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The bathrobe only reached her knees. When Rong Li turned around, he saw her slender calves, which were shining white.
He quickly moved his eyes away, lowered his head, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.
"gentlemen."
Xu Tanxi called him in the room.
Rong Li¡¯s drooping eyelashes moved: ¡°Yeah.¡±
She just yelled and said nothing else.
After a while, she got dressed neatly, opened the door and came out. She took a blanket in her hand and handed it to him: "It's cold at night, sir, be careful of catching a cold."
Rong Li didn¡¯t answer: ¡°I¡¯m not cold.¡±
He went downstairs first. Xu Tanxi hugged the blanket and stood in despair for a moment before following him downstairs.
Rong Dafu was sitting in the hall downstairs.
Rong Li asked: "Has it been repaired?"
"It's been repaired." Rong Dafu looked at Xu Tanxi, his gaze stayed for a few seconds, then he bent down to pack the tool bag, "If there are no other problems, I will go back first."
Xu Tanxi just said: "Go slowly."
Rong Dafu rubbed his hands and walked away holding his big tool bag.
Rong Li went to the kitchen and checked it, but found nothing unusual: "I'm going back."
Xu Tanxi nodded and said thanks: "Thank you."
Rong Li said nothing and left silently.
Just now outside Xu Tanxi's door, he was thinking about a question, why did he come here in pajamas, and why did he forget that Xu Tanxi also had a pair of hands that might be good at swords and guns.
"gentlemen."
Wenwen is weak, she is very much like a boudoir girl from the old days.
Rong Li still stopped.
Holding the blanket in her hand, she walked to the yard, walked up to him, stood on tiptoes, and carefully and gently put the blanket on his shoulders. The light shone in her eyes, reflecting the gentlest shadow: "I There is nothing you can wear here, it¡¯s very windy outside, sir, don¡¯t mind it, just keep it on.¡±
She was afraid that he would refuse again, so she turned around and went back to the house.
Rong Li's pajamas are black, which contrasts greatly with her warm-colored blanket. The blanket is fluffy and has a light apricot pink color draped over his body, softening the coldness in his outline.
¡°In fact, Rong Li¡¯s bones are very gentle. If the guard in his eyes could be removed, he would be like the handsome and high-spirited handsome man in bright clothes and angry horses in the opera sung by her uncle.
"Lock the door." Rong Li walked to the door of the courtyard and said this.
Xu Tanxi stopped and turned around: "Okay."
Who is so cruel to ruin the handsome man in her play?
The night was getting darker, the lights in the alley were turned off, Rong Li didn't turn on the lights, and stumbled back home under the moonlight.
Why did you forget to bring a flashlight when you went out?
Rong Li entered the room with a frown on his face and threw the blanket on the sofa. Bamboo leaves were embroidered on one corner of the blanket. Xu Tanxi seemed to like embroidery on her personal belongings. He stared at it for a while, his brows became more and more frown. The tighter.
what happened?
"It's a quack to look at the eyes, but is it also a quack to look at mental illness?" Doesn¡¯t he have almost zero empathy? Where did the sympathy and compassion come from, to mind the business of a "suspect"?
The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He crumpled the blanket into a ball and stuffed it roughly into the bottom drawer of the coffee table. After seeing it out of sight, he went upstairs to sleep.
The sleeping pills were also ineffective. He couldn't calm down, felt irritated and irritable, so he simply pulled the quilt and covered his whole body.
Damn, it¡¯s hot.
He kicked off the quilt, got up, drank a glass of cold water, continued to lie down, and continued to kick the quilt over and over again, tossing and turning for half a night, before he fell asleep.
As a result, Xu Tanxi fell asleep wearing a cheongsam.
"gentlemen."
"gentlemen."
""
She kept shouting, her voice was delicate and soft, and asked him: "Sir, are you hot?"
Rong Li was sweating all over.
The next day was Saturday, and it was overcast. Rong Guanguan had been going to Mrs. Qiuhua¡¯s house for breakfast for several weekends in a row. His brother usually stayed up late.
Today was strange. When Rong Guanguan woke up, he saw his brother looking listless and resting on the sofa in the main room.
Rong Guanguan yawned, holding a chicken coop on his head, and asked in a sweet voice that he had just woken up from: "Brother, why did you get up so early today?"
Rong Li was in poor spirits, as if he hadn't slept enough, and he looked languid.
He was absent-minded,Not asking: "Yeah."
Rong Guanguan put on his sweater and cotton-padded jacket on his own, and his hair was swaying: "There is no sun today, brother, why did you wash the sheets?"
very strange.
His brother suddenly became so fierce: "Go away, don't hang in front of me."
Rong Guanguan pursed his lips: "Oh." He went to brush his teeth.
Rong Guanguan was unhappy with the free-range eggs and corn he had for breakfast because there were no meat buns, so he squatted in the yard gnawing corn sadly.
"Ah, corn is so fragrant.
Ah, he has become so happy.
"Rongguan pass."
"Huh?"
Rong Li came out carrying a black bag.
Rong Guanguan thought his brother was asking him to throw away the garbage because the black bag was a garbage bag.
Rong Li threw the bag to him: "Take this and return it."
Oh, it¡¯s not garbage.
Rong Guanguan looked inside and saw a blanket. He held the corn in one hand and the blanket in the other: "Who are you giving it to?"
Rong Li glanced at him leisurely.
Rong Guanguan was very clever: "Sister Xu, right?"
Rong Li snorted.
Rong Guanguan thought the garbage bag was too ugly, so he went to find a bright red plastic bag and it was very festive to carry it.
In the afternoon, there were no customers in Cheng Ji's shop, so he went to Rong Li's place. He had nothing to do and started cheating with him.
Cheng Ji discovered that Rong Li was very out of shape today.
"You have no bullets?" He glanced at Rong Li.
Rong Li was sitting on one frame, with his feet on another frame, his back leaning against the wall, his eyelids drooped, and he was drowsy: "Yes."
Cheng Ji sat opposite him: "You have bullets, why don't you go out and hit people?"
Rong Li in the game is actually sitting on the bed in the house, just lying there and relaxing. This is not in line with his usual style of playing games.
He said: "I'm just trying to separate myself."
Cheng Ji looked outside the house and said, "Let me see if the sun has come out in the west."
The sun has not come out in the west. What is wrong is Rong Li. He looks absent-minded and vacant. If he had another cigarette, let alone, it would be like an afterthought. There is actually a sense of desire all over his body.
Cheng Ji kicked his trouser legs: "Someone is coming."
Rong Li¡¯s game ID: Just pick a name.
"[Call me a name] slowly got up from the bed, walked slowly to the window, and then fired a few shots in a Buddhist manner without even taking aim.
Of course, he didn¡¯t hit a single shot, but instead [name it randomly] was knocked down by the enemy.
Cheng Ji¡¯s game ID: Mr. Cheng leads the dog to score points.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Master Cheng leads the dog to score points.¡± Walked over, helped [ Pick a Name Anywhere ] up, and then threw a thunder, killing the enemy.
Cheng Ji asked: "Are you tired of playing this game?"
Rong Li's indifferent eyes showed a casual laziness: "No."
"Then why can't you get excited?"
He didn¡¯t say anything, threw down his phone and stopped talking: ¡°Put on your headphones, I¡¯ll take a nap.¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com