Enemy

Jiang Jie sighed and picked a wild flower and put it in front of her nose. Then she said meaningfully to wood Iron.

"Ah, this have what, again how say she also be a woman just, calculate again how strong, deep in the heart still hope very much to have a stronger man than her to protect her."

"Oh, it's easy to say, I've lived 18 years, and I haven't had much contact with women, so profound truth I don't understand."

He smiled and shook his head, with a bitter smile, said, Mutie but experienced, but the other side of the female contact certainly can't compare with hua Xueyue.

Flower snow month this woman, character changeful, quaint, ordinary people really dare not hit her attention.

"Why, look, what's that?"

All of a sudden, Wooden tie said in a low voice with big eyes.

Jiang Jie was thinking about how to sleep at night, suddenly heard the words of wood iron, he also raised his head toward the direction of wood iron.

"What is that?"