[Criminal Minds] Ways to Make a Knight Mine

The neon lights in the circle, the little lights on the Christmas tree, the lights in the store, and even the street lights on the street look brighter than usual.

Fireworks suddenly exploded in the air, screams and cheers erupted in the street, children set out to eat on the street, they ran and jumped around, I was afraid I would bump into them accidentally.

When we walked to the street, Morgan hugged me and kissed me. We stood in the middle of the road, and there were young people doing the same thing as us, but they didn't expect Morgan to be so bold, and they all started whistling.

He didn't even close his eyes when he kissed me, just looked at me with a smile, I wanted to cover his eyes, but he held my hand and insisted on looking at me, I gave up after a while and hugged him silently neck.He licked my lips, and then ate it, sucking it as if he was tasting it. Fortunately, the sound of the fireworks was loud, otherwise I would definitely have heard the soul-stirring sound of saliva.After sucking for a while he stuck his tongue in and entangled it, from the jaws all the way to the throat and then slid out along the side.After kissing so many times, my technique has improved so much that I can even match his tongue. He paused in surprise, and I was secretly happy.

"Merry Christmas." With parted lips, he looked down at me with stars in his eyes that fascinated me.

"Merry Christmas." I couldn't help but kiss him again, like I was starving to death if I didn't kiss Morgan, we kissed again in the middle of a noisy crowd, and he ripped his scarf off me Wrap up.

"Is the lip gloss delicious?" I asked him out of breath.

He rubbed off a piece of red with his thumb as if provoking me, and put it in his mouth sexyly: "What's the taste today? Raspberry?"

"Guess right!" I took his hand and printed a lipstick mark.

He flirts perfectly, kisses the lipstick mark, then hugs me around with a big laugh.

We walked to the biggest Christmas tree on the street and asked a little brother to help us take a photo. His hand was on my shoulder, and we were quite intimate.

"Christmas gift." He took out a jewelry box, opened it, and inside was a thin pendant, hanging a delicate little Christmas tree, with the number "1" inlaid inside, shining under the light of colored lights.

I took it out in surprise: "I've never seen such a design!"

"I customized it myself. This is the first year we have been together. Next year you can receive a '2'. When you get old, you can take out dozens of them. Wouldn't it be a great sense of accomplishment?"

He gave a gentle smile, and I was a little damn touched.

"Bring it to you?"

"No!" I snatched the small box and stuffed it into my bag like a treasure, "I want to keep it, so that when I take out dozens of them in the future, they will all be as bright as new!"

Morgan laughed out loud looking at me as if I was facing an enemy.

As for when I know that the engagement ring he chose is in the same series as this necklace, that will be another story.

******

After I got home, I turned on my phone and received many messages of congratulations. The one that made me laugh the most was Reid’s message. He talked at length about the importance of Christmas in history, and finally said Merry Christmas to me coyly.By the way, even Joseph's kind of dead house expressed his blessing. He used code to spell out a Merry Christmas pattern and sent me the picture, and he didn't forget to put a bumblebee heart at the bottom.

These freaks I know are really cute.

On the day of food, I don't care if I gain another pound the next day, I just want to share happiness and happiness with Morgan.We hugged and sat on the sofa with pudding and pies in our hands and ate wildly. While watching the host on TV amused, we opened the curtains to watch the fireworks in the distance. Being immersed in happiness, I easily felt hungry. I stuffed half a box of egg tarts in it, and I didn't stop until I felt sick from the smell of egg tarts.

But Christmas for the two of us was a bit deserted after all. Morgan's family is in Chicago, and my parents are far away on the other side of the ocean. It is difficult to share the joy of reunion at this moment.

"Are we going to have a baby next Christmas?" His hot breath hits my ear, making me feel hot all over.I stared at him for a long time before realizing that he was indeed talking about children.

"Where are you thinking!" I couldn't laugh or cry, "Is it okay to be pregnant for at least nine months?" - Well, I'm not normal, I was actually discussing the issue of having a baby with him, obviously we are not married yet.Just thinking about it makes me blush.

He smiled and hugged me into his lap: "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Do you know what my ideal life is? You, me, two children, I'd better not work overtime every day, eat the meals you cook every day, have endless ice cream, and then I will convert the study into a family room , the child's room should be covered with light green wallpaper."

"You think too far..."

"I hope my dream will come true." He took my left hand and kissed the root of the ring finger, and gently drew a virtual circle on it with his hand. I already knew exactly what he meant.

