"weren’t you like that when we were in love?"
Meng’s mother was very eager to say something at first sight, but she smiled-maybe that’s the reason?
Daughter in love?
I heard that her classmate came back, but I remembered that a while ago, she was still good with a lawyer named Wen.
"That little girl has no luck to marry our daughter," said Meng’s father.
Meng Lin went to her room with a bag after washing, and when she went out, she heard her parents talking about her.
"But she ran to our room as soon as she came back last night. When do you remember the last time she did this?"
Meng’s father naturally remembers just one precious daughter, and the couple remember her daughter very well.
Meng Lin is seldom so excited.
"Mom and Dad, what are you talking about?" Meng Lin walked over in the warm living room and asked not far away
The couple turned to watch their daughter go to work so early not far away with her bag?
"Well," Meng Lin answered after being asked, she suddenly didn’t know what to say and left with her bag on her back.
"After breakfast, you don’t report and punch in every day."
"I have other thing," Meng Lin said.
"Do you want to go to our room first and have a look outside? It’s not too late for you to go again if someone is there."
Meng’s father said that he was awake.
But it is easy to express his little thoughts about his daughter in vain.
Section 52
Meng Lin blushed immediately, Dad.
Meng’s mother couldn’t help laughing.
Meng Lin twist a head into the parents’ room.
-digression–
Yeah, it’s raining
☆ Lawyer Wen is jealous.
The glass curtain is still being baptized by the heavy rain, but when she walks over, Anna’s heart is pounding, but her apricot eyes can’t find the scene she wants outside the window.
Can’t help choking.
Is she thinking too much?
I suddenly feel a terrible headache when I slowly hang my eyes, and I am too soft to lean against the window regardless of the cold window.
Why is he here?
He said she would be on call if she wanted to. He wanted her to take the initiative, didn’t he?
If she doesn’t call him, he won’t show up, will he?
I feel hot all over, and so do my lips.
He was the one who got wet last night, but she was ill.
It’s not fair at all, is it?
But I’ve been in a daze ever since.
Wen Liang stayed in the office all day and never went out to eat, but his mobile phone never left his hand.
However, before the night came, he smiled and put down his mobile phone and got up and walked out with a briefcase.
I wonder what’s wrong with myself.
It was only yesterday that I sent her home, but she didn’t respond to those words.
What’s so important?
Lawyer Jiang came out of the office and stopped him when he saw him. Do you know the cell phone number of the girl I sent home yesterday?
Gentle one leng?
Followed by an immediate reply.
"Well, you can call Meng Lin. If it’s inconvenient for you, I can call myself. Anyway, Miss Meng knows me," said Jiang.
Wen Liang looked at his eyes, and it was raining outside. Two big men were sitting at their colleagues’ desks with long legs and so on.
"hello?" It’s a hoarse voice
"And you are?" Jiang lawyer confused a.
Wen Liang frowned when he heard Jiang’s lawyer talk, but he couldn’t help looking at him.
"I am Meng Lin and you are …"
Meng Lin always feels that the sound is familiar, but she doesn’t know who it is.
"Meng Lin? How did your voice change like this … Are you sick? "
"Lawyer Jiang?"
Meng Lin twisted her eyebrows and didn’t open them.
It’s warm in the bed, but it’s not warm enough for a disappointed and cold heart.