Chapter 501: Staring
Huangmao and Liang Ying were in the room, staring at each other.
Huangmao was very depressed and smoked one cigarette after another.
If he had known this woman was so difficult to deal with, he would not have brought her back.
Now, I can’t send it away, it’s so fucking depressing.
Liang Ying didn't think so. She bought a straw mat and prepared to sleep on the floor.
Lovers, start by sleeping on the floor.
Unexpectedly, just as she spread out the bed and was about to lie down, she was roughly pulled away by the yellow-haired man.
"You sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."
Liang Ying smiled secretly. If this wasn't heartache, what would it be?
However, she knew that Huangmao was in a bad mood and it was not the time to argue, so she obediently climbed onto the bed and lay down.
Huangmao smoked for a while and then lay down. He crossed his legs, and the hair on his legs was facing Liang Ying. She couldn't help but stretch out her little claws and scratched him gently.
Huangmao felt very itchy. Seeing that it was Liang Ying who was tickling him, he rolled his eyes and quickly put his legs down.
Liang Ying buried her head in the quilt and smiled secretly.
In the middle of the night, Liang Ying suddenly turned over and fell to the ground with a thud, right into Huangmao's arms.
Huangmao was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt a hot potato in his arms and quickly kicked it away.
Liang Ying's little tricks were ruthlessly exposed.
She climbed onto the bed again obediently.
But at that moment, she felt that Huangmao's mind was so broad and down-to-earth.
In this life, Li Qiang, as a dream, has been shattered in her heart.
She even felt that Li Li had used her in order to take revenge on Lin Qingqing. Now that she thought about it, she felt a little regretful.
But it's too late.
She was on the run and homeless, while Li Li was sitting comfortably in her position as the factory director's wife.
She had no time to think about her parents because she was so busy on the run that she couldn't even take care of herself.
Her girlhood was over.
From the moment her father said he wanted to flee abroad, her life was divided into two extremes.
In the first half of her life, everyone was nice to her and she was a proud princess.
For the rest of her life, she hid like a rat.
She didn't even have time to cry. For a bite of food, she was willing to be stepped on.
Huangmao is the best person she has ever met.
Perhaps it was destined that she and Huangmao would be together. If they didn't owe each other anything, how could they have met?
Maybe Huangmao had her in his heart. On the day when Lirenfang opened, he bit the chicken feather and almost kissed her on the face with his thin lips.
She saw the burning flame in his eyes.
That kind of fire is a man's desire for a woman.
In the morning, Huangmao woke up and the house was already filled with the smell of food.
He hasn't had a proper breakfast for a long time. He is so busy every day that he has no time to eat.
But today the food was ready. On the table was a plate of buns, a dish of mixed cold dishes, and two bowls of porridge.
Before he left his hometown, his mother often made breakfast like this. Although his family was poor, his mother was frugal and never let him go hungry.
Seeing the breakfast on the table, he suddenly thought of his mother. Several months had passed and he felt a little homesick.
Liang Ying was still wearing his big shirt, his short hair was washed clean, and he looked very refreshed.
Seeing him get up, she smiled and said, "It's time to eat..."
She squatted down, rolled up the mat on the ground and put it in the corner.
With a woman in the room, Huangmao felt uncomfortable everywhere. He lowered his head, drank a bowl of porridge, grabbed a bun and went out.
Today he didn't ask Liang Ying to leave. She looked at his back, her eyes curved into crescents.
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