling.
They got out of the car and ran into the community with their heads down. However, Zhong Qing was not fast because she was wearing high-heeled shoes, and her body was drenched.
It was raining cats and dogs when I ran downstairs.
Standing downstairs to take shelter from the rain, Chen Chuan remembers Qin Xiang's hiding from the rain at the bottom of Tianyue No.1 building before he went abroad.
"Why did I come running with you I don't have to get off the bus... " Chen Chuan suddenly realized this and said.
Zhong Qing said with a smile, "yes, why do you come down to my house?"
"Then go upstairs, and I'll take a taxi." Chen Chuan said, bending to go out.
"Ah..." Zhong Qing gently pulled his sleeve and said, "now it's raining so hard. Don't catch a cold. Or come up and wait for a while, and wait for the rain to drop."
"Is it convenient?" Chen Chuan asked.
Zhong Qing nodded.
Floor is the kind of husband's room without elevator.
It's on the fifth floor.
Chen Chuan followed her upstairs and watched her take out the key to open the door. This building looks old, but the decoration in the house is really exquisite, petty bourgeoisie, and even a little luxurious.
"Classic Jane style, your aunt has such a style." Chen Chuan looked at the small room and said.
"One young woman in literature and art. She's 35 years old and still unmarried." Zhong Qing said.
Chen Chuan smiles, more fierce than President Teng. These petty bourgeois women in Shanghai stock market are really incomprehensible.
"There are hand brewed coffee, instant coffee and tea. How about boiling ginger syrup?" Zhong Qing took off her high-heeled shoes, put on her slippers, and took out a pair of disposable slippers and bent down to put them under Chen Chuan's feet.
Chen Chuan put on, said: "white water on the line, if you are afraid of a cold, their own burning ginger water."
"I'm fine. I'm in good health. I can't catch a cold every few years." Chung Ching said.
Due to the lack of heating in Shanghai stock market and the cold winter, Zhong Qing turned on the air conditioner and said, "I'll rush for a while. You can sit by yourself."
Then, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
Chen Chuan feels that the taste is not right. Is it because he is so thoughtful? What is this girl doing
He sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of the bath, hesitating whether to go or not?The shower was finished before long. When she came out, she said, "no, there is no bathrobe for you."
Chen Chuan stands up and looks at Zhong Qing, who is wiping her hair in her white bathrobe. She has completely removed her make-up, but her face is clear and beautiful, her skin is tender and white, her wavy hair is long, her eyelashes are long, her eyes are big, her cherry is small, her mouth is sharp, her chin is clean and natural, and her 21-year-old youth is full. She is tall, with a bare foot of 173 cm, and a pair of slender white legs looming under the bathrobe.
"I don't wash, I don't have to change clothes," Chen said
"It's hard to get wet by the rain and not wash it off." She said.
"It's OK. I'll leave in a moment."
"Oh." She wiped her hair and poured out two cups of white water.
Two people holding a glass of water, sitting on the sofa drinking water.
The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.
"Can you sing? Sing a song? " Chen Chuan said casually.
Zhong Qing's face suddenly turned red and said, "sing, sing? What kind of singing? I didn't sing
"No?" Chen Chuan is surprised that some people have never sung a song.
"You mean singing normally?" Zhong Qing suddenly said.
"Well What else... "
Chen Chuan sat next to her and glanced at her casually. He saw under the bent bathrobe when he was sitting.
Chen Chuan lowered his head and took a drink.
"Well, anyway, it's boring. Why don't you play the king's glory?" Zhong Qing suddenly proposed.
"Well, I'm Zhao Yun. He's very good at fighting wild. He can brush wild for two hours." Chen Chuandao.
"Ah, then you have to take me. I've just heard that I haven't played a game. I don't even have a number." Chung Ching said.
"So new? OK, I'll be patient. I'll teach you hand in hand. You can choose the middle output or the next auxiliary according to your own situation. " Chen Chuandao.
