Perfect peach luck

Chapter 062

There is no doubt that the girl hiding in the trunk of this Land Rover, that is, the person who just made a strange sound and was identified by Zhang Chao as a female ghost is Lin Xinrui!

The reason why Lin Xinrui hid in the trunk of Lin Sen's car was because her sister Lin Jiaru didn't let her participate in this matter.

But in Lin Xinrui's opinion, can she not participate!

The opponent is Shen Fan!

She overheard her sister Lin Jiaru and Lin Sen talking about Shen Fan's accident, so she clamored to kill one and the other, and she must have been kicked aside by Lin Jiaru in the end.

A 16-year-old girl, a very special age.

Lin Xinrui is in a period when it is easy to develop admiration for the opposite sex, but her arrogance and princess nature make her look very high, so ordinary boys can't fall into her eyes at all. For the overwhelming suitors in the school, Her rebellious psychology is driving her to not even look at it.

But when Lin Xinrui faced Shen Fan, she had a different feeling, another kind of affection, but she denied that she liked Shen Fan, or sometimes secretly thought about it, asking herself if she liked that brat, but she Can't find an answer.

16-year-old girls, with the further development of sexual awareness, enter the opposite-sex approaching period from the alienation period between the opposite sex, begin to feel attracted by the opposite sex, and have an emotional need to be close to the opposite sex.

Lin Xinrui likes those who are unique, unrestrained, have a sense of humor, and have brains and abilities. There is no doubt that Shen Fan is very suitable for her.

Such a big thing happened to Shen Fan, can she not be worried?

"My second miss, how can you stay here! Come out quickly!" After Lin Sen opened the trunk and looked at Lin Xinrui who was curled up inside, his eyes turned red instantly. From Lin Sen's point of view, what is wrong with this delicate young lady? Can suffer such grievances!

"I don't hide here, my sister can let me come!" Lin Xinrui stuck out her tongue, then jumped out of the trunk with Lin Sen's support, stretched her limbs, and was invited by Lin Sen to the co-pilot's seat Location.

Regardless of whether the eldest lady Lin Jiaru agrees with Lin Xinrui's participation in this matter, it is irrelevant to the current situation. The most important thing at present is to protect the safety of the second lady.

"Are you Shen Fan's brothers?" Lin Xinrui, who sat in the co-pilot seat, turned to look at Han Dongsheng and Zhang Chao who were sitting in the back.

"You're that female ghost? You're so beautiful!" Zhang Chao stared at Lin Xinrui dumbfounded, as if he couldn't react to the impact of Lin Xinrui's pretty appearance, or he didn't hear Lin Xinrui's question at all.

Lin Xinrui frowned in front of Zhang Chao, who looked like a pig brother. He hated this expression the most, but because of the special situation now, she suppressed her anger and took a deep breath to adjust. Mood said: "I'm asking you, are you Shen Fan's brother!"

"Yes." Han Dongsheng responded hastily.

"What the hell happened?" Lin Xinrui turned her gaze to Han Dongsheng who was beside Zhang Chao. This man seemed quite comfortable and good-looking.

"It's hard to say, let's talk about it after reaching the goal..."

"No! Say it now! Or I'll kick you off the car!" Lin Xinrui threatened savagely.

Facing this barbaric order, Han Dongsheng smiled lightly, and described what happened after he came out of the hospital...

In the unfathomable heights of the sky, night, before his enchanted eyes, presents great spectacle.

Darkness continued to stretch its inky velvet, covering the horizon, and countless stars were shining, phosphorescent, weaving beautiful patterns, and below, in the indistinguishable place where the earth and the sky meet, in the The lights of the city are scattered in the darkness...

There are many classical courtyard houses that can be seen everywhere in Yanjing, but it is indeed rare that they are broken to this extent.

On all sides of Tubi, the glazed tiles on the eaves are so broken that the wind can see through. There is only one bed inside, not even a chair, let alone other household appliances. The ground is full of potholes, and none of them is complete.

The brand-new quilt on the bed did not add any color to the room, on the contrary, it looked even more desolate, revealing a vicissitudes of life.

There was a man lying on the bed, his face was pale, his hair was down, his eyes were tightly closed, bloodless, and he kept frowning slightly, obviously in some pain.

Blood was still bubbling on his right shoulder, revealing his strong chest muscles. His whole body was glowing with majestic heat, and a ball of pink light scattered in all directions. The momentum was astonishing, but it was extremely soft, constantly changing alternately in the air.

The woman was wearing a coarse white dress, which could not cover her graceful and plump body, revealing patches of white skin like jade. She walked out the door and just stood there. Been here, overgrown with weeds, unable to recreate the former glory here.

