turn a rival into a wife

The wind howled in, and it couldn't blow away the two people's eyes on the wheat awning.

Dangerous anger was suppressed in the dog's eyes.

There is a cold and calm look in the light-colored pupils.

Do not give in to each other.

The corners of Ren Er's mouth were pursed, and as he breathed out, his ferocious facial features slowed down a little bit: "You helped me last night, if I can still meet you in the future, I will treat it as if I don't know you, and never I won’t look at you more than once, never say a word to you, and immediately untie the rope that binds me.”

When it came to the last sentence, there was a tendency to go berserk again.

Song Wanting was also aware of the danger, although he had a hundred ways to deal with Ren Er, but with only the two of them, he had to admit that he couldn't beat Ren Er.

Now that the other party has compromised, he put the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray: "What you say is what you say."

Ren Er walked over impatiently and turned his back to him: "Don't ink, you think I'm happy to talk to you."

Song Wanting then untied the tie in his hand, but he still did not relax his vigilance.

Ren Er had no intention of fighting him at all, and quickly untied the tie on his feet.

After being completely free, he heard him take a deep breath, as if he was relieved, he turned his head and gave Song Wanting a vicious look, turned around and left without saying a word.

Just as Song Wanting put his heart back into his stomach, Ren Er turned around again. He quickly grabbed the fruit knife hidden behind his back, and asked sternly.

Ren Er saw his frightened look in his eyes, glanced at his hands hidden behind his back, and laughed in his heart, an old man who is strong on the outside but does nothing on the inside.

He gestured on his face: "You didn't draw anything this time, did you?"

Song Wanting raised and lowered his eyelids: "No."

Ren Er snorted and walked away swaggeringly. When he came out of the house, he was turned around a few times by the exaggerated courtyard, and looked back at Song Wanting's house.

Fuck!

This is the princess who lives in the castle.

Ah really rich.

He didn't know where it was, and he couldn't find the bus stop. He finally got out of the villa area by the No. 11 bus and took a taxi. He closed his eyes tiredly.

After a while, he fell asleep again groggy.

Dirty lamps flickered in the lampshade, and occasionally made a buzzing sound, and the dog cages were close together, filling the small room.

Some people were panting in pain, some were crying softly, and some were muttering to themselves.

They were all locked in a dog cage, all of them were disheveled and dazed, all under the age of 14, and Ren Er was one of them, bound hands and feet in a dog cage.

The iron door creaked open, as if opening the gates of hell.

All the voices stopped, and everyone tried their best to shrink up and lean towards the corner. The same was true for 13-year-old Ren Er, who shivered and rubbed back a little bit.

Dirty couldn't see the facial features clearly, only his fear could be seen in those eyes.

A ferocious man walked in, and the tall man bumped into the lamp, knocking out the only light source in the room, and the sound of "snap" was the sound of the whip being drawn in the air.

Little Ren Er buried his head in his knees, tears washed two lines of dirt on his face, and kept praying in his heart not to choose him, not to choose him...

But the sound of heavy footsteps walked towards him, stepping on his heart one after another, making the weak man almost breathless, the lock was opened, followed by a deafening shout: "Get out!"

The man roared, picked up the iron chain hanging by the door, and tied the other end of the iron chain around the neck of little Ren Er. As the man tugged hard, blood soon appeared on the neck of little Ren Er, Was dragged out like a dog.

"no, do not want……"

Ren Er suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight. The fear in the dog's eyes had not dissipated, and he looked at the driver in front of him in a daze. Cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and his eyelids trembled.

After a little bit of recovery, he looked back at his wrist, where there were red marks tied by Song Wanting.

He rubbed frantically, and rubbed the red mark into a large area, even turning bloody, it looked like he had skin allergies, and then he felt better, rubbing his forehead and leaning back panting heavily.

When he got out of the car to pay, he wished he could go back to Song Wanting's house. The fare cost 230 yuan!

He had paid three months' salary in advance from Brother Long, and now he only has less than 1000 yuan left. He has to live for more than three months, and once the fare is paid, he only has 500 yuan left.

Depressedly got out of the car, the driver brother suddenly called him: "Handsome guy, there is something behind you."

He fumbled on his back suspiciously, it seemed to be a piece of paper, and when he pulled it off, there were four large characters written on an A4 piece of paper: I am an idiot.

He was speechless, he wasn't even angry.

"Childish ghost!" muttered and tore the paper to shreds, he was so ashamed to do such a thing at such an advanced age, he panicked for him.

Returning to work in the evening, when he appeared, many regular customers were very concerned and asked about this and that. He greeted them warmly, toasted a few more glasses of wine, went to the second floor, propped his hands on the railing and carefully scanned the ground people,

Gauss stood beside him: "Boss, shall we continue to take revenge?"

"Forget it, I'll beat up those people anyway, and keep an eye on them in the past few days." Although they all performed some simple cover-ups last night, it was not impossible for them to be recognized.

He looked at the time and then at the people on the dance floor: "Why are there so few people?" It was only half of the usual.

Gao Si's expression was not very good, and he snorted: "A new store opened in the back street, and the previous bathing store has been taken down. It is more than twice the size of ours. The opening is a big bargain, and the drinks are half-price. Everyone ran away."

After Ren Er glanced at him, he pointed at his head: "Why did you tell me!"

Gauss was aggrieved and rubbed his head: "The boss said that you were injured and fell in love recently. They open the store normally, and it's useless to tell you, so I didn't let you."

When Ren Er heard this, he nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

When he went back, Gauss kept following him in case someone would attack him again, but he refused.

Recently, he really doesn't care much about the affairs of the store. Brother Long gives him so much money every month, and if he is not regarded as an outsider, he can't push his feet.

Tomorrow, I will still go to the newly opened shop.

He thought about it all the way, and when he got to the community, he narrowed his eyes, and that luxury car appeared again, didn't it? Could it be that someone who drives this car really lives here?

If so, there is probably something wrong with that person.

He strolled towards the building of his house, and when he got close, he heard the sound of a beer can being crushed. When he reached the door opening, a beer can rolled out of the door opening.

He clicked his tongue in disgust, and kicked the beer can back: "Throw the trash into the trash, you trash!"

Turning around while talking, under the dim light in the corridor, Song Wanting was sitting on the stairs with a drunken red face, with six or seven beer cans beside him.

This is really unexpected garbage.

Why sit in the doorway of his house?

To block him?

His thoughts turned and he saw the other party squinting his eyes completely drunk, thinking that this morning he forced himself to pretend that he didn't know him in the future. Go upstairs.

When he reached the second floor, he stopped and turned around. Song Wanting was not far behind him, leaning against the wall, smiling silly at him.

"Laughing fart." He continued to climb the stairs with a straight face, and the footsteps behind him followed him.

When she stopped again, Song Wanting was three steps lower than him, stretched out her hand to him, and said sweetly: "Hug."

Ren Er's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he ran up in a panic: "Who is your baby, shameless!" The tips of his ears turned red instantly.

After running up half a floor, he stopped and looked down, Song Wanting was sitting on the platform at the corner, such a dirty and clean Song Wanting.

The more he looked, the worse he looked, and he went back with a stinky face, impatiently kicking Song Wanting's knee: "Hey."

Song Wanting raised his head, with tears streaming down his face, raised his left hand to Ren Er, with his wrist drooping down, and cried aggrievedly: "It hurts...he hit me..."

Ren Er seemed to see a piece of ice melted suddenly, and inside was a brightly colored flower, a piece of soft, glutinous and sweet pastry, and a cute and cute little animal.