My body seemed to have been injected with a dose of stimulant drugs. From the top of my head to the soles of my feet, I felt a sense of bliss, but at the same time my nerves were also tense with excitement.I was overwhelmed by the great joy, I organized the language, and also organized the little reason left in my mind.

After hundreds of thousands of turns, there was only one sentence in my mind: I want to be with him forever!

He looked at me and started kissing me slowly.

"Don't be nervous, this is not a formal proposal, it's just a hint, telling you that Derek Morgan may propose to you soon." He took the pudding from my hand, pushed me down on the sofa with all his strength, and said with a smile , "If you don't want to listen to me, then I can do it myself?"

All the shyness of the past has flown away, and now I can only nod expectantly as I covet Morgan.

Ah, facing his body, I am already a useless person.

Morgan smiled and grabbed my hand and stretched it down: "Honey, take out that gun of your man, it's about to be loaded."

I shook my hands, half excited, the other half still excited.

The first time was fast and intense, we didn't even take our clothes off, we just made do with the feeling, and it wasn't until the second time that he started flirting and torturing me, with my favorite, full body cover pose.I was trembling and enjoying, this guy's technique is perfecting day by day, although I am also improving, but I am still far behind him, which makes me a little discouraged amidst the tide of joy.

"How is it? Is it great?" He made me speechless.God, what medicine did he take wrongly today, and he asked such a naive question!I looked at his child-like smug smile and tilted my head speechlessly. As soon as I tilted my head, he started to kiss my exposed neck again.

"Good gun..." I murmured in a low voice, but he still heard it, and buried his grin in my chest.

"I told you not to let you kiss here!" After taking a shower, I looked in the mirror and looked at the obvious bite marks and hickey marks on my neck, and couldn't help but go crazy.

It's a good thing it's winter, if it's summer I'd really go crazy.

The guy involved said that he really just didn't mean to, and swore he would never kiss there again next time-the same vow he had said to me three times this week.

"Men are liars." I whispered the famous aphorism.

He came over and hugged me, with coaxing words at his fingertips: "Baby, how could your man be a liar, I opened my heart to you sincerely..." While talking, he started to part my hair and kiss my neck .

Oh the liar.

The author has something to say: Send out some dog food on Chinese Valentine’s Day~ I wish you all a happy life with Morgan~

☆、Morgan slapping 25

I found myself and Joseph hit it off unexpectedly.After the initial embarrassing period, we found common topics in comics, games, and hand-made models. It is quite rare to meet a bosom friend in these niche hobbies. Since then, Joseph has gradually removed his indifferent and gloomy attitude. Mask, turned into a lively and talkative fat man.

I have great admiration for Joseph's skill at collecting hardcover games, and I have to admit I'm not as good as him in that regard.With a common language, he began to share his out-of-print collection with me, and he was quite generous in this regard.

I used to see Morgan taking off his coat and couldn't help but go hungry. Since I had the out-of-print game that I was thinking about, most of my energy was diverted, and I gradually became more reserved in that regard. Morgan is very dissatisfied with my playing games every night and ignoring his behavior. He often has wars with me at night to grab the game console or drag me away from the XBOX. After repeated battles, he was dragged to the bed or various places to teach him a lesson.

Until he accidentally played the Elder Scrolls with me and became a faithful believer... Well, another story.

For the time being, he is just an activist on the bed. Just the night before he went to Texas, he hugged me wetly and kissed me. I quickly turned over holding the game console. I am amazed by the technology. Just in the process of turning over, with my precise control, my protagonist still has half of his health.I am awesome.

Morgan spread his hands helplessly and thumped the mattress: "Hey! How can you do this! I'm leaving tomorrow!"

"I'm going to miss you so much..." I said affectionately, keeping my eyes on my game console.

"Where do you miss me? Here?" He teased, and something hard rubbed against my back.

I poked it out responsibly.

"Come on, you're not usually like this, honey, don't you miss the hot and wonderful night life we ​​used to have?"

"They're wonderful, but I decided to be a bed lady."

"God! Damn lady, I'd be happier if you were as enthusiastic as usual." Taking advantage of my free hand, he grabbed it on his chocolate-colored plump chest muscles, "Don't you like it? I like it very much."

I hesitated before the beauty.

This was an opportunity for Morgan to take advantage of. He took my game console and threw it over the bed, flipped me over and over like a pancake, and asked vaguely, "I didn't The game console is charming? Huh? You think I'm not as charming as the game console?"