Sporadic light rain still falls in the sky from time to time, and the water droplets flow through the eaves, "slapping, patting" downwards.

The woman smiled, moved her steps, picked a lotus leaf in the small pond in the middle of the courtyard, rolled it up, washed it with rainwater for a while, and then returned to the eaves, squatted on the ground to catch the rainwater, with a smell on her face soft smile.

Then carefully holding the cool rainwater, gently pushed the door in, put it into a large clean bowl, sat cross-legged on the cold ground, quietly stared at the man who was still awake on the bed, and did not say a word after all .

"Huh!" There was a slight long cry, and the woman was as gentle as ever, she stood up slowly, shook her head, stared fixedly, and did not speak.

Sure enough, the man fell into a semi-comatose state again, waking up from time to time, more and more frequently.

Halfway through, the woman folded her body and held the bowl. She was very careful, and her movements were graceful, gentle, and slow. Occasionally, when there was water seeping out, she would gently brush the corners of her mouth, looking at the unconscious woman. The man swallowed the rain little by little, smiling like a flower.

I went back and forth several times, and when the whole bowl of snow water was consumed, it was already an hour later.

Then, holding the lotus leaf, she squatted under the eaves outside the room in the same posture as before, and followed the drips of water, appearing extra careful, while the man in the room, whose face was originally dull, finally became much rosier.

The woman stroked every inch of his face, like stroking a drop of tear, she seemed so distressed, and said a few words with difficulty: "They all have to die!"

This kind of day has been repeated for a day and a night, and also in the early morning of the second day, the light rain that had been falling for a long time stopped without warning.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone in from the glazed tiles and reflected straight to the man's eyes.

The eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then opened slowly. The first time it was dazzling, and the second time it was blurred. After several consecutive attempts, I finally opened my eyes slowly. The first reaction was to look at the unfamiliar environment. At the same time, he shook his aching head, rubbed his temples, and the first thing that came into view was a head lying on the edge of the bed, with a lingering sadness between his brows, which made the man frown at first, Immediately, the corner of his mouth curled into an elegant smile, he stroked that delicate long hair, and let out a long breath.

"Huh?!" The woman snorted softly, and opened her eyes dimly. When she saw the familiar face staring at her with a warm smile, it was difficult to suppress the excitement in her heart. Feeling excited, he threw himself into the arms of the man, stuck out his tongue, and sobbed happily, looking extremely excited, and his flushed face was full of comforting aura.

The man made a silent movement, patted her on the back lightly, combed her slender hair with his slender fingers, and said softly with a warm smile: "Senior sister, how can I live without you!"

"Stupid, of course you can't live without me, I'm already your woman!" The woman nodded sweetly, then said.

"I know that in this world, only you are my family. We will not abandon anyone, will we?" This person is none other than Shen Fan who fell from the top floor when he was kicked by Chi Ki. And the one who took care of him was the senior sister Long Meng who had just been promoted to be his woman not long ago.

How many people will be shocked by the familiar weird evil smile at the corner of his mouth?

Long Meng nodded, and looked at this guy that he had grown up with since he was a child. From boy to man, she was a witness to every footprint. Only she knew how much sacrifice a man needs to make to truly grow up. .

The corners of her eyes were a little wet and soft, but she looked at Shen Fan eagerly thinking about it, stretched out her hand, Shen Fan's height may not be too much obstacle for her, despite Shen Fan's obstruction, she still carried it on her back, and went outside the room. Put it down, and gently close the door of the room.

The two sat side by side on the steps, and Shen Fan just watched quietly, rubbing her long hair and said, "I know you are worried about me. But, if you want to become stronger, you can only be successful if you experience more life and death." Breakthrough. Although this time is a bit risky, but, I think you should find out something? It should be called a blessing in disguise, see if I am not only not dead, but also alive and well? Although I have not tried , but I can feel that I have finally broken through the first bottleneck in "Shen Ji Jue", which can be regarded as completely opening the door to martial arts. As long as I practice hard, I believe I will be even more powerful in the future. Yun, but I will step on them one by one to show you, step on their heads, stand tallest, so that you will never worry about me, okay?"

Long Meng nodded, probably because Shen Fan had just passed the life-and-death barrier. Today, Long Meng seemed unusually silent, not talking as much as usual. Shen Fan, who was familiar with her, knew that the senior sister was angry, really angry. .

The anger of Long Meng, the master sister of Shenjiying, needs blood to calm down. She also has an alias in the world: Blood Witch!