Chapter 344 How can you say that I am a monster?
The meaning of a supper is far more than the taste of food, but also the precious friendship contained in it. This kind of emotion is the most mellow and delicious condiments in cooking.
The last time I was so delicious, I was still the last time.
Therefore, he was interrupted by his father's call in the middle of the supper, and Feng Yuhuai had a little guilty about it.
She squatted, letting her eyes be equal to Xiaojuan, and a serious apology:
"I'm sorry Xiao Juan, my father really doesn't know how to call when he picks up. If I don't pick him up, I will keep playing. >
Xiao Juan looked at Feng Yuhuai tears, and the tone of the other party was still gentle, even more gentle than usual, and the cheeks were still sweet, and even because of red lips, it became more and more gorgeous.
But Xiaojuan only felt like falling in the ice cave, and the temperature was gone a little bit.
When Feng Yuhuai saw Xiaojuan not talking, she reached out and dragged Xiaojuan to twist into twisted arms, as if she was coquettish between girlfriends:
"Don't be angry. So, I will let my father come to apologize to you in the future. If it is not enough, I can let my mother come too, how about, hee hee-"
Xiaojuan didn't feel too painful, because Feng Yuhuai was intimate with the red line to help her block the sensation of the pain. She just felt like her body was soaked in a hot spring, crispy.
But her heart, her soul was as painful as fried by the oil pan.
Xiaojuan tried his best to spit out a weak voice intermittently: "For-, why?"
Feng Yuhuai stunned, and turned her head for a while before reacting what Xiaojuan was asking. She answered seriously:
"Because I'm hungry, I have to eat when I'm hungry. In our bedroom, my favorite is you. Do you bear to see me hungry?"
Xiaojuan crooked her head, and the left eye was dried and dehydrated from the eyes. The eye sockets of the black hole ticked to Feng Yuhuai:
"Yazhi, you eaten -Ya -Zhi?"
Feng Yuhuai's face showed a strong nostalgic color, and there seemed to be a hint of unspeakable sadness in the corner of her eyes. She nodded sadly:
"Well, that's the first time I was hungry. I was so panic at that time. I didn't taste it much. Every time I thought of it, I still felt sorry for Yazhi."
Xiaojuan's only beautiful eyes were full of sadness and grief. After a long silence, she finally squeezed out a few words:
"You -what -what -change -to be?"
I do n’t know if it ’s because the supper tonight is particularly delicious. Feng Yuhuai feels that his brains have returned to Qingming, as if the split brain is re -combined into one, and the completeness of the past.
Her words became smooth again, and her expression resumed her lives and lives in the past.
Feng Yuhuai reached out, and her fingertips gently passed through Xiao Juan's trembling eyelashes. On this quiet night, she shared the secrets of dewen to her girlfriend:
"I remember that day, Yang Tuo sent me home, and then I left him in that room. I thought I could escape. As a result, I escaped, and I was taken to the black The clinic, then it became like this ... "
Feng Yuhuai sighed with a long sigh, and his eyes turned strangely into two rotating coils:
"Do you know, when I realized that all the sources of all this turned out to be caused by my brother, I hated him. I called him a few times and wanted to ask him to come out to have a meal with him. Unfortunately, he always, he always always Don't pick me up. "
"Still you're better, Xiaojuan, as soon as I call you, you will follow me obediently, hee hee-"
"But then, I suddenly didn't hate him so much. On the contrary, I started to thank my brother because if it wasn't for him, I would never have the opportunity to taste so delicious and delicious food that can touch the soul."
Feng Yuhuai gently licked the blood on the corner of his lips, and then asked his girlfriend with a sincere and complex emotion:
"What do you say, Xiaojuan, do you think I should hate my brother or should I be grateful?" Xiaojuan opened her mouth and said nothing.
At this time, Feng Yuhuai seemed to think of something suddenly. She quickly picked up her mobile phone, opened the news page, and then posted her mobile phone screen on Xiaojuan's face, while smiling at the same time:
"My annoying father still wants to deceive me. In fact, I knew in the afternoon that my stupid brother had an accident. He seemed to kill an individual, and then was arrested by the patrol room."
"The little thing of killing, my stupid brother can mess up, Xiaojuan, how can I have such a stupid brother, hee hee-"
Xiaojuan widened her raised eyes. She felt that her eyes were gradually dehydrating and became dry. Feng Yuhuai in front of her eyes was slowly blurred.
In the middle of her, she seemed to see Feng Yuhuai's head, and a vague red shadow was lying there.
The shadow was like Feng Yuhuai was often placed on the bedside before, and then accidentally lost the cloth doll.
The cloth doll was lying on Feng Yuhuai's head, with a bright red mouth, as if he was eating her head.
She was eating Feng Yuhuai, just like Feng Yuhuai was eating me? Intersection Intersection
The light in Xiaojuan's eyes gradually dimmed. She looked at the cloth doll, and it seemed to laugh at her strangely.
Xiaojuan closed her eyes weakly, and she murmured gently with the last faint strength:
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"Yuhuai, Monster ..."
No one can know that before Xiaojuan was eaten, her final last words was to cursed Feng Yuhuai into a monster or reminding her that there was a monster on her head.
However, Feng Yuhuai determined that it was the former, and the smile on her face was instantly solidified, just like the frost that suddenly arrived in the winter, and she climbed out of the gangsters of the people.
She raised her hand on Xiaojuan's head, and countless red lines surged, decomposed Xiaojuan's body into a new blood line, and then pulled up together and pulled back into her body.
"Xiaojuan, I regard you as the closest roommate, and I told you all my secrets, how can you say that I am a monster so cruelly?"
Feng Yuhuai's eyes showed a strange anger, but quickly calmed down and turned into a hee of laughter:
"However, I don't blame you. When you integrate into my body, you will completely understand me. We will always be close friends, just like before, just like Yazhi. Zhi? "
In the laughter of hee hee, Feng Yuhuai's shoulder is concave and a face woven from the red line. It is the shape of Lu Yazhi's shape. Girlfriends.
In a moment, those intertwined red lines were all melted like ebb, and they were re -remitted into Feng Yuhuai's body, as if they had never appeared.
On the ground, only a pool of abandoned clothes and a mobile phone with a shiny screen were left.
The mobile phone screen is a photo of several girlfriends that hold each other together. The fixed picture is lined with the head of her shoulders at this time, like a eternal scroll that tells friendship.
Warm, beautiful, never separate ...
(End of this chapter)