Yi Yang Qianxi the other shore fleeting song Weiyang

Chapter 70 Accompany you to cry The person you love
{When you become mature and sensible in the future, you will know that it is very hurtful to leave your loved one aside on purpose and let her think wildly by herself}
After Jiang Han and Wang Yuan left, I continued to be in a daze. I wanted to take a good rest, but I tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep.
It's like it's wrong to lie down when you have insomnia at night

I simply sat up and continued to take out the old stack of tickets

Well, eleven. Eleven?
I suddenly thought of something and quickly got up to look for the phone, but bumped into Jiang Han who had just entered
"Oh, auntie. Did I have a fight with you today? What are you looking for in such a hurry?" Jiang Han straightened his dripping hair

"Hey, have you washed your hair? Wang Yuan is fast enough. Come here, I'll wipe it off for you"

Jiang Han glanced at me and pouted, but followed me honestly to the window and sat down
"Nan Xun, haven't you said anything about you yet? I think your old lady asked you out in such a hurry, right?" Jiang Han stopped me from wiping her hair and looked at her with a gossipy face. with me

I looked at Jiang Han speechlessly, and before she could explain, she jumped up and was about to leave with a handkerchief to wipe her hair.
I looked at her curiously, "No, what are you planning to do, you?"

"I'm going to ask Wang Yuan to blow my hair, okay, leave me alone, go to Qianxi quickly, don't make people wait" I was stopped when I was about to leave

"Farewell, just blow it in my room, I'll blow it for you" I said, I took Jiang Han to the window again and forced her to sit on the sofa
"You, you, you, are you not afraid of Qianxi waiting? That's right, Qianxi has kept you waiting for so many years, but you are only a few minutes late. I support you in this matter." Jiang Han gave me a big thumbs up thumb

If I used to go to see Yi Yang Qianxi, then I must have been running
now i don't know

I smiled and glared at Jiang Han. Although she didn't see me, she still said angrily, "Jiang Han, you have such a rich imagination. Why didn't I know it before? The old man never asked me out."

Hearing what I said, Jiang Han turned his head and glanced at me curiously, but I stared back abruptly, "How can you have such a rich imagination? I just thought of something and I need to use my phone. Just go get your phone"

Jiang Han grinned stiffly, not to be outdone, and continued to play tricks, "What are you doing with your mobile phone? Say, who are you calling?"

I smiled, messed up her chicken coop hair and said with a smile, "Jiang Han, tell me the truth, what is the note you gave to your Wang Yuan?"

"Well, Xiao Yuanzai. Isn't it cute?"

I nodded without making a sound, and continued to help Jiang Han blow his hair
Jiang Han continued curiously, "What? I don't know what note to give your cheater? In fact, I think cheater is pretty good. Don't you call him that?"

"Well, it's pretty good. I'm thinking about changing it for him."

Jiang Han snatched the hair dryer from my hand and looked at me gossipingly, "Why, what note did you give Qianxi?"

I smiled and snatched the hair dryer from her hand to continue blowing her hair

She glared at me and said angrily, "Don't brag, don't brag, tell me what note you wrote earlier?"

I smiled and responded, "Why don't you blow it up? Wang Yuan should feel distressed when he has a cold. You are still not well."

Jiang Han glared at me a little impatiently, and then continued with great interest, "Don't keep interrupting, just talk."

I smiled and took the hair dryer from her hand and put it in the drawer, then said unhurriedly, "Eleven."

"Eleventh?" Jiang Han repeated with some incomprehension

I smiled, and I guessed that she would be curious and then said, "Because the lover is worse...the family is worse...the friend is worse...the lover is worse, so eleven is a pity."

I smiled and continued to say disapprovingly, "Actually, I want to give him a note of twelve."

"Lovers are twelve strokes, family members are twelve strokes, friends are twelve strokes, lovers are twelve strokes, so twelve is unforgettable."

Jiang Han patted me on the back as comfort, "Then twelve, how good is twelve"

I smiled but sighed and said, "Not good, not good at all."

"Did you know? There are twelve strokes for wicked people, twelve strokes for tears, twelve strokes for forgetting, twelve strokes for letting go"

Hearing what I said, Jiang Han didn't know what to say for a while, he just scratched his hair and looked down at me, just as he was about to say something, Wang Yuan came in

"Hey, Miss Jiang is done blowing her head? Then go down and cook with me, I called Xiaokai and Qianqian to have dinner"

Jiang Han got up and cast a glance at Wang Yuan, then looked at me worriedly
I smiled and signaled that I was fine and waved to her. When she walked through the door, I said, "I heard Thirteen is a preference."

Jiang Han then turned his head and smiled at me reassuringly, "Thirteen is good, Thirteen is good. I think it's Thirteen."

Wang Yuan on the side looked at Jiang Han curiously and said, "What? What is Thirteen?"

Jiang Han didn't pay much attention to Wang Yuan, but muttered angrily, "It's just that you have a lot of things in one day, and you're turning against customers. Why didn't you inform me in advance?"

The voices of the two of them gradually became smaller and smaller, and I quietly thought about what I just said to Jiang Han
Talking to himself, "Is Thirteen really good?"

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　　Hahaha, I already found an excuse for my laziness
　　
　
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