Godfather Of The Green Fields

The girl also realized that she was fluent in the room. After a few seconds, the door was opened and opened.

Li Ang was shocked. He saw a coat on the outside of the girl’s cotton nightdress, covering the beauty.

The most important thing is that the girl clenched her fists and stabbed her horse. Tentatively thought that it was a horse step, and hu hu he he put on a Bruce Dragon’s most classic signature action.

“I warn you!” The girl encouraged this action, trying to hide her panic and pretend to be fiercely. “I am not the kind of bully girl! I will work hard!”

Li Ang was dumbfounded first.

Then, he looked at the girl’s four different moves, and finally couldn’t help but smile. He smiled very impudent, smiled and bent over his stomach.

Hahaha, laughing at me.

Alice’s little face rose red, watching the guy who was laughing, and the “Kung Fu” action she tried to keep was also swaying. Finally, the image of the girl’s “Kung Fu Master” could not be maintained, she panting with rage With both hands on his hips, stare at Li Ang.

Li Ang stared at him like this, holding back his smile and pointing to the table behind him. “I just want to ask you to have a night snack. There is no need to be so nervous.”

The girl looked at the camera as he pointed his finger, saw the milk on the table, and the toasted bread on the plate.

Realizing that he had made a big unexpected mistake, Alice couldn’t help but blush, and the white face had become blushing because of shame, like the sunset on the horizon.

“Who knows if there is any medicine in your cup?” The girl snorted.

Li Ang snorted, speechless. He stared at the girl, meaning that you have something in your head.

“You don’t eat?” he asked. “Then I put it away.”

“Don’t eat!” said the girl.

“That’s alright.” Li Ang shrugged.

It was at this time that a burst of gu lu’s voice came.

Li Ang subconsciously looked towards the girl’s belly, and then he heard the sound again, this is the voice of the stomach protesting hunger.

Alice stunned, his face and neck, a blush.

……

In an awkward atmosphere, two people enjoy the nightingale together.

Li Ang certainly wouldn’t be so ignorant about the topic just now, whether it was he accidentally saw the girl wearing pajamas, and the “light comedy” just now, obviously not suitable for mention.

You can’t just eat and not talk.

So what are you talking about? !

Ok, talk about literature!

In the face of a female writer, let’s talk about literature.

Li Ang is not a rough man who doesn’t know big words. He has goods in his stomach. He is also a study madman. He is involved in a lot of things, and he has come out early and traveled many countries and talked about it.

This is a bit of a talk about the men and women who have just been a bit unscrupulous.

“What is your work?” Li Ang took a sip of milk and asked, “Well, I mean –”

“I am writing articles for some magazines.” Alice learned to answer the question. The girl wiped the breadcrumbs of the mouth. “It is a very philosophical article that enlightens the world, makes sense, and many people read my articles. Say it is good, let them understand a lot of truth.”

Talking about her work, the girl is very proud and proud.

“Hey.” Li Ang nodded, understand, the chicken soup.

Alice seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with Li Ang’s dull reaction. What do you mean by “snap”?

For his own literature, his work is treated like this, and Alice is very dissatisfied.

“You wait!” The girl glanced at Li Ang and ran back to the room.

Li Ang is awkward, what do you mean?

In his understanding, the phrase “you wait” largely means preparing for the rack.

About a minute later, Alice rushed out of the room.

Wrong, it is rushed out.

She has a magazine in her hand, and the white arms are sent over. The pride is like a white swan. “Hey, look, my article.”

Li Ang took it with both hands and this action made the girl very satisfied.

“Life is a mystery, it is a miracle. A seed, falling in the wind and cracks in the cliffs, grows hard and grows, eventually grows into a towering tree; a larva, just hatched, a line of soft silk drape it to the ground, Then it struggled to find and find the entrance to life. After a few years, it was finally able to sing in the greenery on a sunny day… Life is short and beautiful. I admire life and worship life. That is one. Noble beauty, tenacious beauty, eternal beauty. Even suffering is a kind of beauty, a kind of renunciation of sadness. The crippling of the moon indicates that the next month is full, the flower’s withering indicates the more beautiful bloom of the coming year, the vegetation The decline has given birth to Sheng Rong, who is coming to the spring…”

Li Ang looked at it and read it softly.

He has to admit that this article is well written. Li Ang has always been respectful of the so-called “spirit chicken soup”. In his opinion, those articles are mostly disease-free, or some of them may be authors themselves. I don’t know what I’m talking about and it seems to have a lot of connotations.

Li Ang is a person with a strong inner heart. Such a person is naturally dismissive of the chicken soup.