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4. Picking flowers

Picking flowers.

I like to go to a sports student, and I hit a wall when I was chasing him, and it was so cold that I couldn’t do it until I found out about a “sporter part-time group” whose name was on the list.

One.

The group is full of students at gym school, and there’s all kinds of part-timers, gym coaches, basketball judges at school… with all their legs and faces. As for why I am in this group, it is because my best friend Song Zheng said he didn’t want to watch me hang from a tree in Guillaume, saying he wanted to introduce me.

She took the phone.

“Song Yi, I will kill you. I’m sorry.

I pulled her and tried to get her phone back.

I kept ringing the added tone, and I looked at myself and I went into one of these groups.

There have been rumours earlier that there is another role for this group, which is a little more like social software, and that both parties feel that they can move on to the next stage and that there is no one who can do it. I don’t know what my best friend described me, but it’s only a little while since the new friend’s column is 99+.

What kind of men can they have?

I was thinking, “Song’s words are suddenly screaming.”

“Wait, Round, look at this. It’s not your favorite. I’m sorry.

With her sharp voice, I stopped and brought my phone back, and it was really Guillaume’s name.

It was I who added the flower of the High Ridge, the number next to the name, which was still rejected countless times.

Well, is it because I’m usually too quiet?

“You didn’t drive the limo before. I’m sorry.

A time of mixed emotions, bitterness, embarrassment, anger and sadness, such as the wheel that has been knocked over, does not seem to dominate.

I took the car keys to the garage and picked up the Lamborghini.

Don’t you give up? I’m sorry.

I can’t say I didn’t die, but in the end, unsatisfied emotions prevailed, and when I reacted, I parked my car at the entrance to the school in Guillaume, with the signs up, the colours of beauty, and without accident became the focus of the crowd.

But I haven’t waited for a few minutes, but I’ve got a lot of handsome faces around me.

A young face that I didn’t know myself for a moment, and Guillaume was just one of them, but it was just a better face and a better face. Why should I remember him?

I’ve only got one thought when I see a white shirt in front of the school and a long figure coming towards me.

It has to be him!

“Can I have your tweet? I’m sorry.

There was the voice of the boy in his ear, but my heart flew to Guillaume and ran forward to him with his hand.

“How much for a month? I contracted. I’m sorry.

And I let his face go black, staring at me, staring at my car, smiling at my mouth, and the smile in my mouth.

“Are you sick?”

He’s staring at me.

What’s wrong?

“You’re not in the group? I’m sorry.

I’ll hand him the phone after that.

He’s just a glimpse.

“So what?”

I’m weak.

“I’m rich. I’m sorry.

“So what?”

He’s been biting his teeth more and more, and I’m losing my mind.

“What are you thinking? I’m sorry.

Hello?

I misunderstood? Isn’t that what I thought?

I’m back.

“That’s… that’s okay. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu stopped me.

“Do you really want to be with me? I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

Guo Yiu looked at me without blinking.

“Then don’t regret it. I’m sorry.

Regret?

I’m going to regret it and wash my hair upside down.

Two.

And when I was in my car, I felt a little bit unreal, and the sun came out of the window, and left a blind and dark light on his face, with lashes like crow feathers, falling beneath my eyelids, and there was something hidden about him that could take his face, but gave him a sense of sanctity.

“Go to my house?”

That’s all I’m saying. It’s hard to finish without bringing people home.

Guo Yiu looked out of the window and heard me.

“Are you so desperate to live with me? I’m sorry.

I’m a little hot on my face and I don’t know what I’m talking about.

“What are you talking about? I just wanted to cook for you. I’m sorry.

The afterlight was a bit of an unnatural red faint on his face, and I thought it was a letter.

I started the engine, and in order to prove that I was very rich, I brought people back to my largest house.

When I entered the gates, I was afraid to hurt his self-esteem, and I looked at him deliberately, but I couldn’t see the slightest twilight in his face, and I felt more like the owner of the house than I did.

I stepped on the floor barefoot, in the fridge, unexpectedly, and my aunt bought all the food she had.

“I’ll make you a bowl of noodles. Want one? I’m sorry.

Actually I can’t cook.

Next second.

He held me in front of the fridge.

“Are you sure you will?”

His eyes were as if he were groaning with water, and had caused me to fall into it without realizing it, and in the middle of it was the stars and the sea, and the noise of summer, and there was nothing in my mind.

It’s a bad time not to kiss him.

After all, I’m a capitalist’s daughter and a small capitalist.

How can I lose?

I took the initiative to get up there, get a hold of it and finally choose a response.

A warm touch comes from the lips, and the air seems to be very fresh.

The rain came out of the window at some point, and the rain fell on the concrete floor, and it was polluted and everything grew.

And when I woke up in a state of faintness, the sky was darkened, and the smell of the fragrance of the kitchen came to me in an untimely fashion.

I got up in the kitchen, surrounded by my aunt’s pink apron, some tweezers, but very gentle.

He had a spoon, and he seemed relaxed and lazy, and he looked at me and he looked at me.

It’s still cold. I can’t see any face change.

