"You don't even say anything when she goes out. I say something, and you still scold me."

He rushed to the door in anger, put on his shoes, and rushed out.

After hearing the loud sound of hitting the door, Wu Caixia closed her eyes.

When my eardrums eased, I put on my sleeves, put on an apron, and started working.

Downstairs, Lin Miao walked towards the commercial street lightly.

As soon as he walked around the building, Lin Yan chased after him from behind.

He deliberately hit Lin Miao's back. Seeing her staggering forward, he raised his eyebrows proudly and ran to the other side.

Lin Miao opened his hands and ran forward two steps. After eased the rush, he stood firm with the telephone pole.

She turned her head, looked at her back running away, and took a deep breath.

On the commercial street, most of the shops have been opened.

Gao Cheng got off the tricycle full of things and shouted into the door, "Miaomiao, come and help."

The door was pushed open from inside.

Gao Miao comes over.

"So many things," Gao Miao stared at a few chickens and ducks and a hind hip that weighed about ten pounds.

Gao Cheng murmured, picked up a bloody bag, and took the tip of his hips to the kitchen.

Gao Miao picked up a few not too heavy and helped move them in.

Lin Miao dealt with the smoke that he was about to frame and came over with brisk steps.

As soon as I got closer, I saw that the things in the car had been moved to a bag of flour.

"I'll help you," Lin Miao hurried over as he saw Gao Miao grabbing his face pocket.

"No, no," Gao Miao glanced at her arm that was as thin as a reed bar, and waved her hands repeatedly.

"I'll move this every day."

She said as she picked up the noodle bag and went into the house.
Chapter completed!