Three Hundred and Three Anointing and Being Anointed

In fact, he doesn't live here. In fact, he has been in Tiesi Village for so many days, Zhan Lian can't call himself home, and his food and lodging are all at the outpost, which is the high-speed gas station where he found An Ran. ┡Ww*W.んKe Wai Shu ． O R G 【No pop-up novel network】

But Zhan Lian has already set his sights on this place. Although he doesn't know when he will find An Ran and the child, he has been preparing for An Ran and the child. He has food, clothing and a place to live. He is ready to find his wife at any time. Children, you can use it anytime.

Walking up the slope with a cigarette in his mouth, Zhan Lian put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked up at the branch above his head. The branch creaked strangely. I touched the wall of the ivy and was about to go up the corridor on the first floor when I felt a killing intent in the back of my head.

Who was he? He turned his head, turned his feet, dodged it, and punched him straight up. One hand grabbed the saber that hit the back of his head, and the other fist hit the face of the person behind him.

But he was startled, saw the outline of the face of the person behind him under the moonlight, and withdrew his hand abruptly, barely brushing the forehead and temples of the person behind him, and forcibly stopped the fatal move.

"Oops..." An Ran was hit by the wind of the fist, and she cried out in pain, and felt that her grasped wrist was so painful that it was about to break. He heard Zhan Lian say angrily:

"What are you doing standing behind me with a knife?"

"Zhan Lian?" An Ran was also startled, raised her head, and saw the man in front of her clearly, "Why is it you?"

The plant told her that there was a person, who did she think it was!

"It's not who I am?" Zhan Lian angrily let go of An Ran. Seeing An Ran rubbing his wrist, he stretched out his hand and pulled An Ran's hand. He said in a bad tone: "I rubbed some medicine, but it didn't break because of my negligence."

There was a mess of cars parked on Gaoping, Zhan Lian turned around and walked to the side of one, opened the door, opened the trunk, took out a large plastic storage box from the trunk, and walked to Anran in front of.

An Ran rubbed her wrists and grinned, watching Zhan Lian walk over, he shook his head towards her, carried the big box into the room next to the doll, An Ran followed behind, stood outside the door, Just look at the moonlight.

Zhan Lian was lighting a candle inside, and the white candle was burning with a faint flame. He dripped a few drops of wax oil, put the candle on the tabletop of the small wooden table, opened the lid of the box, and took out an unopened box of candles from the box. Feng was stunned, tilted his head, looked at An Ran who was still standing outside the door, and said:

"Come in,

Standing at the door as a door god? "

"I..." An Ran opened her mouth, and was about to ask Zhan Lian how he spoke, when her feet unconsciously walked into the door.

At this moment, Zhan Lian just hooked a stool with his feet, and let An Ran sit on the edge of the bed frame. He sat on the stool, held the bruise oil, grabbed An Ran's wrist, and rubbed the oil on her wrist.

"Small injury." An Ran retracted her hand, and in the faint yellow candlelight, Chong Zhanlian smiled awkwardly, "No need to apply oil, it will be fine in a while."

Zhan Lian raised his eyes and glanced at her, ignored her, put down the bruises in his hand, grabbed her hand with one hand, and rubbed her wrist gently with the other.

And then...then both were silent, one anointed, one anointed.

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