Outside in the sound of winter thunder, two people teach one and learn the other, stumbling to play the game.
Chen Chuan, after all, is an old Zhao Yun. A silver gun flies up and down, and the voice of supernatural is heard all the time.
Taking advantage of another supernatural gap, Chen Chuan calls Lu Feilu and asks her to take a new suit from the suitcase of the hotel and tell her the address here.
Lu Feilu happily agreed.
She sleeps in a hotel suite with Xun Xue and Xiao Ying.
The two asked, "what's the matter? Where are you going at two o'clock in the middle of the night?"
"Send clothes to Mr. Chen."
"Well? Where is he? " They were puzzled.
"Playing games outside should be, I have heard the super God's movement." Lu Feilu envies.
"Together, it's so late."
"It doesn't matter. I can fight 20 each. I'm afraid of nothing." With a bag on her back, Lu Feilu went to Chen Chuan's room and took a suit of clothes and a Philippine cane with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of 60 centimeters.
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After the barbecue, there was thunder outside.
Looking at her mobile phone, Zhong Qing said, "the weather forecast says there are thunderstorms. The northeast wind is five to six."
Looking at the traffic outside, Chen Chuan feels that it's still busy here. Compared with here, his hometown is still taifo.
At 11:40 at night, thunder broke out over Mordor.
They went outside the store and took a taxi.
Sitting in the back row, I dropped a little window and the cold air coming in.
Zhong Qing looked at her mobile phone and whispered, "well, just seeing the message my aunt left me, she left in the evening."
"Where have you been?"
"She's a tour guide. She's taken the group abroad. It's going to take a few days to come back." She said.
"Do you have a key to your home?"
"Yes." Zhong Qing checks the old white bag, finds the key and pats it.
I don't know if it's the reason why he was forced to drink a glass of wine by Wang zishang. Zhong Qing's cheek is red all the time. She also said with a smile: "too much wine, feel a little dizzy, borrow your shoulder?"
"Well." Chen Chuan felt that she leaned over and spread out in front of him, with a faint smell of shampoo.
The taxi stops and goes. Looking at the flashing neon lights outside, Chen Chuan feels a little dizzy. He drank some wine in mokk at night, but he didn't use the zhenxingjiu pill to get rid of it. He feels slightly drunk.
With the wind blowing from the Huangpu River, Chen Chuan thinks of two old people in the magic capital, President Teng and song Suzhi.
One is the guild president in the game. He got to know each other because he was trapped in the car during a trip to the mountains.
The other one I met when I bought McLaren P1. I took her to the disco twice because I was in a good mood and gave her a Tesla. It was a little girl who liked to wear sunglasses and a fan when she was dancing. If she was once slapped by President Teng, who was guarding outside, she should be very fond of dancing.
Because of this, Chen Chuan and President Teng had a quarrel in the game. They had been fighting for more than half a month.
And in reality, I've never been in touch again.
"What are you thinking?" Asked Zhong Qing.
"Two friends."
"Is it complicated?" Zhong Qing asked again.
Chen Chuan smiles. Complexity is not complicated, but it's just for him. As for those two, he didn't know if they were complicated. During this time, he also received a long message from Song Suzhi. To sum up, he just asked him when he would come back to Shanghai?
Taxi to show along the road, Zhong Qing aunt home community, it is near midnight.
In the night sky, there was a thunder in winter, and rain had already fallen on the roof of the car, making a sound of crackling.
They got out of the car and ran into the community with their heads down. However, Zhong Qing was not fast because she was wearing high-heeled shoes, and her body was drenched.
It was raining cats and dogs when I ran downstairs.
Standing downstairs to take shelter from the rain, Chen Chuan remembers Qin Xiang's hiding from the rain at the bottom of Tianyue No.1 building before he went abroad.
"Why did I come running with you I don't have to get off the bus... " Chen Chuan suddenly realized this and said.