He didn't let me go even when I complimented him by yelling "You're [-] times more attractive than that broken game console".

Early the next morning, this guy David urged me to come early. I walked into the office with weak steps. Joseph pointed to the obvious red marks on my neck and yelled hell.

"Jenny, have you been bitten by something!"

That's right, by a disobedient wild black leopard at home.

Joseph made a fuss and circled around me, humming, the innocent nerd is too shallow, he will understand when he grows up.I turned on the computer and connected to the database: "What case again?"

"A guy robbed three pharmacies and is on the run."

"Well..." I connected the voice to David, "This guy is so arrogant, he dares to show his face to the camera."

The cases in the police station are usually not as high-end as BAU’s serial murder cases. Most of the cases we deal with are common robbery, drug trafficking, and gang fights. These people do not have strict organization and strong criminal consciousness, and they always leave some clues. In a high-tech society, it becomes an easy job for technicians.

"He stole Shu Beisheng, drug rehabilitation drugs, checked the records of all drug rehabilitation centers in Virginia within two months, and enlarged the camera pictures for comparison."

"Got it." Since I made a little image filtering program the cross-contrasts are flying fast, "Mark Wheat, just got out of Norfolk rehab three weeks ago, the guy had plastic surgery, but his face The structure has not changed, I found it."

Joseph interjected: "This guy's criminal history is really hard to describe."

"I've sent you the license plate number," I said to David. "He's got a GPS on his car. I've located it. He's right in front of St. Paul's Church...wait a minute, he's stopped!"

"Oh my god, he changed the car!" David shouted, "The license plate number is 2BCXXXX, continue to locate!"

Joseph lazily turned off the satellite image.

"It's a pity, boss, his car has the GPS system removed, but this doesn't affect you to catch him, because there is a dead end in front of him, this guy probably lost his mind without taking drug rehab medicine. By the way, his This car—is the car of the big drug dealer Peter, well, my computer tells me that he never forgets to visit Peter every year, and it seems that the two have a good relationship."

David gritted his teeth on the other side of the call: "Very well, I was wondering why Peter was able to show his psychic powers in prison. This time, I have something to ask when I catch him."

Joseph made a face at me.

After the interrogation, the result became clear. The guy we caught was actually the younger brother Peter took in when he swept the drug field back then. He intended to help the elder brother in prison regain his supernatural power. Unfortunately, his IQ was not enough. He was caught by the police just after he came out of the drug rehabilitation center. This time he was finally reunited with his old Big Brother, but in prison.

Dumb crime is like a comedy, and if every criminal in Virginia could be as dumb as he is, I'd really be able to eat and drink and die.I have to sigh, technology is changing with each passing day, and the era of brainless crime is over.

I called Morgan's private phone when I was bored, and it was directly transferred to voicemail. I knew they were dealing with a high-level serial crime, hell mode.

"Are you going well there? Well... Actually, there is nothing to say, you are ten thousand times more handsome than my game console, I miss you, that's all."

Ah, how lonely it is to not be able to flirt with Morgan on a sunny day.

Joseph looked disgusted: "You are so nasty."

"Oh, that's because you haven't fallen in love yet, little boy." I saw that he was about to get angry and quickly changed the subject, "Do you want to see the code of my applet for filtering images? I swear that after you use it, image data Dual analysis can be twice as fast as before."

He put on a look of "I don't care about your code", but his eyes couldn't stop glancing at my screen.

******

I called Morgan for several days and it went to voicemail, but there was no reply, which made me a little surprised. Although he was out of the field for a long time, he would always find a free time to send me a text message or something, and there was no message. It was the first time.

It is estimated to be a rather difficult case.

Working separately made me know nothing about his whereabouts, but I couldn't help paying attention to him when I was in the same post of justice. I also saw a lot of various cases when I first stepped into this field, and He always faced the most terrible and dehumanizing nights.

Technician is the character who is the busiest when he is busy and the most idle when he is idle. Morgan did not reply every day, and I was not even in the mood to continue playing the game, so I simply handed over the character to Joseph for safekeeping.I turned on the phone more and more often, and every time the phone vibrated, I was ecstatic to see if it was a letter from Morgan, but the result was always quite disappointing.

"Hey, you have to learn to regulate your mood." Joseph studied my code, "If you really love him, you have to love him, you have to be nice to the person he loves, in short, to yourself Be nice and make yourself happy."

"Thank you for your comfort. What you said really makes sense, but I don't believe you made up such a profound statement."

