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9. Missing is worse than meeting

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    Hao Ran smiled and said, "Brother, what are you talking about, I still need your help. I want to drive this car for you. Don't be fooled by this car. It is fuel-efficient and has good performance."

    Wen Lu said, "What do I need it for? It's useless." Hao Ran said, "Don't you have a book?"

    Wen Lu said, "I have almost forgotten how to drive. I haven't started a car for so many years. Besides, I don't leave the gate all day long, and I don't enter the second door. It's useless to have a car"

    Hao Ran smiled and said, "Just keep it for me first, it will be convenient if you have a car to drive, besides, I have no place to park my key."

    "So you used my front door as a parking lot!" Just like that, Wen Lu picked up a second-hand broken Xiali while the two were talking.  .

    Satisfied with food and drink, Hao Ran found a room and took a nap. Before leaving, he took a taxi and said that he would stop driving after drinking. He also told Wen Lu not to drink while driving.  I got it, Wen Lu said I got it.  As soon as Hao Ran left, Wen Lu began to tidy up the room and changed the bedding in each room. Wen Lu deliberately went to room 109 to tidy up last, because for him, this room seems to have a special meaning today.  .  .

    I don¡¯t know if Wen Lu is thinking too much. Ever since Liu Qian came to live in the hotel, the business seems to have improved. For a few days, the guest rooms are almost full. Wen Lu is very happy.  Confused, I still have a car, as if all this is thanks to Liu Qian, but it seems that it has nothing to do with her

    Wen Lu couldn't help but miss Liu Qian's smiles, her dimples, Liu Qian's plump breasts, and her slender legs in silk stockings.  .  Sometimes I can¡¯t help but take out my mobile phone and flip through the photo of Liu Qian that I took last time. In the photo, Liu Qian is lying on the bed in 109, with half of her snow-white and full breasts protruding from the neckline, because Liu Qian was at that time  Qian's subconscious mind is still protecting herself, so she put her hands between her legs, her clothes have been torn and deformed, the stockings on her legs have also been wrinkled, and the sock covers on her toes have been rubbed to the side, her delicate and slender toes are painted  With black nail polish, it looks very coquettish.  .  .

    Every time Wen Lu sees this photo, he misses Liu Qian even more, and regrets that he forgot to ask for her phone number. Since he hasn't seen her for several days, it would be nice to call to say hello.  When thinking of this, Wen Lu will think of the girl with short hair again, miss her pair of peach blossom eyes, miss her bright smile at him, and even regret the pair of flesh-colored stockings that the girl with short hair gave him.  If I didn't take it, not only did I not get what I liked, but it also seemed to reduce the face of other girls.  The more Wen Lu thought about it, the more annoyed he became, hating himself for always being stupid in front of those beauties, hating himself for being cowardly all of a sudden.  .

    Wen Lu often walks around the door of the hotel, hoping that Liu Qian or that short-haired girl will suddenly appear in front of him, "God!! Let me see those two beauties again!! Hallelujah!"  At first glance, huh?  God appeared?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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