Jiang Lin failed to find Chen Yanzhao for several days.
He finally got to the end of school, but when he arrived at the bar, he didn't see anyone. The room upstairs was cleaned, without any trace of his visit.
The bartender had long been used to it. Seeing him coming over with a frustration, he replied quickly before he could speak: I don’t know, no notification, no address.
Jiang Lin was denied and choked, but the words were pressed back.After thinking about it, I asked again: Which one am I here to find her?
The bartender was looking at him with some amusement. Jiang Lin was quite tall, and the hem of the school uniform and shirt were tucked in his jeans in a mess, looking incompatible with this bizarre world.
The ambiguous light hit his slightly red face because of anxiety, making him look younger and younger.
The bartender was sighing that he was so sad that the boss was getting less and less. Such a young child also started.
Hearing his question, he put down the wine glass at hand and saw that he looked particularly serious because of his anxiety.
Most of Chen Yanzhao's bedmates are mature men with successful careers. He heard that he hadn't seen Chen Yanzhao recently, but he just thanked him politely and then left.
Only Jiang Lin, Feiyang's eyebrows drooped slightly, looked at him seriously, with a grievance expression, and his eyes were wet, like a little puppy abandoned by his master.
He couldn't bear it, but he sighed and told him: Third.
Looking at Jiang Lin's back as he left, the bartender smiled in his heart: No wonder Chen Yanzhao ran away in such a panic, it turned out that he had provoked a good woman.
He remembered Jiang Lin's quick frowning eyebrows and tight jaws after hearing his answer, and then gloated and thought: Chen Yanzhao is afraid he will fall this time.
Jiang Ran was walking around the supermarket by Chen Duanyan's clothes. She has become more and more fond of this boring pastime recently. She took Chen Duanyan from the fruit and vegetable area to the bedding area, like a young couple who have been married for a long time. She childishly yearns for this kind of human spirit.
His hand was restlessly touching Chen Duanyan's waist, and the ringtone of the phone suddenly rang out. Jiang Ran angrily answered: Who is Ah!
Jiang Lin's voice was half dead, as if he was hanging his life: Jiang Ran Ah, have you ever seen Chen Yanzhao?
Jiang Ran's eyes rolled, and the gossip radar BIBI sounded and asked him: What did Sister Yan Zhao do?
In the cold drink shop, Jiang Ran sat opposite, looking at Jiang Lin with her eyes as novel as a searchlight. Chen Duanyan touched her head with some dissatisfaction, and then she asked: What's wrong?
Jiang Lin was a little restrained and shy with his eyes.After a while, he stammered and covered his face and said: Simply put, she just finished sleeping and ran away.
Jiang Ran let out a puff, and the milk tea sprayed out. Jiang Lin was caught off guard and his shirt was in trouble.
Seeing Chen Duanyan carefully wipe Jiang Ran's face with a tissue, he complained in his heart that he thought these two dog-headed military advisors could provide some clues, but he suffered a wave of showing affection and physical attacks.
Jiang Lin, the lonely man, held a tissue and felt sad.
But Chen Duanyan even said in a worse way: She posted on Moments today, didn’t you see it?
Of course he didn't see it, he was blocked.
Jiang Lin's inner villain shed tears silently. Looking at Chen Duanyan's sarcastic gaze, he decided not to count him as a complete dog-headed military advisor.
At most 02.
The three of them gathered together to look at Chen Duanyan's mobile phone. Chen Yanzhao's life in his circle of friends is colorful and he is traveling freely in Europe.
Jiang Ran praised while looking at the photos of Chen Yanzhao that are comparable to pictorials: Everyone says that Italian men are romantic, but as expected, he also gave flowers to Sister Yanzhao.
Jiang Lin stood up and said, "I want to find her."
Chen Duanyan finished the fight: She is in this country today, and to that country tomorrow, where will you find it?
Jiang Linwen felt aggrieved and sat down again.
He finally got to the end of school, but when he arrived at the bar, he didn't see anyone. The room upstairs was cleaned, without any trace of his visit.
The bartender had long been used to it. Seeing him coming over with a frustration, he replied quickly before he could speak: I don’t know, no notification, no address.
Jiang Lin was denied and choked, but the words were pressed back.After thinking about it, I asked again: Which one am I here to find her?
The bartender was looking at him with some amusement. Jiang Lin was quite tall, and the hem of the school uniform and shirt were tucked in his jeans in a mess, looking incompatible with this bizarre world.
The ambiguous light hit his slightly red face because of anxiety, making him look younger and younger.
The bartender was sighing that he was so sad that the boss was getting less and less. Such a young child also started.
Hearing his question, he put down the wine glass at hand and saw that he looked particularly serious because of his anxiety.
Most of Chen Yanzhao's bedmates are mature men with successful careers. He heard that he hadn't seen Chen Yanzhao recently, but he just thanked him politely and then left.
Only Jiang Lin, Feiyang's eyebrows drooped slightly, looked at him seriously, with a grievance expression, and his eyes were wet, like a little puppy abandoned by his master.
He couldn't bear it, but he sighed and told him: Third.
Looking at Jiang Lin's back as he left, the bartender smiled in his heart: No wonder Chen Yanzhao ran away in such a panic, it turned out that he had provoked a good woman.
He remembered Jiang Lin's quick frowning eyebrows and tight jaws after hearing his answer, and then gloated and thought: Chen Yanzhao is afraid he will fall this time.
Jiang Ran was walking around the supermarket by Chen Duanyan's clothes. She has become more and more fond of this boring pastime recently. She took Chen Duanyan from the fruit and vegetable area to the bedding area, like a young couple who have been married for a long time. She childishly yearns for this kind of human spirit.
His hand was restlessly touching Chen Duanyan's waist, and the ringtone of the phone suddenly rang out. Jiang Ran angrily answered: Who is Ah!
Jiang Lin's voice was half dead, as if he was hanging his life: Jiang Ran Ah, have you ever seen Chen Yanzhao?
Jiang Ran's eyes rolled, and the gossip radar BIBI sounded and asked him: What did Sister Yan Zhao do?
In the cold drink shop, Jiang Ran sat opposite, looking at Jiang Lin with her eyes as novel as a searchlight. Chen Duanyan touched her head with some dissatisfaction, and then she asked: What's wrong?
Jiang Lin was a little restrained and shy with his eyes.After a while, he stammered and covered his face and said: Simply put, she just finished sleeping and ran away.
Jiang Ran let out a puff, and the milk tea sprayed out. Jiang Lin was caught off guard and his shirt was in trouble.
Seeing Chen Duanyan carefully wipe Jiang Ran's face with a tissue, he complained in his heart that he thought these two dog-headed military advisors could provide some clues, but he suffered a wave of showing affection and physical attacks.
Jiang Lin, the lonely man, held a tissue and felt sad.
But Chen Duanyan even said in a worse way: She posted on Moments today, didn’t you see it?
Of course he didn't see it, he was blocked.
Jiang Lin's inner villain shed tears silently. Looking at Chen Duanyan's sarcastic gaze, he decided not to count him as a complete dog-headed military advisor.
At most 02.
The three of them gathered together to look at Chen Duanyan's mobile phone. Chen Yanzhao's life in his circle of friends is colorful and he is traveling freely in Europe.
Jiang Ran praised while looking at the photos of Chen Yanzhao that are comparable to pictorials: Everyone says that Italian men are romantic, but as expected, he also gave flowers to Sister Yanzhao.
Jiang Lin stood up and said, "I want to find her."
Chen Duanyan finished the fight: She is in this country today, and to that country tomorrow, where will you find it?
Jiang Linwen felt aggrieved and sat down again.
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