A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

Chapter five hundred and ninety five

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Jiang Zilin frowned and looked over.

I saw the man's careless gaze sweeping the eyes of the little nurse, his eyes half closed, his throat moved, and he asked, "How old is it?"

The little nurse's face became even hotter, her eyes turned darkly, and her fingers tightened: "Twenty."

The man did not move his long legs, closed his eyes, and said, "Go."

The nurse/skiller ran away, and in front of the door, he turned his head and glanced at the silhouette of the handsome man.

Jiang Zilin turned to look at Ah Ling, the woman closed her eyes peacefully, she was so tired that she fell asleep, and heard nothing.

There was a rush in her heart. What was this called and what was the problem with the eldest brother?

After a while, the man on the sofa got up, his figure was especially tall, he walked with his back slightly arched, holding his coat in one hand, and confessed: "Zilin, I'm not here at night, Awei will come and you will go."

"Where the hell are you going! A Ling was made like this by you..." Jiang Zilin exploded.

The door closed sounded.

Jiang Zilin threw a cup on the door.

A Ling said softly: "Zilin... don't do this."

"Asshole!" Jiang Zilin is sometimes pissed off by her elder brother!This is an unreasonable bastard.

"A Ling, don't think about it," she said incoherently, "Big Brother, I guess something important is going on at night. What kind of thing is the nurse/skiller? I'll go out and destroy it later!"

Aling didn’t know when she quietly opened her eyes. It was very quiet. She grabbed Jiang Zilin, held her breath, and said in a low voice, “I’m used to it. It’s not the first time that he is looking for another girl in front of me. I think now. I thought, at the time, he saw me and he had to get his hands. Isn’t it because I was as clear and tender as the nurse/skiller just now. As everyone knows, he likes this. I am almost twenty-six. Now people are neither ghosts nor ghosts. This poorly-physical picture is difficult to give him once."

Trance, can't smile.

"No," Jiang Zilin said full of her stomach, she couldn't argue at this moment. Hearing this female voice that was about to wither, her heart was sore and she couldn't say anything else.

Big brother, bastard, idiot with negative emotional intelligence, let her die!

...

At night, Ah Wei brought two guards.

A Ling urged her to go out to find something to eat, and Jiang Zilin wanted to go out to breathe out depressed.

Outside the hospital is a road, four Qu and eight streets, brightly lit, and it is also a prosperous area.

Jiang Zilin turned on the phone map, and after looking at it for a while, she found it unnecessary. There were many restaurants around.

There are students from far and near in groups, and there should be many authentic dishes.

After crossing the road, there is an alley.

Jiang Zilin walked to the alley and took a look. Good guy, the night market was crowded and bustling with traffic jams in the middle, eating, drinking, men and women, and bustling.

The nose is scented, and the late autumn mist that faints under the lights makes the long alleys like the snack street outside the martial arts hall when I was very young.

After practicing every day, my nose and face were swollen, and I begged my brother to buy a bowl of rice cakes. The brothers and sisters were squeezed into greasy dregs in the crowd in torn gowns, and a few coins in their pockets were sometimes stolen. It was a fight.

She was five years old and her brother was fourteen. The boy was beaten and couldn't get up. She also protected her younger sister.

Jiang Zilin blinked, her eye circles also seemed to have that misty fog, her index finger wiped the pretty bridge of her nose, her footsteps were light, and Ling Bo walked into the crowd with ease.

Spicy flavor.

She frowned and stopped in front of a crowded stall. She hadn't eaten side-by-side goods for many years. She was very excited, "Boss, what is this?"

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"Baa?" She couldn't understand, nor could she understand what the string was, it was flicking, and the spice was so pleasing to the eye, "Come...four!"

"Five roots and ten yuan."

"Oh, five!" The slender fingers stretched out, waiting for the boss to pass it over with a smile.

"Okay, girl yours!"

After taking it, the bamboo sticks were all hot. Jiang Zilin watched the movements of the child next to her, sticking out her tongue, raising the string, licking her face up... Strange, why is this way of eating?

At the alley, a black Land Rover stopped.

The driver came down and turned around to make sure, "Lafayette, is it Xu Ji's bowl cake, right?"

The old lady in the car squinted and fell asleep. The man in the back seat lowered the window. Her resolute facial features were calm and deep in the dim light, and she lowered her voice: "Yes, go and get back."

"Okay, master."

The man’s slender fingers stretched out of the car, and a cigarette between his rough fingers was burning. Taking into account that grandma was asleep, Jian Zhang Ke pours out the window a bit when he breathes out the smoke ring. The smoke inadvertently sweeps his eyes, his dark eyes are certain. I saw my enemy.

The so-called, the enemy looks up but sees it, but it is true.

At the night of City A at the end of October, the sky was just getting dark. At this time, the neon and twilight sky reflected each other, and the shadows of the lights were foggy and steaming.

Jian Zhangke hasn't seen City A for a long time.

After having lunch at home, his grandmother urged him to nudge him, and used a bitter trick, dizzy and low back pain, and asked him to accompany him to the hospital to review his body.

When he arrived at the hospital, he was convinced that it was mostly a blind date again in disguise, and the girl came.

No, the young nurse in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Health Care is 28 years old, looks good, and has a wonderful body...

Grandma said a lot, and he glanced at it for a while, really couldn't remember what it looked like.

Grandma scolded him, not caring.

Is not caring.

The old man murmured dissatisfiedly, as the night fell, Jian Zhang Ke came out with the medicine, which was so coaxing.

Lafayette stared, pouting his toothless mouth, and pointed to the alley opposite the hospital.

Jian Zhangke remembered that there was a college nearby, and the snack street that accompanied it was quite famous.

Turn the car upside down and buy what the elderly love to eat.

His fingers were half loose, the cigarette butt fell on the floor, but the head protruding out of the car window did not go back. With the touch of a long finger, the car window was lowered by two centimeters.

The tall figure pole is like a pole, but it is a rugged pole. When standing with one foot, the slender woman's legs that bend randomly are as beautiful as a female model magazine.

She changed her clothes and said that she was fat in white. Ke had heard of it. The legs on her body are still two thin rods, but they are shapely and graceful. The calves are long and thin, which is indeed eye-catching, and the width is narrow and sloppy. The pretty girl was exposed, her shoulder-length and waist-length hair was concealed by the lamp fog, her chin was raised, and she was eating.

Gluten?

Chapter Ke frowned.

A murderous female devil who learns from other children and students on the street, eats gluten?

Why do you want to hold something over your head, while a tall man is still eating with his head up?That's silly...

I took a bite into my mouth, chewed on my cheeks, and twisted my thin eyebrows twice, and then—

Jian Zhangke saw the woman covering her mouth, her honey-colored little face blushed, and she turned around to scurry around in the crowd, accompanied by stomping, the three-dimensional and delicate facial features twisted murderously.

With four bunches of gluten in his hand, he lowered his head and gave an angry look, and threw it away!

Looking around anxiously, sticking out his tongue, flapping his hands in the wind, his small face was dark, no doubt irritable.