Zhong Qing said with a smile, "yes, why do you come down to my house?"
"Then go upstairs, and I'll take a taxi." Chen Chuan said, bending to go out.
"Ah..." Zhong Qing gently pulled his sleeve and said, "now it's raining so hard. Don't catch a cold. Or come up and wait for a while, and wait for the rain to drop."
"Is it convenient?" Chen Chuan asked.
Zhong Qing nodded.
Floor is the kind of husband's room without elevator.
It's on the fifth floor.
Chen Chuan followed her upstairs and watched her take out the key to open the door. This building looks old, but the decoration in the house is really exquisite, petty bourgeoisie, and even a little luxurious.
"Classic Jane style, your aunt has such a style." Chen Chuan looked at the small room and said.
"One young woman in literature and art. She's 35 years old and still unmarried." Zhong Qing said.
Chen Chuan smiles, more fierce than President Teng. These petty bourgeois women in Shanghai stock market are really incomprehensible.
"There are hand brewed coffee, instant coffee and tea. How about boiling ginger syrup?" Zhong Qing took off her high-heeled shoes, put on her slippers, and took out a pair of disposable slippers and bent down to put them under Chen Chuan's feet.
Chen Chuan put on, said: "white water on the line, if you are afraid of a cold, their own burning ginger water."
"I'm fine. I'm in good health. I can't catch a cold every few years." Chung Ching said.
Due to the lack of heating in Shanghai stock market and the cold winter, Zhong Qing turned on the air conditioner and said, "I'll rush for a while. You can sit by yourself."
Then, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
Chen Chuan feels that the taste is not right. Is it because he is so thoughtful? What is this girl doing
He sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of the bath, hesitating whether to go or not?The shower was finished before long. When she came out, she said, "no, there is no bathrobe for you."
Chen Chuan stands up and looks at Zhong Qing, who is wiping her hair in her white bathrobe. She has completely removed her make-up, but her face is clear and beautiful, her skin is tender and white, her wavy hair is long, her eyelashes are long, her eyes are big, her cherry is small, her mouth is sharp, her chin is clean and natural, and her 21-year-old youth is full. She is tall, with a bare foot of 173 cm, and a pair of slender white legs looming under the bathrobe.
"I don't wash, I don't have to change clothes," Chen said
"It's hard to get wet by the rain and not wash it off." She said.
"It's OK. I'll leave in a moment."
"Oh." She wiped her hair and poured out two cups of white water.
Two people holding a glass of water, sitting on the sofa drinking water.
The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.
"Can you sing? Sing a song? " Chen Chuan said casually.
Zhong Qing's face suddenly turned red and said, "sing, sing? What kind of singing? I didn't sing
"No?" Chen Chuan is surprised that some people have never sung a song.
"You mean singing normally?" Zhong Qing suddenly said.
"Well What else... "
Chen Chuan sat next to her and glanced at her casually. He saw under the bent bathrobe when he was sitting.
Chen Chuan lowered his head and took a drink.
"Well, anyway, it's boring. Why don't you play the king's glory?" Zhong Qing suddenly proposed.
"Well, I'm Zhao Yun. He's very good at fighting wild. He can brush wild for two hours." Chen Chuandao.
"Ah, then you have to take me. I've just heard that I haven't played a game. I don't even have a number." Chung Ching said.
"So new? OK, I'll be patient. I'll teach you hand in hand. You can choose the middle output or the next auxiliary according to your own situation. " Chen Chuandao.
Outside in the sound of winter thunder, two people teach one and learn the other, stumbling to play the game.
Chen Chuan, after all, is an old Zhao Yun. A silver gun flies up and down, and the voice of supernatural is heard all the time.
Taking advantage of another supernatural gap, Chen Chuan calls Lu Feilu and asks her to take a new suit from the suitcase of the hotel and tell her the address here.
