After The Devil Became A Little Pitiful - MTL

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?? Xiao Wang:? ? ? ?

?? Think of this as a vegetable market? Xiao Wang was full of question marks, but it was his own leader who wanted strawberries after all, so he had to swallow the 10,000-character science popularization with tears.

?? Song Tang got the strawberry and went home. It was late at night. She moved very lightly. She changed her shoes in the hallway, without slippers, and stepped on the wooden floor.

?? The light in the reception room is on, a warm yellow piece, and on the sofa is a plump puppet cat, licking its paws like a lady, and her eyes with eyeliner look at Song Tang casually, and then pay attention. Continue to put it on the pink jiojio.

?? Ragdoll Cat: "Meow" you who are you.

?? Song Tang will only show her soft and well-behaved side in front of He Qingyu, and she has no affinity when she puts down her smile on weekdays. The inorganic eyes are indifferent, and the corners of the mouth that resist everything seems to be unwelcome to any good things in this world. , I thought I was rushing to the funeral just by looking at the expression.

?? The puppet cat saw Song Tang coming, put away his lazy posture, arched up guard, the hair on his back stood up, and as Song Tang moved forward silently, the kitten screamed sadly. , Hide under the sofa.

?? Song Tang put the strawberry on the coffee table, stood there for a while, and hesitated: "It's nice to meet you. I will be a family in the future, but since you don't like me, I didn't say anything before."

?? Ragdoll Cat: "..." Is this person's brain sick?

?? There is only a small night light in the house, and walking slowly to the bedroom, He Qingyu has fallen asleep, half of his face is buried in the pillow, breathing is gentle, without the intimidating aura in the day, becoming extra soft, one The crow-like eyelashes quivered with breathing, and the throat rumbling from time to time, I must be dreaming.

?? Song Tang stood by the door and looked at it for a long time, remembering that this woman hardly slept before two o'clock in the morning. It seemed that she had changed her temper since that night.

?? Is it really because you like yourself?

?? Song Tang looked down and put the washed strawberries on the head of He Qingyu's bed, gently closed the door and went out.

?? Song Tang returned to her room and dragged out the suitcase hidden deep in the closet. The luggage from the previous rental house had not been opened these days. She licked her lips and pulled the suitcase away.

?? The change of laundry was hurriedly stuffed and stacked in it, and it was not carefully organized. Most of them were cheap goods bought at random on the street. Now it is not appropriate to wear them out. She plans to find some time to throw away all these clothes.

?? With the unfolding of the clothes, not only the personal clothes but also the water bills that have just been paid are hidden in the coats. The two-month water and electricity bills do not exceed 100 yuan, which shows that a person can live a life. Save more.

?? Song Tang carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the two bills and clamped it with the notebook in the file bag. When doing these things, he was very careful. Putting it together with the water and electricity is an emerald necklace.

?? The drop-shaped emeralds the size of a thumb knuckle are inlaid on a support covered with diamonds. The shape of the chain is designed as a ribbon, which can often be hung on the back, making it even more luxurious.

?? This is a gift my mother left for her.

?? is a favorite necklace of mother during her lifetime.