Author: Xiyong Guangming Mountain

After Xiao Yao returned home, he realized who the woman in the black suit was.

"Holy shit, you just watch me get beaten and don't come out to help? Hiss——"

In Xiao Yao's room, Shen Jie applied red potion on him while listening to his nagging.

"If I show up too early, won't Zhang Zhengkai catch me?" Shen Jie smiled softly.

"You know he is Zhang Zhengkai, but you can still watch me get beaten for him!" Xiao Yao agreed in his heart, but murmured softly.

"No," Shen Jie smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, and took Xiao Yao's hand: "When Father Yu and I were passing by, we happened to see Zhang Zhengkai knocking you unconscious with a steel bar. Father Yu immediately rushed to Out. Before I could react, the battle was over. You said, why did I come out?"

Xiao Yao snorted and replied to the text message with his other hand: "I have not been domestically abused again. I will explain to you what happened to me at school tomorrow."

"Who are you chatting with? Keep texting." Shen Jie smiled and leaned her little head over to see Xiao Yao's phone screen, but the latter subconsciously closed the flip.

Shen Jie's little face twitched and she almost had a seizure, but she endured it.

"Oops," Xiao Yao's way of survival was to throw his phone to the corner of the bed, hold his arms around the girl's waist, and said with a playful smile: "Why are you so gentle to me today?"

"Because," Shen Jie calmly took off the hands on her waist: "Because I just discovered today that my future lover is a great hero."

"Being beaten into such a great hero?" Xiao Yao said with a bitter smile.

"That's right, one against six, or one against seven? It's a neck-and-neck fight," Shen Jie touched Xiao Yao's head: "Even I may not be able to do it."

What do you mean, even if it’s you, you’re a girl, Xiao Yao thought to himself.

That's all, we have to face up to the difference in force value, so let's just listen to the good words.

"Besides, does it matter if you can beat me or not?" Shen Jie put her left leg on her right knee, and her little feet wrapped in velvet socks bounced on the pink rabbit plastic slippers: "The most important thing is What’s more, having the courage to stand up for your friends is what I value most.”

"Friend? Ha." Xiao Yao felt a little ironic.

"Strangers, even love rivals," Shen Jie corrected: "Isn't that even greater? Today Bogo told me that there is a saying in the Bible, which says: It is rare to die for a righteous person; it is rare to die for a good person. There may be those who dare to die, but Christ..."

"Ah, it hurts!"

"Be patient!" Shen Jie retracted the cotton swab: "By the way, what were you thinking when you stood up?"

"I didn't think much about it," Xiao Yao rolled his eyes: "He also once - it seems wrong to say that he once, but that's what I mean, he saved my wife's life and died for it, so I should too Save him once."

After telling this lie, Xiao Yao really wanted to have his shadow clone come out and applaud him.

However, it is a bit strange. If Shen Jie arrived at the scene after she was hit by a steel bar, how did she know all these things?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to delve into these things, it's just that I'm confused.

The boy's eyes fell on the girl's feet: "By the way, why are you starting to do Boge Boge too? And why are you with Father Yu?"

"I went to see Brother Bo for marriage consultation," the girl said matter-of-factly, "I told Brother Bo about our affairs."

Xiao Yao was reaching out to touch the girl's instep at this time, twisting the socks on the instep with his thumb and index finger. When he heard this, he let go with a "pop", leaving only a hollow bubble: "Tell us what happened." Brother Bo? What’s going on?”

"The future is about my daughter." Shen Jie raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you so casual-" Xiao Yao yelled.

"Um?"

"Forget it, just tell him," Xiao Yao thought for a while: "I should have told him a long time ago, and it would be better if I told him. It would save me the trouble of thinking about how to tell him. So what did Brother Bo say? By the way, you Wearing—"

"You're wearing it, did you just find it?" Shen Jie threw off the slippers and put one foot on Xiao Yao's thigh: "Does it look good?"

Xiao Yao regretted wearing trousers today and stared blankly at the girl's slender toes twisting up and down inside the thickened layer of velvet socks. His heart also started to dance: "What's going on, you're not willing to... "

"This is a reward for you," Shen Jie said with a smile: "I don't want to be like your teacher Yao's wife and suppress you into a pervert."

Xiao Yao was elated when Shen Jie had this realization: "Teacher Yao's teacher's wife, that's my teacher's wife."

"Who wants to wear those street stall socks that cost you ten yuan a bundle? I went to buy them specifically today. I bought a suit to match these socks. Does it look good?"

"Good... looks good, looks so good." Xiao Yao picked up Shen Jie's slightly moist jade feet and bent down to smell them, but the girl took her feet away, kicked him lightly, and cursed with a smile. : "Okay, you should stop it."

Shen Jie stood up, put on her slippers again, walked to the piled sofa, and picked up a paper bag: "I also bought you shoes, let's try them out."

Xiao Yao looked at Shen Jie's profile. The elastic waist on both sides of these trousers was very good, shaping the graceful figure of a professional woman. The trousers were simple and neat, and the slender legs elongated the leg curve. The mid-waist design was close-fitting. Fits at the waist, visually adding a sense of fashion.

Even if he could no longer look at the air, Xiao Yao couldn't say the words "I still prefer you dressed like a student" at this moment.

"Thank you." He said sincerely: "Thank you. Thank you, wife."

"Here, try it." Shen Jie came over with a black AJ and a pair of sports socks. She squatted down, half-kneeling, took out the paper ball in the AJ, and loosened the shoelaces: "Socks You put it on yourself, do you want me to help you put it on?"

Xiao Yao put on a blue sports sock stupidly.

"By the way, I met your teacher Yao in the church today." Shen Jie said.

"What - he wasn't arrested?" Xiao Yao put another blue sports sock on his feet.