Lu Feilu happily agreed.
She sleeps in a hotel suite with Xun Xue and Xiao Ying.
The two asked, "what's the matter? Where are you going at two o'clock in the middle of the night?"
"Send clothes to Mr. Chen."
"Well? Where is he? " They were puzzled.
"Playing games outside should be, I have heard the super God's movement." Lu Feilu envies.
"Together, it's so late."
"It doesn't matter. I can fight 20 each. I'm afraid of nothing." With a bag on her back, Lu Feilu went to Chen Chuan's room and took a suit of clothes and a Philippine cane with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of 60 centimeters.
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After the barbecue, there was thunder outside. Looking at her mobile phone, Zhong Qing said, "the weather forecast says there are thunderstorms. The northeast wind is five to six." Looking at the traffic outside, Chen Chuan feels that it's still busy here. Compared with here, his hometown is still taifo. At 11:40 at night, thunder broke out over Mordor. They went outside the store and took a taxi. Sitting in the back row, I dropped a little window and the cold air coming in. Zhong Qing looked at her mobile phone and whispered, "well, just seeing the message my aunt left me, she left in the evening." "Where have you been?" "She's a tour guide. She's taken the group abroad. It's going to take a few days to come back." She said. "Do you have a key to your home?" "Yes." Zhong Qing checks the old white bag, finds the key and pats it. I don't know if it's the reason why he was forced to drink a glass of wine by Wang zishang. Zhong Qing's cheek is red all the time. She also said with a smile: "too much wine, feel a little dizzy, borrow your shoulder?" "Well." Chen Chuan felt that she leaned over and spread out in front of him, with a faint smell of shampoo. The taxi stops and goes. Looking at the flashing neon lights outside, Chen Chuan feels a little dizzy. He drank some wine in mokk at night, but he didn't use the zhenxingjiu pill to get rid of it. He feels slightly drunk. With the wind blowing from the Huangpu River, Chen Chuan thinks of two old people in the magic capital, President Teng and song Suzhi. One is the guild president in the game. He got to know each other because he was trapped in the car during a trip to the mountains. The other one I met when I bought McLaren P1. I took her to the disco twice because I was in a good mood and gave her a Tesla. It was a little girl who liked to wear sunglasses and a fan when she was dancing. If she was once slapped by President Teng, who was guarding outside, she should be very fond of dancing. Because of this, Chen Chuan and President Teng had a quarrel in the game. They had been fighting for more than half a month. And in reality, I've never been in touch again. "What are you thinking?" Asked Zhong Qing. "Two friends." "Is it complicated?" Zhong Qing asked again. Chen Chuan smiles. Complexity is not complicated, but it's just for him. As for those two, he didn't know if they were complicated. During this time, he also received a long message from Song Suzhi. To sum up, he just asked him when he would come back to Shanghai? Taxi to show along the road, Zhong Qing aunt home community, it is near midnight. In the night sky, there was a thunder in winter, and rain had already fallen on the roof of the car, making a sound of crackling. They got out of the car and ran into the community with their heads down. However, Zhong Qing was not fast because she was wearing high-heeled shoes, and her body was drenched. It was raining cats and dogs when I ran downstairs. Standing downstairs to take shelter from the rain, Chen Chuan remembers Qin Xiang's hiding from the rain at the bottom of Tianyue No.1 building before he went abroad. "Why did I come running with you I don't have to get off the bus... " Chen Chuan suddenly realized this and said. Zhong Qing said with a smile, "yes, why do you come down to my house?" "Then go upstairs, and I'll take a taxi." Chen Chuan said, bending to go out. "Ah..." Zhong Qing gently pulled his sleeve and said, "now it's raining so hard. Don't catch a cold. Or come up and wait for a while, and wait for the rain to drop." "Is it convenient?" Chen Chuan asked. Zhong Qing nodded. Floor is the kind of husband's room without elevator. It's on the fifth