Chapter 158 (1/2)
Miss wenjiaer, wenshuling, a lady's suit, slender waist, long legs, red lips, long hair, meticulous, reserved temperament, unspeakable Charm: ”I'm sorry, Miss Mo, the servants at home don't understand the rules.”
Mo Bing with his handbag in front of his chest, some embarrassed, but not disrespectful: ”it doesn't matter.”
”The clothes are dirty.” Wenshuning smiled softly, his eyes bent, and his usual ferocity faded a little. ”If you don't like it, you can change it with me.”
Don't hesitate. Don't worry about Jiang Jiusheng going to the flower house alone.
Jiang Jiusheng looks very peaceful: ”you go to change clothes first.”
Mo Bing nodded, ”I'll see you later.” After talking with Jiang Jiusheng, he turned to wenshuning and said politely, ”that's the trouble, Mr. Wenzong.”
”No trouble.”
Jiang Jiusheng waved and walked towards the flower house.
Mo Bing looks at it for several times, and then goes into the villa with wenshuning. He goes upstairs and enters a room. The decoration is simple, simple and modern. The color of cold gray. If there are not many bottles and cans on the dresser, it really can't be seen that the owner of the bedroom is a woman. Presumably, it's wenshuning's room.
Inside the room, there is a compartment for the cloakroom. The wenshuning opens the window of the glass and looks back at Mo Bing: ”we are similar in stature, you should be able to wear them.” There are several new dresses in the cupboard. They have all kinds of colors. The style is more professional. She asked Mo Bing, ”do you agree?”
Mo Bing took one at will.
Wenshuning smiled, like a fake tone: ”it seems that our eyes are very similar, and I like this one.”
I don't like it.
Mo Bing just pure like that kind of sharp and low-key color, no more explanation: ”then change this one.”
Wenshuning smiled: ”it doesn't matter. It's just a skirt.”
Mo Bing directly hung the silver grey dress back and took another dress that was not very impressive: ”a gentleman is not good for others.”
Wenshuning didn't say anything, just looked at the dress. There were some wrinkles on the skirt and said, ”you sit in the room for a while, and I'll have the dress ironed.”
Don't say thank you.
Wenshuning takes her skirt out of the room. Mo Bing is bored. She looks at the furnishings of the room at will. Then, her eyes are fixed on the dresser.
Less than ten minutes later, wenshuning came back. Without knocking, she pushed the door in directly. Mo Bing was standing in front of the dressing mirror, thinking.
”I've kept you waiting.” Wenshuning hands over the ironed skirt.
Mo Bing takes back his thoughts, takes over the dress, thanks and hesitates for a while: ”that pair of cufflinks,”
want to say, and then stop.
Wenshuning took a look at the cufflinks on the dressing table: ”what's the matter?”
Mo Bing has no ups and downs in his eyes: ”can you tell me where to buy it?”
Wenshuning's natural and ordinary tone: ”that's my boyfriend's stuff, I'm not sure, it should be customized.” When talking about her boyfriend, she looked gentle. ”If you want to customize it, I can ask for you.”
Mo Bing politely declined: ”no, thank you.”
No more gossiping, Mo Bing turned to the cloakroom and put on a clean black dress, which was very fit and made to measure. Then she left with Wen shuning. When she passed the corridor, she heard the sound of collision, which came from a room.
Mo bingdun, looking at the direction of the sound source, is a closed door: ”there seems to be a noise inside.”
Wenshuning didn't care much: ”Oh, it's my nephew.”
”Jiang Jinyu?”
”Yes.”
This is Jiang Jinyu. What about the flower house? Wen Shihao clearly said that Jiang Jinyu was waiting for Jiang Jiusheng in the flower house
Mo Bing looks suddenly changed.
At this time, a sudden bang was the sound of the glass breaking.
Wen shuning responded for a short time and immediately shouted, ”good poem, open the door quickly!”
Wenjia's flower house is on the lawn behind the villa. Around the lawn, it has done a very beautiful gardening. Many small and delicate flower beds are placed. Street lamps are installed on the ground. The sun has set. Orange lights are green and green, with red and yellow flowers.
After walking along the cobblestone path for a while, the servant who led the way stopped and pointed to the front: ”Miss Jiang, go straight along this road. On the left side of the cedar tree is the flower house.”
Jiang Jiusheng stood on tiptoe and could see the shadow of snow pine.
”Thank you.”
”You're welcome.”
In the back road, Jiang Jiusheng walked alone, about a hundred meters away, and she saw the cedar tree. The place where she stood, like the middle of the lawn, was very open. Looking around, it was a green and green color. The lawn was very broad and far-reaching.
She suddenly stopped and looked around, strange but familiar. Her mind seemed to be bumping into something. The pictures were like old movies that had been replayed many times and made a comeback.
In the eyes, there is an image suddenly colliding in. It's a girl and a little boy.”Are you my sister?” The boy was standing on the lawn with a kite in his hand and a graffiti pattern. He looked up. His hair was black, soft and soft. He was a very beautiful child.
