Chapter 342 (1/2)

Sister

These two words, from Wen Cheng's mouth, seem to be meaningful.

Inkstone when the seven lips micro movement, but did not make a sound.

Wen Cheng has just talked about her sisters by age, but there is no unnecessary circumstantial evidence.

Roughly is to see the inkstone when seven suspicious, Wen orange leaned over the cold Yi pool in front of the cigarette box, pulled out a, into the lips.

She is very adept at lighting cigarettes. She is an old hand at first sight. If you look carefully, you will find that the index finger and middle finger of her right hand used to hold cigarettes have a light burnt yellow.

Leng Yi Chi looked at Wen Cheng's action for a moment, until she sucked smoke rolling into her lungs, then frowned: ”when did you learn to smoke?”

Wen orange's eyes passed him and looked down at the man's cigarette with strong flavor in his hand. His eyes were very calm: ”on the day when he didn't die.”

Not dead

She said it very quietly, and did not feel that her tone would be chilling.

Only those who have experienced life and death can have such a supercilious attitude.

Yan Shiqi's eyes were always glued to him, and she couldn't move them. She thought about it and asked tentatively: ”can you... Tell me more about it? What's the matter? ”

At this moment, Wen orange is like a treasure to be discovered in their eyes.

Too many stories are engraved on her indifferent eyebrows.

People want to explore and seek knowledge.

Wencheng smokes and puffs fog in the air. The smoke is around her, which makes her look very unreal.

The living room was so quiet that they were all staring at her.

After half pay, she said, ”do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, I'll tell you! ”

Inkstone when seven eyes color seriously nodded, ”think.”