Sang Bei was a little hesitant, but when his eyes fell on the goose, his attitude became much firmer, "Will you come back?"
“Of course I’m back. How can I leave if you’re still here and haven’t avenged me?
Sang Bei, we are blood relatives, you can trust me more and rely on me a little more."
Sang Bei dodged her attempt to touch his head, turned his face to the side, and said in a muffled voice, "Then come back soon."
"good."
………
They said they were going alone, but Feng Xiangdong also came. He drove and the two of them sat in the back.
He is lively and talkative, so the conversation never becomes dull.
Although forty miles is not far, the road is difficult to walk on. In addition, we met an elderly grandmother and her two grandchildren who were hitchhiking on the way, which slowed down our pace even more.
The old man, who was carsick, sat in the passenger seat, and two children, aged seven or eight, sat in the back. They were probably so excited because it was their first time riding a four-wheeled vehicle that they jumped around and pushed Sang Zhijiang Yan to the edge of the door.
The old man endured the pain and taught the children to be obedient, but they were obedient at the time, but soon they returned to their old ways.
The two people in the back seat looked at each other. What could they do? Just bear it.
When he was almost at his destination, Feng Xiangdong suddenly braked hard.
Jiang Yan's iron arms held tightly onto the passenger seat.
In this way, when she rushed forward due to inertia, she would bump into the man's arm that was across her body.
Feng Xiangdong turned around and apologized. The two children smiled and said they were fine. They kept their balance steady and didn't move their bodies.
Sangzhi's face turned pale and he breathed unevenly as he said, "I'm fine too."
In fact, there was something wrong, a big one. When she braked suddenly, she hit his arm due to inertia.
The height and position just hit her private parts.
They all eat whole grains, but I don’t know how that man’s arms grew, they are hard and as hard as stone.
But I can’t tell anyone about it.
Half out of shame and anger, half out of physical discomfort, Sangzhi's face turned a little pink.
At this time, her long and thick eyelashes were wet by the snowflakes.
In the blink of an eye, the pupils were filled with misty water splashes, as if there were rippling water.
Jiang Yan seemed puzzled and was about to ask her what was wrong.
The man took a step back, holding his chest, his rosy lips pressed into a line, and his pair of bright black eyes glared at him sideways.
He suddenly realized where the softness he had just touched was.
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