The early autumn wind was already a little cooler, and Jolene took a few steps and found Bowenâs coat still on her shoulder.
She returned the coat to Bowen.
She said thank you and then goodbye.
Separated is separated, she doesnât want to entangle.
This time, Bowen didnât follow.
Jolene walked into the neighborhood and glanced back quietly as she turned the corner.
Bowen is gone.
It was empty under the street lamp, as if the tall figure just now had never existed.
In fact, Bowenâs proposal just now is very exciting.
She has now reached the point where there is no way out.
Living under Bowenâs wings wouldnât be as hard as it is now.
Karry also didnât dare to harass her endlessly.
But, didnât she become a mistress?
She was almost trotting home, and Frank had just come back and saw her panting and thought she had met a 0.00%
11 280 Vouchers pervert on the way: âJolene, what happened? Is anyone following you?â
Jolene shook her head.
What was chasing her was not a pervert, but a temptation.
The next morning, she was woken up by Karryâs phone call.
He asked her bitterly why she had left him last night.
Jolene now has a headache when she hears Karryâs voice.
She is still busy bending over for five buckets of rice, but Karry, a playboy, has time to pick up girls.
People and people are really incomparable.
Jolene waited for him to finish rambling, thinking about whether to change his phone number.
âJolene, Jolene.â Karryâs mouth was dry, and he didnât wait for Joleneâs response: âAre you listening?
Youâre not putting your phone aside and doing something else, are you?â
âItâs a good idea,â Jolene said.
Karry smiled. âWhy donât you treat me to dinner tonight after I taught you such a good way?â
Karry has a good temper and patience, just sticky and sticky.
As he was speaking, someone rang the doorbell outside.
Jolene answered the phone and went to open the door.
She glanced out of the catâs eyes and saw a woman with her head down, her face invisible.
11 788 Vouchers Jolene opened the door, and the woman standing at the door smiled and greeted Jolene: âHi, Jolene, good morning, I hope I didnât wake you up.â
Jolene smiled unnaturally.
Because the visitor is an uninvited guest.
Vionaã
She was followed by the driver, carrying a large bag in her hand.
Seeing that Jolene had been standing at the door without moving, she smiled and tilted her head:
âDonât invite me in to sit?â
Jolene had to get out of the way and ask Viona to come in.
She asked the driver to leave the things at the door, and the driver didnât come in. Viona looked around and asked politely, âCan I have a pair of slippers?â
âNo need to change shoes.â
âHow can this be, Iâm wearing high heels, youâre on a wooden floor, and youâll step on a small hole.â
Viona insisted, and Jolene found her a pair of slippers.
She doesnât have any extra slippers here, these are Bowenâs.
Viona looked at the gray flannel slippers placed at her feet, and Jolene explained without silver: âMy brotherâs, or you.
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wear mine.â
Jolene was about to take off the slippers on her feet, and Viona quickly smiled and said, âIâll just wear this.â
Jolene went to the kitchen to make tea, and when the water boiled, she glanced back into the living room.
Viona is visiting a painting hanging on the living room wall.
This painting, which happened to be brought by Bowen, was painted by an artist friend of his.
This house is actually full of Bowenâs atmosphere.
For someone as sensitive as Viona, Jolene knew she must have felt it.