Chapter 510: You are my fingertips starlight

However, Li Che thought of the end of the two gangsters smashed by Xiao Baihua's pot, and he took a nap in his heart.
One of those two guys always had a broken leg, and one always spit what they ate, and after a while they became skinny.
After the two criminals were sentenced, they tried to appeal with their injuries. The lawsuit was that Yange smashed them out of their life-long sequelae and wanted compensation.
But the police called Li Che here.
After all, in their view, Li Che was the one who hit the gangsters.
Of course, there is no evidence that the cause of the two gangsters is related to Li Che. And Li Che belonged to the righteous defence of righteousness, the appeal of the two gangsters sounded like a joke.
No one would believe their words.
Only Li Che, however, felt that this matter must be related to Xiao Baihua.
The doctor who treated the two gangsters said that he had never seen such a life-threatening weirdness that did not seem to be painful.
Li Che silently retracted what he was about to export.
Let's forget about that pot.
His little arms and calves couldn't stand it.
"It's not delicious." Li Che said, "I thought you didn't realize that it was a fruit core. You turned it on intentionally."
He also wanted to say a few more ridiculous words to adjust the atmosphere, but when he looked down at the words of Yange on his mobile phone, he suddenly felt dumb.
Yange: I was just thinking that these apples have been peeled so long that they are not enough to hang on the roof, and then hang you up to hang you.
Li Che felt that she could really do such a thing with her little white flower.
There was a sudden coldness on the back, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't squeeze out a smile as he grinned.
He hesitated to ask her: Then, what later?
Word Song Typing: Later I felt that it was cheaper to hang you like this.
After this passage, she said again: I'm going back to find a house to live, thank you for your kindness, but I'm a conservative girl, I don't have the habit of living in other people's homes, even if you recognize me as my sister, you I didn't go home. Those people in your family are too strange for me. I don't want to face strangers.
After she finished speaking, she stood up sharply, took an apple and put it in her backpack, and typed Li Che: The apple is very delicious. I'll take it back and give my dad a try.
Li Che, who was called to be his elder brother by words: ...
His heart hurts a little, but the smiley face appeared naturally the moment she saw her: it can be taken away, I don't eat.
Yan Song did not hear anything, turned and walked towards the door.
At the door, she stopped. Xu wanted to say something, but she turned her head, looked at Li Che, smiled, and then reached out to Li Che bye.
His little white flower can no longer be his wife, Li Che was uncomfortable. Seeing Yange like this, he became even more heartbroken.
He couldn't catch up with Yange himself, so although he really wanted to send Yange away, he could only greet the caregiver to send him downstairs.
When Yan Ge left, he was half-sat on the bed, always in a state of nagging.
He thought of the words she had just typed, and the words he and she said.
I was thinking back and forth, crying and laughing, thinking to the extreme, but sad to the extreme.
He is, really not qualified to make her his wife.
Yange went out of the building to send a message to his father, only to find out that Grandma Li had taken Li's father to Li's residence in Beijing.