The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

Three years is the basic length of time for the test.

Jing Ling didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so she hugged the cat and carried the flight box and left. The woman was stunned, and then chased Jing Ling to the door and grabbed Jing Ling's arm.

"Do you believe me? I can make videos for you to watch regularly. I will take good care of it."

Jing Ling felt that something was wrong with Miss Zhao's mood. She pulled her arm like this. She didn't know whether it was because she was still worried about the cat falling, or because of the flight box. She couldn't pull her arm out of the woman's hand.

Jing Ling's face turned cold, and her voice became louder, "Let go!"

As soon as Jing Ling spoke, Noodles in his arms stretched out his paw and gave Miss Zhao a paw on her hand.

"What are you doing!" Just as Jing Linggang asked Miss Zhao, she felt a familiar cold voice coming from behind her.

Jing Ling suspected that she was hallucinating, after all, how could Yao Shen be here.

But the tall figure blocking her in front of her proved everything.

Yao Shen frowned, pulled Jing Ling behind him, and stared at Miss Zhao unkindly. Yao Shen said coldly: "What do you want to do? Believe it or not, I will call the police right now."

Miss Zhao was a little scared and immediately retreated into the room and locked the door.

When he didn't see her come out again, Yao Shen turned his head and looked down at Jing Ling.

Jing Ling showed no expression, "Are you following me?"

This cannot be a coincidence, unless they each have a magnet installed on them.

Yao Shen did not answer, but stretched out his hand to hold Jing Ling's arm that had been scratched by Miss Zhao just now. Miss Zhao did a manicure, and her nails even scratched Jing Ling's flesh, "It's a bit serious. There is iodine and alcohol in my car. Come down with me and deal with it."

Jing Ling thought it was okay, just to give it a few days to heal the scabs, but Yao Shen couldn't bear it and insisted on making a fuss out of a molehill.

After some pushing and pushing, Jing Ling was pushed into the passenger seat. Yao Shen took out a small medical kit from the back seat, gently held Jing Ling's arm and applied it to her.

Jing Ling felt her scalp numb, and she couldn't help it, "Do you know what you are doing now?"

Past experience proves that people may forget what they said and did when they were drunk when they wake up.

Then it is not impossible to suddenly go crazy during the day.

At that time she only focused on one person.

Yao Shen didn't look up, "I'm not drunk this time."

There is no time to be more awake than right now.

Jing Ling snorted and stopped talking.

In the quiet carriage, there were only the sounds of the two gradually entangled breathing and the occasional meow.

Jing Ling was letting Yao Shen handle it with her eyes closed and her arms propped up when she suddenly heard a knock on the car window.

It's the middle-aged woman who lives across from Miss Zhao.

"I heard her say, you didn't give her the cat, did you?"

There was so much noise outside just now, so she naturally heard it.

As soon as the two people left, she went over and saw Miss Zhao crying. Miss Zhao felt aggrieved and told her the reason for the incident.

"You also know the rules of adoption. If she doesn't follow the agreement, then it won't work."

The middle-aged woman nodded as if she understood. She was quiet for a few seconds, and then continued: "Actually, Xiao Zhao is a very nice person. She has lived here for almost two years. I know that she will borrow an umbrella when it rains. In winter, I will take the initiative to sweep the snow from the door downstairs..."

She thought more than once that without Xiao Zhao's care, she might not be able to survive long ago.

Jing Ling interrupted her, "I know. Being nice to people is different from being interested in cats. We need the second point."

At least judging from today's situation, Miss Zhao is not as concerned as she thought.

The words were concise and concise, but the middle-aged woman said nothing more. She nodded angrily and turned around to go upstairs.

Jing Ling stood there, staring at her stooped back. It was a body lacking vitality, lacking something to inject strength into her.

After just a few seconds, the woman suddenly turned around again and came straight towards Jing Ling.

"Can you raise it for me?" The middle-aged woman pointed to the noodle in the car, which was lying on the window glass looking at Jing Ling, and finished her sentence hastily, "I mean if it's possible."

This sentence seemed to consume all the little energy in the woman's body.

After being quiet for a while, the woman spoke in a buzzing voice, "I don't have a job now, I will look for it, and I won't leave here until I die of old age one day here. If possible, can you consider me?"