Yang guang’s natural so-called
However, in order to avoid revealing his identity, he bought an anonymous phone card from Hongcheng’s home.
What?
Because Yang Guang is worried that his purchase of Shenmu will be known, otherwise it is easy to infer something.
After done, Yang Guang dialed the words in the past
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Nicknamed "Mai Ya", Yi Jun is a native of Futian, Pingcheng. He has been working outside for a few years before he turned 25 this year. Now the factory specially asks for leave to go home to test his driver’s license in the off-season.
After all, many friends have cars, and he doesn’t even have a driver’s license. It’s a little hard for him to fall down.
So he is thinking about earning more money this year and buying a second-hand car.
Today, he rode his father’s motorcycle on his way home, and caught a rainstorm and got soaked directly.
"Mazaxi fart" he directly blew a dirty word, which means bad luck in dialect.
After all, he didn’t take his raincoat with him when he went to practice driving. Who knows the weather forecast is not accurate at all? It’s sunny.
At this time, Mai Ya looked up at the dark sky and felt that he couldn’t go back at home. It was less than ten minutes’ drive, but the distance could not be crossed.
The main reason is that it rains too much.
Can’t move a step!
He can hide in the eaves of a house on the side of the road to avoid the rain, and he has no nerve to disturb others.
However, it wasn’t long before Mai Ya saw many luxury cars that were rare in the local area, and there were not a few Mercedes-Benz and BMW cars, and even a few Bentley Rolls-Royce cars.
See him several jealously.
With these cars, is he still worried about not getting laid?
I’m looking forward to it, and suddenly I feel uncomfortable all over.
"What the hell is Mazashi? It’ s amazing to have money! " He looked at being splashed with dirty water clothes and scolded him.
Being bullied at home is nothing!
Some people heard his voice, but no one cared about a little guy. The car still roared by and he was soaked from the rain.
Simply, he wouldn’t take shelter from the rain and rode his motorcycle directly into the heavy rain.
The motorcycle is very fast, and the pouring rain slaps his face and hurts.
It hurts
Then he glanced at the motorcycle rearview mirror covered with rain and saw himself in the mirror.
What rain is red?
Suddenly he grinned.
"Hello …"
"Hello!"
The storm is still crashing …
Chapter three hundred and ninety-one Wan Tao
Yang Guangli’s new call card was dialed according to the way that the god tree was raised to sell the military commanders.
"Accompany you to see the meteor shower fall on the earth and let you …" The cell phone bell rang in the words, which made Yang Guang a little stupid.
He even picked up the mobile phone put by his ear and took a closer look at the number, and found that it was right. Is this junior general afraid that he still lives in nostalgia more than ten years ago?
Can you say it’s amazing?
Old people also love the old trend.