naked gl

eleven

Chen Jiao sold more diligently.

She wants to please, she wants to cater to, she wants to ask for help.

She came home even later, sometimes running three businesses in one night.Her body seemed to be overdrawn, she would always sigh heavily, endure strong discomfort and shuttle back and forth at night, but she was too lazy to look at passers-by, and only had her own destination in her eyes.

It's clearly spring, but the wind at night has never been so cool, and it has never been so sober.

The guests he met tonight were not very nice. He grabbed Chen Jiao's hair and pressed her hard against the wall.

Chen Jiao's face was pressed against the cold wall, still giggling.

She had some bruises on her cheeks and forehead.She hid in the bathroom and tried to touch up makeup to cover it up, but in vain, the traces of bruising were still obvious.

Fang Qingwu seemed to have something happy to tell Chen Jiao, but when he saw Chen Jiao's face when he opened the door, the light in his eyes dimmed a little bit.

Fang Qingwu remained silent, wiping her wound with a towel as gently as possible.

Chen Jiao grabbed her hand, put it next to her face, and said with a playful smile, "It's just a fall, it's fine."

Chen Jiao originally wanted to just muddle through like this. She squinted her eyes to enjoy Fang Qingwu's careful care, but when she opened her eyes suddenly, she saw tears in Fang Qingwu's eyes.

Chen Jiao was a little stunned, Fang Qingwu sniffed, turned her face away, and said in a low voice: "It looks like you fell, just don't say it."

Chen Jiao thought for a while: "I went out to help someone catch a thief, and I was wounded bravely."

This really seemed to be something Chen Jiao could do. Chen Jiao made up the story so vividly that Fang Qingwu's face was distressed and convinced.

"Don't lie to me." Fang Qingwu whispered.Her eye sockets were still red, and her eyes had been soaked with tears, giving off a particularly soft light.

Chen Jiao didn't speak for a long time, and she didn't dare to look at Fang Qingwu. It took her a lot of effort to pull out a smile.

Fang Qingwu took out a small dark red notebook from his schoolbag and handed it to Chen Jiao to have a look.

It is a certificate of merit.Chen Jiao opened it and looked, it seemed to be a competition about painting, and it was still the first prize.

"The school recommended me to go to this competition in the city." Fang Qingwu sat respectfully, like a student reporting his thoughts to the teacher, but with a shy smile on his face and a lot of light in his eyes, "I want to tell you right away, So I'll wait for you to come home tonight."

The certificate only had two pages, and Chen Jiao read it over and over again.

The certificate covered Chen Jiao's face. She looked at it for too long, which was unbelievably long. Fang Qingwu stretched out his hand to lower the certificate, and Chen Jiao's face was exposed.

Fang Qingwu had never seen Chen Jiao cry before, and in his impression she always smiled extravagantly and frankly, like a free spirit, flaunting her beauty and charm to her heart's content.

But now, Chen Jiao's tears were pattering down, and there were too many complicated things in her red eyes.The bruises and bruises on the face were brightly hung, which was particularly dazzling.

Fang Qingwu grasped Chen Jiao's shoulder helplessly, and wiped away the tear stains on Chen Jiao with the other hand in a panic.Chen Jiao's tears were like beads with a broken thread, continuously dripping down Fang Qingwu's palm.

"I just think..." Chen Jiao opened her mouth with a slightly hoarse voice, "It's worth it."

She bent her smile, nodded slightly and repeated: "It's worth it."