naked gl

Seven

Fang Qingwu always wants to go home.

This time Chen Jiao would not repeat the same mistakes as last time, she put her hands on Fang Qingwu's shoulders, and went out with her.

Decaying grass grew overgrown by the gray-white stone steps. Fang Qingwu was wearing Chen Jiao's only pair of sneakers. He walked slowly, with the soles of his feet lightly rubbing against the pebbles on the side of the road.

Fang Qingwu's house is indeed a little far away, but fortunately there is a direct bus, but you only need to take the last stop, it's almost in the suburbs.

There are private houses nearby, a big one-two-story house is a family, and it looks like it has been around for a while.

Chen Jiao sent Fang Qingwu to the door of the house, patted her schoolbag, and then felt Fang Qingwu's body suddenly froze.

Fang Qingwu lowered her head, Chen Jiao couldn't see her expression, Fang Qingwu dawdled for time all the way, Chen Jiao guessed that she was probably unwilling to go home.

Chen Jiao rubbed Fang Qingwu's black and shiny hair from behind, and said in a brisk tone: "Okay, I know you don't want to part with me. I will come here often in the future, just don't find me annoying."

There was a complex look in Fang Qingwu's eyes, and finally he smiled slightly: "Then, goodbye."

The faint disappointment in the tone made Chen Jiao's heart twitch.

On the way home, Chen Jiao walked alone, and the bitter wind blew off the maple leaves.

She stopped, then suddenly started walking back.

She was jumping on her feet, constantly fantasizing that Fang Qingwu would definitely be shocked by her various expressions when she saw her.Chen Jiao... looked forward to it, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she trot unconsciously.

Walking to the door of Fang Qingwu's house, Chen Jiao hadn't put out the appearance she had imagined before, when the noisy shouting in the room came through the door.

"How old are you and you still run around? I raised you just to embarrass you?!"

Chen Jiao's heart sank, and she patted on the door hard. No one opened the door for about two seconds. Chen Jiao didn't have the patience to wait. She pressed the handle to try, and the door happened to be unlocked, so she walked in.

A middle-aged man looked over vigilantly. He was lean but had a big belly, and his face was reddish purple due to long-term alcohol accumulation.

Fang Qingwu was forced to the edge of the table, her fingers were digging hard at the edge of the table, her hair was hanging down in a mess, covering her cheeks.

She raised her head and glanced at the intruder, her eyes visibly flustered, she leaned forward, as if subconsciously trying to walk towards Chen Jiao, but her toes were stuck in place.

The fire in Chen Jiao's heart suddenly burst out. She did not forget the wound on Fang Qingwu's face when she huddled in the rainy night. She huddled in the dark like a homeless beast. That scene was engraved in Chen Jiao's mind. , and now it has been thoroughly hooked up again.

Chen Jiao walked up to Fang Qingwu's side in three steps at a time, and brushed her hair behind her ears, as expected, she saw the red marks.

"You hit her!" Chen Jiao stared at the man, her voice trembling with suppressed anger.

"Who are you!" the man shouted, "Get out!"

"Why did you hit her?" Chen Jiao asked.

The man cursed: "Get out! It's none of your business if I teach my daughter a lesson!"

Chen Jiao was so angry that she trembled all over, pointed at Fang's father's nose, and scolded: "Don't you fucking think you can beat her just because you are her father, a person like you deserves a daughter!"

Fang's father snorted disapprovingly, pointed at Fang Qingwu and shouted: "The family has no money, and she still buys those messy paints. I didn't take off her arm, it's easy!"

Chen Jiao strode forward, as if she wanted to rush towards Fang's father, Fang Qingwu grabbed Chen Jiao's arm nervously, was thrown away by Chen Jiao, knocked down the empty wine bottle on the table, and grunted along the ground tumble.

Chen Jiao kicked the wine bottle hard with one foot, and the bottle hit the wall next to Fang's father with a bang, splitting in two.

Fang's father's expression suddenly changed. It was the first time he saw a woman so furious. If Fang Qingwu hadn't pulled her, he would have no doubt that she would rush towards him like a lion losing her mind.

"Fuck|You mother, what do you want to do, crazy woman" he yelled.

"You don't know how to raise a child, so I'll raise it for you!" Chen Jiao said.

Fang's father was stunned, and Fang Qingwu was also stunned.After a few seconds, she looked up at Chen Jiao, with tears on her long eyelashes: "Sister...don't worry about me..."

Chen Jiao started working outside when she was less than 20 years old. She has experienced all kinds of embarrassing situations. After a few years, she has been able to use vulgar words to scold those who take advantage of her and fight back against those who bully her. Will frown.

But when things came to Fang Qingwu's place, Chen Jiao was still so angry that her face turned blue, as if her chest was on fire.Fang Qingwu cried silently, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, Chen Jiao became angrier as she watched, and wiped away the tears on Fang Qingwu's face with trembling fingertips.She sat down on the chair by the table and tried to calm herself down, but she stood up uncontrollably within a few seconds.

Fang's father gradually realized: "Who the hell are you!"

"I'm her..." Chen Jiao paused and said, "Teacher."

"Teacher," he muttered and cursed in a low voice, "the studio her mother applied for her."

It seemed that he suddenly understood something: "You are here to collect money, we will not report next year, no money! Don't report!"

"Mr. Fang, I want to take Qingwu away." Chen Jiao bit down hard, "I won't let her be... abused by people like you again. Today I will definitely take Qingwu away, you Whether you agree or disagree, if you have the ability, you can fight with me."

When Chen Jiao finished speaking, she felt a force grabbing her waist.Fang Qingwu pulled Chen Jiao back slightly, his pale face was full of tension and vigilance, his thin body moved slightly, and sneaked up to Chen Jiao's body.

Fang's father looked at Chen Jiao, then at Fang Qingwu, his eyes rolled, revealing a gleam of light, and said aggressively: "I have raised my daughter for more than ten years, you want to take it away with just one word."

Chen Jiao sneered, and instead of looking at the man's face, she quickly took out the wallet from her bag, took out her ID card and a few cards, and threw them into his arms.

"Let's go." Chen Jiao took Fang Qingwu's hand.

Fang Qingwu watched his father open the wallet and count the money inside, with a morbid smile on his face.

Fang Qingwu closed her eyes, and followed behind Chen Jiao. She didn't want to see anything, and her eyes fell into darkness. She just let Chen Jiao lead her and follow her steps.

"Hey, when will you bring my daughter back to me?" the father shouted behind him.

Chen Jiao walked in a hurry, the hem of the windbreaker swayed with her steps.Fang Qingwu held her hand, feeling that the palm of that hand was slightly hot, and Chen Jiao was like a hero, holding her hand, walking firmly through the harsh winter of her life step by step.