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She is very sick
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Chapter Fifty Seven
I want to give her a good life.- Zhang Lu let
Big Year night, Lin begins with B city back.
The movement when he entered the house was not small, he made a crackling sound, causing Su Su who had been in his sleep to jump up instantly, ran to the door, sobbing and clutching the door.
Zhang Lurang was sitting at his desk looking at the computer, and quickly got up, walked over and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Susu's hind legs glared back, speeding up and running downstairs.
The ground slipped and looked like it was about to fall.
Zhang Lurang chuckled lightly and followed it slowly.
When he walked downstairs, Zhang Lurang saw two boxes of city B specialty products stacked in the hallway, and a 24-inch black suitcase was lying on the ground next to him, as if he had been thrown away casually.
Lin Mao lazily leaned on the sofa and played with her mobile phone.
Su Su, who was running in front, put his forelimbs on his lap and knocked a few times like a baby.
Zhang Lurang's forehead twitched, and he consciously walked over to lift the suitcase and carried it to Lin Mao's room.
Then he went downstairs again.
Lin Mao lifted his eyelids slightly, and said softly: "Take out the contents of the box and put them in the refrigerator."
Zhang Lu asked him to glance at him: "..."
"I'm a little tired." He patted the sofa, and gestured for crisp. Su jumped up, hugged it to sleep, closed his eyes and rested, "It was very hard to sit on the plane for three hours."
Zhang Lurang said nothing, and nodded.
Afterwards, he walked to the hallway, lifted the two boxes in one breath, and walked into the kitchen.
When he finished his work and came out again, Lin Mao was already sitting up and watching TV.
Zhang Lurang: "..."
Lin Mao reached out and grabbed the peanuts on the coffee table and peeled a few into his mouth.
Zhang Lurang sat next to him, reached out and poured two glasses of water, one of which was placed in front of Lin Mao.
Lin Mao changed the stage, suddenly remembered something, and whispered: "I put the red envelope your grandpa and grandma gave you in the suitcase, and your parents' side."
Zhang Lurang said nothing, and picked up the transparent glass. Take a sip of water slowly.
"Your brother didn't go back for the New Year this year." Lin Mao yawned and turned off the TV. "Oh no, I have to go to sleep. Yesterday I played mahjong with friends all night..."
"..."
Soon, in the living room There was only Zhang Lurang left.
He spent a while on the sofa and walked back to the room before long.
Zhang Lurang looked at the phone and sighed. When he was about to make a call at home, the ringtone happened to ring.
He didn't hesitate and picked it up directly.
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She is very sick
RomanceFor offline reading only Not my story or translation All rights go to the original owner Author(s): 竹已 Alternative Title: 她病得不轻 She is very sick, but she likes me. Then I will assume that she is not sick. --Zhang Lurang "Meeting you is destined, but...