He pointed to the book in his hand: ""100 Sentences to Capture a Girl's Heart", do you need a copy for your boyfriend?"

"No, he's Shakespeare-level when it comes to flirting."

"In short, you need to relax. Maybe he will come back tomorrow? Do you know that if you are so nervous all day, the code you code will become ugly."

"...I suggest you go back and read your 100 sentences about picking up girls."

Morgan called me the day he got back, and I was working overtime with Joseph.

When I got home, I found out that he had come back. I was not as moved and joyful as before, and I jumped up and kissed him, because he was undressing and sitting on a chair to apply the medicine himself.

His left hand was wrapped with a thick bandage, his forehead was covered with blood-oozing gauze, the bruises at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible, and he had been slashed on the back, leaving a new cut.

When he heard me come in, he turned and smiled at me: "I miss you."

I stood at the door and stared at him blankly. I've seen many scars on Morgan's body. He said they were proof of honor, but this is the first time I've seen him with so many horrific new injuries.

He looked at my struggling face, showed a gentle smile, and stretched out his uninjured arm to me: "Come here, my girl, let me hug you."

I approached him, not daring to touch his wound, or even hugging him hard, I could only wrap my arms around him loosely.

He hugged me and laughed softly: "Don't be like this, your man is not so useless, a small injury, it doesn't hurt at all."

I saw his hospitalization certificate on the table with sharp eyes, and I took it over, my hands were shaking: "Concussion...you stayed in the hospital for three days?!"

"Don't..." He probably wanted to hide this piece of paper, but he looked very embarrassed after being caught by me, "Baby, it's just a slight concussion, I didn't take it seriously at all, look, I'm fine now .”

"God, I'm so worried about you..." I buried my nose in his arms a little bit.

"What are you thinking about, don't be sad, I'm fine."

He kisses my forehead.Hot kisses landed on my skin and I realized he was really here.

He has to be here and I must not lose him.

The author has something to say: Little Daily~

☆、Morgan slapping 26

"That bastard set a trap for me and tied me up." He can't move his left arm at all now, and his lying posture is quite joyful. It hurts, Hotch they came too early, I can definitely survive another day."

This guy is talking hard again.

Our fingers were intertwined, and I leaned on his bare shoulders, and I could see large and small wounds on his upper body when I looked down.

"Hey sweetheart, look at me." He looked me straight in the eyes under the warm light of the sconce. "I'm fine, I swear."

There was a palm-sized scabbed scar on his right rib. When I touched it, it was hard, rough and uneven, and it was a blood-stained brown-red.

"If you can, don't take the initiative to take the risk again, okay? You will scare me..." I saw that he was very uncomfortable when he was injured. Morgan has a very aggressive and strong physique. He is a typical survival type. He is very capable of fighting and being beaten. Every time he goes deep into the tiger's den, he always rushes to the front line. bet.I closed my eyes and plugged my ears to selectively ignore this fact, but his scarred appearance made me realize that this is his proud job, he is an FBI agent, and he has to bear it.

"I know, I know." He hugged me and whispered, "Listen, I won't leave you alone, I will definitely come back, you don't have to worry about me, the only thing you need to do is wait for me to come back I kiss."

I kissed his lips and was actively sucked by him.The guy who couldn't use his left arm was obviously not as comfortable as before. I backed up mischievously, and he grabbed my shoulder with his backhand in a bit of embarrassment and pulled me back.

His lips were a little dry and cracked, with a slight smell of blood. I licked it delicately, as if applying layer after layer of lipstick to him, until I felt his lips become moist.

I feel sorry for him.

The kiss was almost over, we parted affectionately, looked at each other, the romantic time didn't last for three seconds, Morgan immediately smiled like a rascal: "Do you feel it?"

I silently rolled my eyes.I knew it was impossible for him to talk about feelings with me all the time, his real purpose has long since been irresistible.

"Hey, be careful with your left hand." I pushed him jokingly, "Or I'll be on top, you're half disabled now."

He leaned down and stared at me, his eyes were like a falcon locking its prey, I was so hairy by him, he rubbed my chest hard, and smirked provocatively: "I have to let you understand that your man can still hold your hand without an arm. You're half dead."

I spread my hands.The bull can't blow too much.

After half an hour, I still sat on him.

******

After the new year, the dilapidated building of the Virginia State Police Department finally got some construction. Joseph and I moved to a larger office, with all the facilities on each floor, and we no longer had to climb three floors just for a free cup of yogurt.