"Yeah." The girl made a negative sound from the tip of her nose: "I was surprised at first, but when I think about it carefully, it's normal. After all, Teacher Yao didn't do anything that broke the law."

"That's right," Xiao Yao watched helplessly as the girl knelt in front of his feet and helped him put on his shoes: "Even if he surrenders to the police and says that he kidnapped Zhou Qi and stole Yu Luying's underwear, But the police couldn’t convict him based on his confession alone. In fact, they couldn’t find any evidence, so they had no choice but to let him go in the end, right?”

"That's right. Why can't you wear it? I bought you a size 43!" Shen Jie knelt on one knee and said, "Use more force! Come on, use force, one, two - hey!"

After Xiao Yao's feet were inserted, Shen Jie tied his shoelaces carefully. Xiao Yao felt that the shoelace pattern she tied was more beautiful than his own.

Then, Shen Jie helped him put on another one.

"I'll do it myself—what's he doing in church again?"

"It feels like Brother Bo is performing some kind of psychological treatment on him. He didn't tell me much about the details. It's so annoying." Shen Jie stood up, patted her little hands with satisfaction, and then leaned over to pat her. Knees: "Stand up and take two steps? The new shoes may be a little tight on your feet."

Xiao Yao stood up, but without taking two steps, he roughly pulled Shen Jie over and pulled her into his arms.

Shen Jie was caught off guard. After all, this was the first time she was hugged by a man outside her immediate family, but the current atmosphere did not allow her to push away.

"Okay, okay." The girl patted Xiao Yao's waist and did not hug him back. She just turned her face sideways and pressed her left temple against Xiao Yao's chest.

"I love you forever." Xiao Yao sniffed. What Shen Jie did today really penetrated his heart.

"Okay." Shen Jie told him gently.

——Separating line——

Xiaoling, the teller of "Wenhua Bookstore", was just about to close when two students came into the store.

Wenhua Bookstore is a bookstore that specializes in selling teaching aids and stationery. It is located at the junction of four different high schools, junior high schools, and primary schools. It has obvious location advantages. Now it has the opportunity to take final exams, forming a matrix of value transformation. When I go to a small shop measuring ten square meters, it is often packed to the rafters.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there will be customers coming at this time.

The visitors were a boy and a girl, and the girl had a beauty that made Xiaoling jealous.

As a woman, Xiaoling knew that if she had such beauty, no, just seven points, her life would be in a simple mode, at least she would not have to work as a teller in this small bookstore.

However, God is fair - this girl is not tall. She wears a white shirt on the upper body and a pair of shorts on the lower body. Her two little feet in pink rabbit plastic slippers are wearing short flesh-colored stockings. Judging from her appearance, she should be She's a girl from a suburban county.

The boy on the arm of this little beauty is even stranger - he is quite tall, but a little bit hunched; he has an ordinary appearance, but he is more youthful; he wears old-fashioned black square-framed glasses, a dull crew cut, and is wearing a T-shirt. The pants looked like they were bought from a street stall on Bapu Road, but on her feet she was wearing a pair of genuine black AJs of the season.

Xiaoling looked at it again and again, but still felt that she had not made a mistake. This pair of shoes cost nearly a thousand yuan, and Xiaoling had been coveting them for many days.

Should... he be a rich second generation with unique and hidden tastes? Are all children today so realistic? Xiaoling sighed secretly in her heart.

Although she is almost thirty years old, she still has the dream of marrying Prince Charming and marrying for love.

"I want this." The girl from the suburban county pointed to the black Samsonite backpack hanging above Xiaoling's back: "Do you like it?"

"It's okay, isn't it just a schoolbag?" A rich second-generation boy has one hand in his trouser pocket, and there are band-aids on his forehead and elbows. Could it be that he often fights?

"You are so annoying," the girl from the suburbs gently patted the rich second generation and said, "I like this, I want this."

"Okay, okay, buy, buy." said the rich second generation.

"Is this one?" Xiaoling turned sideways slightly and pointed to the bag above her head: "Samsonite, cowhide, priced at 990 yuan."

"It's too expensive, let's get a cheaper one," said the stingy rich second generation.

"That's it, I like this," the suburban girl pouted and shook the second-generation rich man's arm: "Sister, can you take it for us?"

Xiaoling was very happy that this little beauty did not call her "Auntie" like other students. This girl could become a big success in the future: "Okay, please wait a moment."

But does this style look good on a girl’s back? However, many little girls nowadays like to wear neutral styles, which is normal. Xiaoling thought about it and turned around.

"Hey," the voice of a suburban girl came from behind Xiaoling: "Do you know what I thought of when I saw this backpack?"

"I know," the stingy rich second generation replied, "Friend, please make some fried buns."

Then, the little beauty let out a silver bell-like, wild laughter behind Xiao Ling.

When checking out, the rich second generation took out a China Construction Bank Dragon Card zodiac card with a little monkey painted on the card: "The final exam is tomorrow, what kind of school bag do you want to buy today?"

"Why do you talk so much?" the little beauty asked dissatisfied.

Yes, why do you talk so much? Xiaoling echoed in her heart. With such a good-looking little girlfriend, it is really useless to ask you to buy a 990 schoolbag with a face of reluctance and push back.

"Hehe," the rich second generation smiled sarcastically and helped his girlfriend carry her schoolbag in her hands: "By the way, wife, I was right, the steaks at Zhongyi Fast Food are delicious."

"Hmm..." The little beauty tilted her head and thought for a while: "I can only say that it is a very novel experience with a unique flavor."

The POS machine printed out a receipt, Xiaoling pulled it off and handed it to the rich second generation: "Hello, sir, please sign."

The rich second generation picked up the pen and signed two words at the signature place.
To be continued...