Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 50 She's Flirting and Irresponsible 50
He Lu took her and left.

Shen Cunjin was stunned in shock by Ling Yan's words.

Ever since his mother was forced to jump off a building by a bitch.

He is ignorant, he eats and waits to die, he is the second son who can't stand on the stage.

No one looks down on him.

The old man was kind to him only because he was the only son.

He resigned himself to depravity, feeling that the whole world owes him and owes him.

Shen Cunjin clenched his fists, staring at Shen Cunning with heavy eyes, scanning her as if he was looking at something.

Shen Cunning lowered his head and sobbed softly.

Terrified.

He was afraid that Shen Cunjin would hit her again.

Afraid that Shen Cunjin would make her lie on the ground and bark like a dog.

Also afraid of Shen Cunjin's various verbal insults.

She obviously did nothing wrong, why does the whole world bully her?
Dad usually loves her, but she will be punished if she makes a mistake, but Shen Cunjin, as long as it is not a homicide, Dad will help to settle it, and he coaxes her pain like coaxing her ancestors.

For the sake of the family, my mother was so wronged and uncomfortable, and she was bullied by Shen Cunjin.

She doesn't understand.

Why is the world so unfair?

"Ah."

Shen Cunning trembled, raised his head awkwardly, and looked at Shen Cunjin.

Shen Cunjin just sneered disdainfully, flicked the headband on his wrist, raised his feet, and left across the street.

Autumn is here, and the wind at night is very cold. When it blows, Shen Cunning trembles.

She stayed where she was for a long time complaining about everything, but she raised her foot to leave, but fell to the ground.

Standing for too long, my feet are numb.

Unable to stand still, he threw himself forward and fell.

Shen Cunning hugged his knees and cried aggrievedly.

………………

"He Lu." Ling Yan ate two mouthfuls of rice, looked at him with a frown, knocked on the table casually, thought for a while, and said slowly: "If you are free, then send me a message."

He Lusheng gave her a bowl of soup: "Huh?"

"Don't understand?" Ling Yan scowled, annoyed him.

"Will it affect your work?" He Lu ignored her impatience.

"will not."

"Then I have time to send it to you."

Ling Yan was silent for a while, raised her eyes, and corrected him seriously: "Yes, I will send it as soon as I have time."

"Do you like watching other people?"

She made no secret of her possessiveness, and stared straight at He Lu.

He Lu felt uncomfortable being watched, and his ears started to turn red.

"Looking at you is enough."

After getting this answer, Lingyan was very satisfied, and pushed the bowl of soup in front of He Lu, nodding as if you were worthy of praise.

"Reward you."

He Lu: ...

"This is what I pretended for you."

Lingyan shook her hand, raised her eyelids and said softly, and held it in front of her face.

He went back to the cupboard and took a bowl, filled it with soup, and gave it to He Lu.

The pure black eyes were full of disgust: "Men are trouble."

He Lu laughed angrily at her.

He tapped the table with his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and looked like he wanted to settle the score: "Today, that little boy has your hairband on his wrist."

Ayano was dumbfounded.

Little boy?
Shen Cunjin?
like……

There is such a thing.

Guilt flashed across Lingyan's small face, she lowered her head, ate, then shook her head, nodded again, feeling panicked.

Can't eat.

She ran to the next door, in her own room, and brought another box of hair ropes to He Lu.

And explained intimately: "This is, a new, customized model."

He Lu took it, glanced at it casually, and said mercifully, "I forgive you."

"He Lu is so kind." Ling Yan pulled the corner of her lower lip, blowing him mindlessly.

(End of this chapter)