On the bustling beach, Song Ye just wanted to enjoy the sun and the coast, but he didn't want to be disturbed by the quiet time, and old acquaintances appeared in front of him.

Yes, they lived together under the same roof for fifteen years and took charge of her daily life for ten years. Song Ye knew exactly what color she liked for Song Tingting's underwear. However, after seeing each other for more than a month, Song Tingting in front of her was very different.

She was dressed in ****, painted light makeup, straightened her hair and dyed it tones, and she still had small shiny hairpins in her hair. Think she's a peasant girl.

And these things are the changes she has always wanted, but according to the economic conditions of the Song family, they can't support them.

"Heh, how about it, I'll be prettier than you as long as I dress up a little." Song Tingting made a perfect turn around as if to show off. --Pants color.

Song Ye simply couldn't see, lay back on the chair and continued to listen to her sea breeze.

Song Tingting sang a one-man show at once, her cheeks blushing with anger, "You..."

"Hehe, my little beauty, what are you angry about? What's wrong with your sister?" A group of boys headed up to the rear, with a light tone - coaxing Song Tingting, and then the conversation changed, and the tone was hazy He glanced at Song Ye, "This is your sister who is the champion of the province, but she really doesn't look like the photo herself. Compared to the photo, she is much more beautiful."

In fact, it is beautiful, and it is simply shocking. If Song Tingting hadn't testified, who would have compared the newspaper to the person in front of her.

Song Tingting heard the admiration in the boy's tone, and immediately stomped her feet, "Zhang Peng, what do you mean, do you like her or me?"

"You, of course it's you, come on, my little baby is not angry anymore. It's not because she is your sister, I love Wu Ji Wu and boasted by the way." Zhang Peng spoke sweetly, blindly pouring sugar on Song Tingting, which made people get goosebumps.

As soon as Song Ye opened his eyes when he noticed the situation, he immediately saw Zhang Peng's black hand hugging Song Tingting's moon. At that time, Zhang Peng and Song Tingting openly hugged, hugged, hugged, hugged, but they were used to it.

She looked at it coldly, raised the corner of her mouth coldly, and then dropped a sentence coldly, "Get out of my sight, don't pollute my eyes." Anyone who takes a look will understand that Song Tingting has today's scratches. --The first play-posture, all thanks to Zhang Peng, who is a famous brand, and clings to Gaozhi in disguise. Song Ye despised her before, and now he despised her.

But the more indifferent Song Ye ignored people, the more excited Song Tingting became. She put her arms around Zhang Peng's arm, slammed into the opponent's arm with her not yet full moon, and said coquettishly, "Look, that's how she treats me. Yes, Meimei's leg was broken by her, and my parents wanted me to come out to earn money to support the family. It was all caused by Song Ye, Zhang Peng, if you really like me, you will avenge me today."

Although Zhang Peng was impatient and Song Tingting liked to make threats when he opened and closed his mouth, but when he thought of this show-goods on the bed-Dou-chu-kai, his blood immediately surged up, not to mention so many brothers watching behind him. Lively, no matter what, you can't lose face to a woman in front of everyone.

Thinking like this, he stepped forward and shouted at Song Ye, "Hey, beauty, I can't get down on stage because you don't give me face, if you get up now and apologize to my Ma Zi, there is still more to do. discuss."

Zhang Peng is dark and strong, tall and has a big voice. If it was another girl who was yelled at by such a sentence, she would have been scared to cry.

But Song Ye on the reclining chair remained motionless, not even moving his brows, which made Zhang Peng so embarrassed that he became angry.

"Bah, stinky woman, shame on your face, I'll let you bask in the sun to make you comfortable." Zhang Peng spat heavily on the ground, and decided to tear his face away, and strode around under the sun umbrella, yes The iron rod that is quasi-fixed to the ground will kick when you lift your foot.

At this moment, Song Ye, who was still relaxed on the reclining chair, suddenly stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and hit Zhang Peng's calf with a punch.

"Ah..." Zhang Peng was beaten before he could prevent it, and with a cry, he jumped several steps on one foot like a frog.

And Song Ye on the reclining chair yawned, retracted his stretched hand, turned over and continued to sleep, as if the punch just now was just an illusion.

Only Zhang Peng knew that his calf was already cramping with pain.

"Zhang Peng, are you alright?" Song Tingting ran over from the other side, supported the gold master, and immediately started making a fuss at Song Ye, "Song Ye, it's not enough for you to harm people and make Meimei crippled for life. , and now you are here to harm the person I like again, are you trying to get along with me?" Otherwise, women's quarrels have always been unreasonable, and they are clearly sent to the door to seek abuse, and now they call themselves the master of suffering.

Song Ye was irritated by the noise, opened her eyes, and her cold and deep gaze fell on Song Tingting. In the next second, she had neatly rolled over from the reclining chair and stepped on the sand. .

"Ah!" Song Tingting screamed in fright, and subconsciously wanted to back up, but when her neck tightened, the sailor uniform's scarf was pulled back, she could only stay in front of Song Ye, looking into those cold eyes, The back of my head couldn't stop shivering.

"Song Meimei still owes me a life. If you think about her like this, you might as well accompany me with her life." Song Ye's slow tone was quiet, without ups and downs, like a ghost from hell, spraying her The breath on his face was cold.

Song Tingting stammered, her little face turned pale for a long time, "You, what do you want, Song Ye, my boyfriend is still there, you..."

"Bang!" Before she finished speaking, Song Ye suddenly opened her mouth, simulating the sound of gunfire, which made Song Tingting's legs go soft, and Song Ye let go, and she fell down on the beach.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Song Tingting screamed piercingly, hugging her head and curling up on the ground, she remembered Song Meimei's twisted legs that day, her parents disappeared for a week without any reason, and The men in black stayed in their homes and ordered themselves to work.

During that time, it was like living in hell. Song Tingting finally met Zhang Peng before crawling out. She never wanted to go back to that hell.

She was just not reconciled, Mingming Song Meimei was already disabled, why did she get the pity of her mother and let herself drop out of school to earn money to support her family.

Mingming Song Ye is just a wild species that no one wants, why is her life so beautiful and happy.

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