Xuan Xue's car was there a few years ago, and when you bought a car, you had to ask for a bicycle ticket, and the school gave the only ticket to Chen Meng, who had just been rated as a professional title, Xuan Xue said that she liked it, Chen Meng thought that there was a second master to pick her up and give her a commuting ticket to Xuan Xue.

Whenever Xuan Xue rides her bicycle through the alleys of the city, she feels like she is the lucky one who has been favored by the heavens.

The wind blew her short hair up to her ears, and she especially liked the feeling of fluttering clothes, and felt that she was very fairy.

It's a little regrettable that the bicycle is not as rare as when she first bought it in the past two years, Xuan Xue always remembers the feeling of being surrounded by everyone's envy when she first bought the car, this pink women's car should have been Chen Meng's, but it was in her hands.

As long as you work hard, everything will be there, and a good life depends on struggle, and you have to work hard!

Thinking of this, Xuan Xue unconsciously appeared in Li Shaofeng's face, and the corners of her mouth also brought a sweet smile.

Come on, little snowflake, you can!

Xuan Xue held the handlebar with her left hand, clenched her right hand into a fist, and struggled for happiness~

There was a big uphill slope in front of her, and she was about to retract her fist and push it up hard, when she felt her body warm up, and someone was holding her from behind.

"You feel cute, don't you?" A voice rang out in my ears.

Xue Xue felt that her body was being hugged, and then the back seat of the car sank, who would jump on the bicycle - wait, the bicycle?!

Moreover, why did this woman who spoke with her voice in fluent English?!

I finally realized the problem, but it was too late.

The inspirational little snowflake was dragged hard by the woman who jumped on the back seat of her bicycle to the side, and when she came back to her senses, she was already lying on the ground, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds above her head, and then her head was covered by a noodle pocket...

Why does this pocket still smell of urine...

"Ahh Help me! Xue screamed.

“Pardoning the bad is injuring the good！ (To forgive a bad guy is to hurt a good guy)" Chen Meng hit Xuan Xue's face all the time, and Xuan Xue screamed again and again.

His head was covered with a sack picked up from a garbage heap, and his face was violently beaten by Chen Meng, and he had no strength to fight back at all, so he could only let out a scream.

Chen Meng beat this hearty, she will never forget the picture of this little bitch kicking her daughter in front of her tombstone, making her daughter's head bleeding on the tombstone.

The hatred of the previous life and the hatred of this life, Chen Meng thought of this, grabbed Xuan Xue's hair through the sack and slammed it to the ground, screaming inside, but there was no blood in the bag.

Could it be that the skin of this green tea is particularly thick and not easy to break?

Chen Meng stood up and was about to kick Xuan Xue, when someone suddenly grabbed her shoulder from behind.

The heat of the palms of the hands passed through the clothes, and the shoulders were hot.

"Comrade, be forgiving and forgiving."

This man also spoke English, and his voice was very gentle.

It should be that he was on the side when Chen Meng was playing Xuanxue, Chen Meng turned his head and was stunned after a glance.

The man behind him is about 185 tall, wearing an army uniform, his handsome face has both the innocence of a child and the wisdom of an adult, the corners of his mouth are always slightly upturned, even if he doesn't speak, he has a feeling of laughing, and his long smiling eyes look very gentle, even if he wears a domineering military uniform, it is difficult to hide the watery tenderness on his body.

"Yu Dabao?!"

Yu Qianyu was also stunned when she heard her nickname being called out by a woman wrapped in an Arab shape.

"Are you...?"