He looked at the girl not far away: ”my father said, I have a sister, her name is Jiang Jiusheng.” The boy timidly walked over, his eyes like stars, shining, ”are you Jiang Jiusheng?”
The girl squatted down, as tall as the boy, smiling, her eyes bent, like half of the flowers blooming. She nodded and said, ”well, I am.”
The little boy was very happy to hear that. He held the kite he loved in his hand to the girl. He grinned. He lacked a baby tooth on the left. He smiled sweetly: ”elder sister, I am a little goldfish. This is my kite. It's for you.”
She picked up his kite.
Behind her was a man's voice, shouting at her.
”Sheng Sheng.”
”Sheng Sheng.”
Looking back, the girl saw the man smiling at her and waving to her: ”Sheng Sheng, come to Dad.”
She called for her father and ran to the man.
The man was tall and strong, with wide shoulders. He bent down, took all the money out of the black wallet, put it into her hand, and said to buy her sugar.
The girl's eyes are red: ”you don't want to give me money, I'm enough.”
”What can your mother do with that salary?” He touched his pocket again, took out a handful of loose money and put it into her. He smiled and said, ”Sheng Sheng, if you don't have any pocket money, come to Dad.”
She's got wet eyes. Say yes.
The man smiles to her, the corner of the eye has furrow, but smiles very lovingly, his palm is very big, grasps her hand, the thick cocoon son whets a bit painful.
The picture is fixed. The girl on the lawn is suddenly pulled away. The man is shouting at her and the boy is crying.
Jiang Jiusheng was almost unsteady and stumbled into the cedar tree. The picture in his head was smashing violently. The scattered pieces were repeated over and over again.
The girl in the picture is young herself. Those ready to move fragments are memories deeply buried in her consciousness.
It's not that Wen Shihao did it deliberately, but she still came to see herself eight years ago.
She stood for a long time, let the cold wind blow away impetuous and restless, after the thoughts slowly quiet, she turned around, walked towards the flower house surrounded by the green vines, step by step.
In the flower house, on the ground, a man and a woman were folded together, clothes and shoes were lost, and men were on the ground. It was supposed to be a scene of blood boiling. Suddenly -
”shit!”
The man is still pressing the woman, half of his pants are off, the tie is crooked, one hand is on the woman's chest, the other hand is holding the mobile phone, poking at the screen.
Shit, the cell phone is the same as poisoning. It can't be turned off. The man smashed it directly and roared, ”don't let me know who you are?”
Under the body, the woman's eyes are still watery: ”what's the matter? Four less. ”
There is a hobby in Qin family. I like Cough cough cough, field battle, unfortunately, this time off fire.
Qin Xiao didn't say anything on Tuesday. He raised his pants and ran out.
”Four little! Four little girls - ”
the woman is naked in the chest and dew in the breast, lying on the ground calling, Qin Xiaozhou just didn't hear it. The feet are smeared with oil and running fast, the belt isn't fastened properly, and there are lipstick marks on her face. Once out of the flower house, he shouted:” Jiang Jiusheng! ”
At the gate of the flower house, Jiang Jiusheng was stunned.
Before she could speak, Qin Xiao held his pants in one hand and grabbed her in the other. Without saying anything, he dragged out.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't even think about it. He grabbed Qin Xiaozhou's wrist and pulled it hard.
”Ah, you are loose --”
Qin Xiaozhou's words are not complete yet. Jiang Jiusheng lowers his weight, turns around, holds his right arm, steps forward with his left foot, leans forward, falls over his shoulder, and directly puts the man down.
She is very beautiful in action. She is very good at free combat and capture.
Qin Xiaozhou: ”...” He also learned to capture, but at that moment, he suspected that he had learned a fake.
After five seconds of silence, the wailing sound ”arrived as scheduled”: ”ah, ah Waist, broken waist! ”
Jiang Jiusheng turns around unhurriedly, moves his wrists and bones, and looks at Qin Xiaozhou, who is wearing a ragged blouse: ”why do you pull me out?”
Qin Xiaozhou grinned with pain, grabbed his pants and shouted angrily, ”I haven't worn all my pants, why do you think I pull you?! Don't you want to watch me do sports? ”
What a rude remark.
Jiang Jiusheng did not ask again. Looking back, he looked into the flower house.
Qin Xiaozhou urged viciously, ”take me to the hospital, I've broken my back!”
Jiang Jiusheng turned his head back and said softly, ”you are covering the kidney.”
Qin Xiaozhou, who was covering his kidney and had broken his waist, said: ”it's like
Grandma, the devil knows where the kidney is.
He got up, buckled his trousers, and then walked over to block in front of Jiang Jiusheng and said firmly, ”you can't go in.””Why can't I go in?” Jiang Jiusheng asked in his spare time
Qin Xiaozhou's eyes fluttered around, but he didn't look at Jiang Jiusheng's eyes. He had a well-organized hair style. There were some grass on his head. The lipstick on his face was flowery. He was in a mess. He looked like a boy and a girl, but he was pretty and upright. But his eyes were yellow, and he wanted to go over his head.
He couldn't help but say, ”my partner is still dressing in there.”