Chapter 1402 The Devil Is a Girl (3)
However, these people did not dare to speak in front of Bai Yanyan, they only dared to get along with her as friends.
She is strong, so strong that she seems to be alone in this world, she doesn't need a man at all...
As long as everyone gets along with her and becomes friends, they will no longer be able to advance an inch.
According to the rumors, Bai Yanyan always has someone in her heart, and that is Zhao Haoran...
Really? How can it be so unreliable!
I really believed the author's evil!
Xia Ling is already familiar with the unfinished methods used by authors.
Written in the back, I have forgotten how to round out the previous stalk, and simply pulled the innocent characters who appeared before to make up for it.
Bai Yanyan's repelling and targeted attitude towards Zhao Haoran...
If it wasn't for Bai Yanyan keeping her hand, Zhao Haoran would have died countless times.
Bai Yanyan could like Zhao Haoran, but Xia Ling cut off her head and let the system play as a ball!
I sneer at this kind of author's Spring and Autumn style of writing.
The bus stopped slowly.
Xia Ling got up, and the familiar scene outside the window was already the bus stop sign near Zhao's house.
She followed the crowd out of the car.
Zhao Haoran is 1.82 meters tall, and he is particularly tall and straight in the crowd. Xia Ling has never lived with such a high perspective before.
Now as far as the line of sight is concerned, what is looking down in front of him is the back of his head.
The field of vision is bright.
Xia Ling's height is so small!
She was carrying the vegetables, feeling a little happy.
Let Xia Ling do this kind of topic, she is really good at it.
The Demon King changes and changes, but what can't be changed is always his very aggressive dog temper.
This kind of person seems difficult to get close to, but if you really treat her with sincerity, after a long time, this hair will fall down without letting you go.
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"I'm back." Xia Ling returned to Zhao Haoran's house and knocked on the door.
"Okay." There was a long response from the door.
A burst of footsteps approached from a distance, and soon, the door of the room was opened from the inside.
"Come in, I'll wait for the vegetables you bought to go into the pot." Bai Mu wiped her hands on the apron, and hurried back to the kitchen.
Xia Ling followed in, sent the dishes to Mother Bai into the kitchen, and washed them.
Turning back, she looked at the house.
The Zhao family is on the fourth floor. This area is an old community and will be demolished later, but it is still an old house with a poor living environment.
The house belongs to Father Zhao, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, with a total usable area of more than 90 square meters.
In the room, you can see piles of daily necessities, and there are traces of a family of four everywhere.
There is an ashtray on the coffee table, and there are textbooks for high school students piled up in the corner next to it.
Hanging on the balcony are Zhao Haoran's police uniform and Bai Mu's clothes...
Four people live and show traces here.
However, among the three bedrooms here, Zhao Haoran lives in the most adequate one.
Zhao's father and Bai's mother lived in the big bedroom, with Bai Yanyan sleeping on their sides, and Zhao Haoran... sleeping in a small side room.
The small side room is next to the kitchen, and it is the room with the worst lighting in the whole apartment.
Even though Zhao Haoran was originally one of the owners of the house, but for convenience later, the four of them lived together and rented out another house, Zhao Haoran's room was deprived.
So, when Father Zhao first asked Zhao Haoran to vacate the room for Bai Yanyan, Zhao Haoran still refused.
It's a pity - the rejection is invalid!
Xia Ling smiled.
A somewhat gentle face was reflected in the full-length mirror next to him.
She stood there, taking one more look in the mirror.
Wearing sportswear, Zhao Haoran was wearing a sweater and trousers, with a young face on his face.