But New Years is also our busiest time, with so many small robberies and arson attacks, I suspect people's adrenaline will be pumped so much that they will be locked up in a detention center to play a big ticket Yesterday, David caught another group of teenagers who wanted to set fire to Wal-Mart. The brats sat in the interrogation room one by one, waiting for their parents to call their lawyers.

I connected four communication lines, respectively to the Quantico branch, the prison, the patrol car, and David’s cell phone. He was lying on his table half dead like a wilted eggplant, with green smoke coming out of his head.

David catches a robbery gang on New Year's Eve, the mayor awards him a medal, and he gets a big promotion.But he didn't go up, he chose to stay with us on the grounds that he wanted to be a cop and not a politician.Also in the New Year, his wife Mary gave birth to a lovely boy, and my boss officially became a winner in life with both career and love.

I went to see the kid with Morgan, and David named him Nicholas, which is Greek for justice and victory.He really looks like David, seven years old, I have a hunch that he may look more handsome than his father David in the future.I couldn't help but wonder what Morgan's baby would look like.

Morgan is indeed a friend of children. When I held the little boy, he cried, but he was very cute in Morgan's arms, and even giggled with Morgan's thumb in his mouth.

Morgan looked at me with smug eyebrows.

When we walked out of David Hospital arm in arm, just in time for the street lights to light up one by one, illuminating the entire busy street.We stood on the pavement pressing the road and he slowed down to accommodate me - he's been very patient.Looking at the colorful city, I thought of the strange and lonely feeling when I first came to a foreign country, but I gradually got used to it, and I still reaped love here, and his long-lasting love made me feel safe and warm.

I am glad that I am a brave guy. I dare to pursue career and love. This kind of spirit can be called enthusiasm or stupidity. In any case, I believe that I can always get something by following my heart and letting go, and it turns out that I want to That's right.Although I am still far from being a winner in life, my life is full and happy, and I still insist on the belief of working hard, which is enough.

I turned my head to look at him, he looked at me with a tacit understanding, and we smiled at each other.

"When will we get married?" I said suddenly.

This is also a decision I have thought about for a long time. I know that he has already made up his mind to live with me, and he is just waiting for my answer. After I think about it, my answer is YES.

My voice was loud enough even in a crowded street, he looked at me in surprise, and then joy and emotion filled his eyes.

We stopped in the crowd and he started kissing me and I kissed back passionately.We don't care if this is the most prosperous place in the city, we only do what we want to do most.

He showed panic for the first time, and his tongue rushed in impatiently, not knowing where to go. Our saliva was intertwined, and the sticky and inseparable feeling made me intoxicated.

After a while we parted, I hugged his waist and said, "This kind of marriage proposal is too crude, right..."

He stroked my hair and smiled, but his voice was trembling: "Yes, it's too crude. Didn't I tell you that I'll get you a better one."

I asked David for leave in advance and returned to China during the Spring Festival. Joseph said that if I bring him back a box of Latiao, he will help me finish a box of materials—he always thinks that the peerless delicacy of Latiao is very rare and expensive, and he has no concept of a pack of [-] cents.

Morgan and Hotch took a long time to ask for a week's vacation. Unfortunately, after the festival, and because he delayed the case report, he was detained by Hotch for another two days.

I plan to go back to China with my parents first, Morgan after me, and then we will go back together.

I talked about this with my parents in the video, they are all enlightened parents, and they also know the career plans of the two of us, they just let me think carefully about my life, if I think I must have Morgan in my life, then They are willing to gladly accept.

They talked with Morgan in the video. Morgan learned a little bit of etiquette through my careful training, but he still seemed quite nervous, holding my hand the whole time, urging me to write what he should say on a piece of paper and hand it to him. Laughing: "Are you nervous?"

"When was I ever nervous?" He sternly said, "It's enough for me to tell them I love you, why am I nervous?"

I won't reveal how he secretly checked the Internet late at night to make the middle-aged and elderly people in China happy.

The author has something to say: It always feels like the end is coming...

But there are still a lot of sugar-sprinkling episodes that have not been written~

☆、Morgan slapping 27

"I'm not feeling well." He sat on my bed and complained to me on the first day back to China.He hated my single bed, he wanted to sleep in the big squishy double we had in Virginia.

"Then go back to the hut quickly, the hut has a double bed." I pushed him, "Didn't I tell my parents that you will sleep in the guest room?"

"Come on, you are my woman, why should I not sleep with you?"

His "I'm right all the time" look makes me want to throw him out.