floor. Chen Chuan followed her upstairs and watched her take out the key to open the door. This building looks old, but the decoration in the house is really exquisite, petty bourgeoisie, and even a little luxurious. "Classic Jane style, your aunt has such a style." Chen Chuan looked at the small room and said. "One young woman in literature and art. She's 35 years old and still unmarried." Zhong Qing said. Chen Chuan smiles, more fierce than President Teng. These petty bourgeois women in Shanghai stock market are really incomprehensible. "There are hand brewed coffee, instant coffee and tea. How about boiling ginger syrup?" Zhong Qing took off her high-heeled shoes, put on her slippers, and took out a pair of disposable slippers and bent down to put them under Chen Chuan's feet. Chen Chuan put on, said: "white water on the line, if you are afraid of a cold, their own burning ginger water." "I'm fine. I'm in good health. I can't catch a cold every few years." Chung Ching said. Due to the lack of heating in Shanghai stock market and the cold winter, Zhong Qing turned on the air conditioner and said, "I'll rush for a while. You can sit by yourself." Then, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Chen Chuan feels that the taste is not right. Is it because he is so thoughtful? What is this girl doing He sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of the bath, hesitating whether to go or not?The shower was finished before long. When she came out, she said, "no, there is no bathrobe for you." Chen Chuan stands up and looks at Zhong Qing, who is wiping her hair in her white bathrobe. She has completely removed her make-up, but her face is clear and beautiful, her skin is tender and white, her wavy hair is long, her eyelashes are long, her eyes are big, her cherry is small, her mouth is sharp, her chin is clean and natural, and her 21-year-old youth is full. She is tall, with a bare foot of 173 cm, and a pair of slender white legs looming under the bathrobe. "I don't wash, I don't have to change clothes," Chen said "It's hard to get wet by the rain and not wash it off." She said. "It's OK. I'll leave in a moment." "Oh." She wiped her hair and poured out two cups of white water. Two people holding a glass of water, sitting on the sofa drinking water. The atmosphere was suddenly quiet. "Can you sing? Sing a song? " Chen Chuan said casually. Zhong Qing's face suddenly turned red and said, "sing, sing? What kind of singing? I didn't sing "No?" Chen Chuan is surprised that some people have never sung a song. "You mean singing normally?" Zhong Qing suddenly said. "Well What else... " Chen Chuan sat next to her and glanced at her casually. He saw under the bent bathrobe when he was sitting. Chen Chuan lowered his head and took a drink. "Well, anyway, it's boring. Why don't you play the king's glory?" Zhong Qing suddenly proposed. "Well, I'm Zhao Yun. He's very good at fighting wild. He can brush wild for two hours." Chen Chuandao. "Ah, then you have to take me. I've just heard that I haven't played a game. I don't even have a number." Chung Ching said. "So new? OK, I'll be patient. I'll teach you hand in hand. You can choose the middle output or the next auxiliary according to your own situation. " Chen Chuandao. Outside in the sound of winter thunder, two people teach one and learn the other, stumbling to play the game. Chen Chuan, after all, is an old Zhao Yun. A silver gun flies up and down, and the voice of supernatural is heard all the time. Taking advantage of another supernatural gap, Chen Chuan calls Lu Feilu and asks her to take a new suit from the suitcase of the hotel and tell her the address here. Lu Feilu happily agreed. She sleeps in a hotel suite with Xun Xue and Xiao Ying. The two asked, "what's the matter? Where are you going at two o'clock in the middle of the night?" "Send clothes to Mr. Chen." "Well? Where is he? " They were puzzled. "Playing games outside should be, I have heard the super God's movement." Lu Feilu envies. "Together, it's so late." "It doesn't matter. I can fight 20 each. I'm afraid of nothing." With a bag on her back, Lu Feilu went to Chen Chuan's room and took a suit of clothes and a Philippine cane with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of 60 centimeters. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
