chapter13
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. "Shall we eat hot pot?" Of course, Lu Zhengsi said yes, Miao Jing picked up her bag and wanted to go out, but Lu Zhengsi followed her and looked at Chen Yi hesitantly. "Is Chen Yi not going?" "My brother has a lot of friends and has a lot of entertainment, so he doesn't want to eat with me." Miao Jing didn't look back, and her voice was smiling, "It's fine for the two of us to go." "You two go to eat, I have something to do tonight." Chen Yi shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He turned on the TV and stared at the unintelligible TV series. He leisurely went into the sofa to smoke, but the smoke didn't go down, and a little spark was clearly extinguished at his fingertips. An hour and a half later, Miao Jing came back alone after dinner, smelled the smoke in the room, frowned, and asked Chen Yi why he was still there. "Aren't you going to the billiard hall today?" Chen Yi said lightly, turned off the TV, and went to the balcony with a cigarette. Miao Jing returned to the room, and soon came out, changed into a loose T-shirt and trousers, and threw the dirty clothes into the balcony washing machine. The two of them occupied a certain corner of the balcony. Miao Jing turned his back and asked him, "Do you have a coat to wash? Dark, my two clothes are a little short." "Yes." He spoke lazily, then reached out to lift the T-shirt, crossed his hands and grabbed the corners of the clothes, pulled it up, slid out a narrow waist of gray drawstring sweatpants, and then a flat and hard lower abdomen, a small string of muscles with bulging sacs, a toned chest that climbs up the slope, and a man's collarbone and Adam's apple neck that protrude with honey-colored skin. The black T-shirt was thrown over from the air and hit Miao Jing's head. It was black in front of her eyes, with a hot T-shirt, a strong smell of sweat and tobacco, and the light smell of skin breath and soap. Miao Jing's heart swayed, and the hand holding the laundry detergent bucket also swayed, clearly noticing that the laundry detergent spilled out and leaned on her fingers. "Chen Yi!!" Her tone swayed like a turbulent lake. The clothes completely covered her head, wrapping her head and shoulders, Miao Jing heard his low, dumb, frivolous laughter, and then stepped over, standing a little distance behind her, with a heavy pressure on her back, and the hot body temperature transmitted to her body through a small distance. He stretched out a hand and brushed her shoulder, violently tugging on the T-shirt on her head, the clothes slid down with his strength, messing up her hair and sprinkling it all on her face, his elbow hit her shoulder, her hard bones were broken, she was silent, waiting for the last bit of fabric to slide from her cheek, and finally his eyes lit up, the clothes were pulled in his hand, the bony fingers were scattered, and the clothes fell into the washing machine. Miao Jing's face was hot, and his whole body was stiff. He noticed that he was grinning behind him, and his dazzling and unrestrained smile bloomed silently in the dark night, mixed with the endless residual heat of the autumn day, full of vitality and steaming. "Okay, you can wash it." He turned and entered the house, whistling softly.The man ran away, and Miao Jing was stopped by Chen Yi and Bo Zai. At that time, Chen Yi's methods were still too tender, and his heart was still too soft. He was afraid that Wei Mingzhen would run away with the money and secretly find someone to follow the mother and daughter. Wei Mingzhen snuck around to the train station. Chen Yi knew something was wrong and immediately rushed to the school, just in time to see the man who picked Miao Jing run away. He pretended to be pure and kind, and put his hand on Miao Jing's shoulder. Miao Jing was held hostage to the car, and the motorcycle rumbled out. Her trembling hands grabbed the corner of his clothes, her eardrums roared, and she felt that the motorcycle was running for her life, and finally stopped at the train station - Chen Yi took her to the train station to find Wei Mingzhen and chase the man. While dragging Miao Jing's school uniform, she searched back and forth in the ticket hall, waiting room, and platform, and called Wei Mingzhen. Her daughter was in his hands. The phone was turned off, and no one could be found anywhere. Maybe Wei Mingzhen had left on the earliest train as the man said, and the man was gone. Chen Yi's face became more and more cold, and the tone of his speech to her became more and more fierce: "Where's your mother? Where have you been?" "I don't know..." "You don't know where to go?!" His eyes were violent, he pinched her thin shoulder and yelled at her, "I don't know how she came to pick you up? Say, where did you go?" No matter how much Chen Yi threatened, Miao Jing would only shake her head and say she didn't know, her palm-sized face was as pale as paper, her lips were withered, and her dark eyes were at a loss, stumbling and following him, afraid of being at a loss outside. She really didn't know. The train station couldn't find anyone, and the two of them went home. Chen Yi's hands were like iron pliers to carry her upstairs, Miao Jing fell on the sofa, trembling at Chen Yi, who was as angry as an angry lion, and her face was so cold that she couldn't look at it at all. It seemed that the next moment she pounced on him, she was about to bite Miao Jing hard on the throat. With a cold face and patience, Chen Yi asked Miao Jing again and again - how much money did Wei Mingzhen take away? What did that man do? How did the mother and daughter discuss? How to contact? Miao Jing's face was numb, shrunk into a ball, her lips trembled, and there were only four words, I don't know. "Say another word, you don't know!" Chen Yi's eyes were red, and the veins in her temples burst out. She clenched her fist and waved it out. Miao Jing screamed, her shoulders tightened, and she suddenly closed her eyes
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