"If you sleep here, don't complain, sleep obediently, be quiet, and don't be discovered." I threw him a pillow that I used in junior high school.

He looked at my room with great interest, looked left and right, and pointed to a photo on the corner of the desk: "Is this you? How old are you? Nine or ten years old?"

I stared in shock at this dark photo that had tormented me for years - oh my god why did my dad put this thing on my desk again? !

I firmly deny that the guy standing next to the monkey and laughing in red shorts and green socks with a missing front tooth is me.

However, how could I panic? I pretended to be calm and walked in front of the photo, turned sideways to block it, and smiled and said, "What's wrong? Don't you think I was beautiful when I was young?"

He raised his face and nodded: "Well...Of course my princess, you are so beautiful that I can suffocate you all the time, even if you are wearing red shorts and green socks." Oh, don't try to lie to me, I can clearly see that he has suppressed his smile To trembling all over.

The forced and elegant smile on my face was a bit unbearable.

"God bears witness, every word I say comes from the heart." He came over, covered me with his tall body and moved his hands and feet, intending to cover up his impulse to laugh with a kiss, "Really, kiss me, You'll see how sincere I am."

I avoided his kiss: "Derek Morgan, I clearly saw you smiling just now."

"How is it possible, you are absolutely wrong." He leaned closer to me, "Come closer and see if I am smiling, huh? Am I smiling?" When our noses were still a finger away, he He grabbed my head violently and kissed me involuntarily.

I had to bend my upper body back and put my hands on the edge of the desk. In the silent late night, the sound of kissing and sucking would be amplified countless times, and it would reach my ears clearly, even though I knew there was a gap between the rooms. Wall, I still shrink my shoulders in fear.

"Relax." He patted my butt, picked me up and put me on the table. This position allows him to be sandwiched between my legs. I don't know what he thinks. Anyway, I think this is quite erotic. Qing, in other words, quite let me feel.

"Are you crazy..." I couldn't help trembling, "My table will shake!"

He raised his head from my chest, with a smile in his dark eyes: "You don't want to come here once?"

"It's not..." It's rather interesting.

He smirked: "Then just shut up and enjoy, sweetheart, I won't let it make a sound, and you'd better not let yourself make a sound."

After speaking, he pushed hard, very slowly but very deeply, he firmly controlled me and didn't let me move, and the table didn't creak and shake, but I was distracted by his blow, fortunately, I almost passed out when I covered my mouth scream out.

"Look, the table didn't move, right?" He came again, slowly and deeply, "So don't worry about the table, worry about yourself."

I trembled: "Can you stop doing this, please hurry up..."

"Can't be faster, the table will shake if you hurry up." He blocked me with this sentence, watching me tremble because of him again and again.Guys love the way their partner is intoxicated in their dick, and Morgan is no exception, he doesn't even pull it out, he just moves it out slightly to make my time a bit longer.

When we went back to the bed, I was almost passed out. The small single bed made this matter more secret and exciting. Not making a sound made him even more presumptuous, and when I finally sat up I even saw a shameful large water stain on the sheet.

While I was trembling in fear of being discovered, I was so comfortable that I wanted to go to heaven. The feeling of being intertwined was quite sour. Whoever tries will know.

******

My family lives in an old community that is common in China. There is a kind of family in the family who knows immediately the next day. Morgan swept the community like a clear stream, and became the top topic among old ladies after "so-and-so's youngest son got divorced", "so-and-so's daughter got promoted", "so-and-so bought a big TV".

We went out to the convenience store to buy food in the afternoon. Morgan became a black landscape with a high rate of turning heads. Some little girls would point to him and make a sound of surprise. He asked me complacently: "Am I too tall?" Handsome?"

"You think too much, everyone just hasn't seen foreigners up close."

He snorted in displeasure.

"But in my heart you are the most handsome in the world."

Only now did he turn pale.

Walking through the corner of the street, I saw a small white car. My eyes, which could tell the difference between male and female within ten meters, told me that the white Xiaofukang was my family's car.

I froze for a moment.

Morgan was complacent: "Are I good at driving? Look, I can park your car perfectly in that small space."

I have a bad feeling.I rushed over in two steps in three steps, and there was a ticket in the wiper blade of the car.

I showed him the ticket for illegal parking with a gloomy face, and he still looked innocent: "What the hell is that?"

He's screwed.

I stuffed the small note into his clothes viciously: "This is a ticket for violation!"

He was stunned, and then he was furious: "What a bullshit ticket! I searched around and couldn't find the parking lot.