Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Where are you taking me?" it's a very fresh experience to ride in a woman's car. Jingjing's car is not the kind of car that women drive in a general sense, or a convertible sports car. In the parking lot, when I saw Jingjing's off-road vehicle, my clear eyes had widened. It was very novel. It takes a lot of effort to step on the car and sit in it. I can obviously feel the difference. "I modified this car myself, but you can rest assured that it has passed the safety standard audit and there will be no problem."

At that time, Jing Jing said naturally.

"I don't like the feeling of curling up. Even in the driveway, I don't want anyone to look down on me." Jing Jing said and passed a bus. "If there is a model in the market that can drive by myself and is as high as the bus, I will buy it." when Feng ChuChu heard this sentence, he had no doubt about the feasibility. The more I look at Jing Jing, the more I feel that she is an unfettered woman, especially for some secular requirements.

A woman like Jing Jing seems to be flying in the desert in the wind. Even in a golden desert, she will be like a blooming flower, highlighting her most gorgeous color. The car has been running along with the coastline. Many beautiful places have been skipped by Jingjing and set off towards the edge of the city. "You don't like my beauty and want to sell me?" Feng ChuChu joked, fiddling with his hair, with unprecedented relaxation on his expression.

"I feel like a pimp who abducts and sells human traffickers in ancient movies. If I were born in ancient times, I would be particularly adapted to this job." Jing Jing didn't deny it, but said with a smile. Feng ChuChu didn't answer. The car seemed to have driven another distance. I don't know whether it was an hour or two. Finally, there was a house with colorful walls. It looks like a fairy tale world, a cabin and Castle hidden in the depths of the woods.

Feng ChuChu poked his head out of the car curiously and vaguely saw that there seemed to be a sign in front with a name on it.

"Be prepared in your heart. Today may be a very tired day for you." Jing Jing said, and completely rolled up her hair. A wide leg pants made her wear something natural and unrestrained. As soon as the car drifted and shook its tail, it heard the door of the villa. It seems that because of the familiar sound of the engine, many children rushed out from inside, surrounded the car and shouted, "sister Jingjing, sister Jingjing!"

This scene, let the wind clear, but also some fear, very much like the feeling of any previous leader.

Jingjing naturally got out of the car, touched the faces of the children around, rubbed their heads, went to the trunk of the car and said, "who has the strength to help me carry things today?" when she heard her ask, a group of children raised their fat hands and tried to follow Jingjing. Although Feng ChuChu was a little frightened, he quickly reacted and got off the bus. The children were also stunned when they saw strange faces. They looked at each other and didn't dare to come forward. "This is my good friend, clear sister."

"Sister ChuChu, sister ChuChu! This is the little flower I made. Do you like it?"

Hearing Jingjing's words was like an order to lift the estrangement for the children. Immediately, a little girl surrounded and raised her small objects to show off. "Well, you two boys, move these heavy things in, and let sister Jingjing and sister ChuChu come!" hearing his name, Feng ChuChu looked back unaccustomed and unnatural. He found that Jing Jing stuffed two light boxes like diapers into the boy's hands and worried about the remaining bags of rice and other heavy things.

"You should be ok?" Jing Jing asked tentatively. Feng ChuChu also pursed his mouth, smiled and nodded.

I don't remember how many times I carried them that afternoon, but I just remember that some children always followed them back and forth again. There were so many things in the trunk of the car, including food, use, books, brushes and so on. When passing by, Feng ChuChu finally saw the words written on the wooden sign at the door, rainbow orphanage.

"These are a group of abandoned children, and some can't afford it, so they are sent here." Jingjing carries a box of mineral water on her shoulder and several fine beads of sweat on her forehead. If she hadn't looked so charming last night, Feng ChuChu felt that he might have known two very different people, "I found here a few years ago, and then started such a life!" Jing Jing said, feeling that there was xiaodouding pulling his clothes behind him and smiling helplessly.

Such things, like poisoning and addiction, can't stop.

"I come here almost every week. If I go out, I will bring things from this period of time in advance." Jing Jing said, resting against the door, wiping the sweat on her forehead. She habitually wanted to take a cigarette out of her pocket to relieve fatigue, but she thought it was here. She stuffed the cigarette box back, took out a gum and chewed it in her mouth, saying: "I'll take you to see the Dean later. These children are very cute."

Now there are hidden stories behind the smiling face of the sun.

"They are all children with pain, but their healing ability is much better than us." Jing Jing looked at the little children around the car, trying to pick up the weight they can bear, and said with great satisfaction: "Sometimes, when I can't get through the trouble, I will come and sit here all afternoon. Occasionally, there will be xiaodouding to comfort me! Don't say what they say, it will really play a role."

This is Jingjing's secret base. It's also like a place to refuel.

"Although there is some noise occasionally, it's still good in most cases." Jingjing rubbed his ears, heard the screams of the children coming out in the distance, looked at the wind and said, "how are you? Are you still used to it? I didn't ask you carefully, so I brought you here. I just think we are somewhat similar, maybe you'll like it!" Perhaps this is a bold behavior. After all, Feng ChuChu is holding the idea of coming here to play, but he is regarded as a coolie carrying things. It's a little too different.