“Eat first. I’m sorry.

I gave him the bowl with all due respect.

“Call me one. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu’s hands are full of bowls.

I thought it was the best dish, but I didn’t think it was the best.

“Scanning. I’m sorry.

I pulled out a 2-D phone and passed it on to him.

I tried to get him to contact him on the spot. He said he was cold and cold.

“Sorry, I don’t want to add. I’m sorry.

His words still seemed to be surrounded by his ears and uncomfortable emotions were stuck in his throat.

I wonder why he turned me away.

I’m talking awful.

“Here’s your card. You won’t lose it. I’m sorry.

Guillaume’s body is rigidly attached to a straight line, with his lips strangling, while the good arcs are carried with them.

Half a mile to pick up the card I handed him.

I don’t know what I like about him, but I’m trying to impress him and put all my good things in front of him, and I can see his attitude, and I’m choosing to hurt him by saying things I didn’t mean to do.

I guess he just doesn’t like me.

It was only for a moment that the warmth was like a dream, and me and Guillaume were like strangers, eating without taste.

The two eat each other’s food without saying a word.

I have some regrets, I want to say something, but I can’t.

Song Qiang’s phone call came in and I picked it up.

Her voice was very strong, and the place was full of chaos.

“Clock, come on, it’s all yours. I’m sorry.

She almost yelled and couldn’t think of where she was.

And I swept away my eyes, and he heard what Song had said, but the color of God remained the same, and brought with him some cynicism.

What, have you never seen a rich man’s life?

If I do not normally go to such a place, I can’t hear each other’s voices, except when I’m talking to them, and I don’t like them too close.

But now it is embarrassing for me and Guillaume that I want to flee, and I thought about it or I promised it.

“You live here at night. I’ll take you back to school tomorrow. I’m sorry.

I breathed into my heart and didn’t let myself fall in his eyes.

“All right. I’m sorry.

I want him to say something about keeping me, but it’s unlikely.

Take my bag and I won’t go back.

When I came to the bar, Song Zheng saw me and waved at me, surrounded by red and red wine, paper and gold, the crowd swayed with drugs, shaking, and exaggerating.

“You’re here? How can you leave Guillaume behind? I’m sorry.

Song Qin put his voice in my ear, and the noise continued, and I heard her.

And in my mind the cold face of Guillaume, and I shook my head and asked her.

“You quit drinking, don’t you? What’s going on? I’m sorry.

Song Qing whispered.

“You guys can’t get used to it. I’m sorry.

I know that “sportsmen and women” is also because of Song’s words, she found a brother in the group who was so tight, but in a week, two people got hot.

Thought I’d ask her.

“Do you think there’s a risk that this group will not be reported? I’m sorry.

Song Qing has suddenly laughed.

“No, it’s not round. You really believe it? I’m sorry.

“Did Guillaume not explain to you? I’m sorry.

I thought back, if his “what do you think” was an explanation, it would be, but if it wasn’t for me, why would he be with me?

“No explanation…”

“I’m just saying, this is a serious part-time group. I’m sorry.

Then why would Guillaume agree to be with me? I’d also like to ask her that her cell phone screen was on, so it was the brother’s call.

“Look, the vinegar has fallen. I’m sorry.

She was talking and pushing the glass in front of me.

“Drink, if I did, I’d be in trouble. I’m sorry.

Did Su-eun love to show me my feelings?

It’s that cold face in my head, and I’m kind of stuck.

Pick up the glass and pour it in the stomach.

After the three rounds, I started to lose my mind.

In my mind, I think of the way that Guillaume has reached out and picked up the card.

All the questions are answered.

Drinking and drinking and I was drowsy and talking nonsense to Song’s face.

“What good do you think he is, that he is poor and loves wealth? I used to lick him more than I wanted him to eat a grape to feed him seed, but he didn’t like me.”

“He said he didn’t like me. What did he like? I’m sorry.

Dissatisfaction has increased a little, alcohol on the head.

“It’s only because I like him that one day, I don’t like him anymore. I’m sorry.

Half a mile away from the sound of Song’s words, but the whole person fell into a soft spot, like a bed.

I fell asleep confused.

When I woke up there was a familiar environment, there was no one else in the room but me.

It’s a headache after the hangover.

I can’t remember how I got back last night.

I called my best friend.

How did I get back last night? I’m sorry.

The tone of the other one sounds a little guilty.

“The one who took you home. I’m sorry.

The one at my place?

It’s about Guillaume.

“You keep calling his name, I’ll get you somebody. I’m sorry.

Yesterday’s hangover was filled with memories, as if the words of Guangya were still on the lips.

He didn’t hear everything, did he?

I’m freezing.

“You must have left your brother behind. I’m sorry.

I remember her phone phone kept running before I drank.

In response to my long silence, the laughter of Song’s words came from a half-twilight microphone.

“Hey, next time I’ll make it up to you. I’m sorry.

You’re the guy who forgets.

There were footsteps on the floor, and I looked up, and Guillaume was wearing a black long-sleeve pyre and came in with a bowl of porridge on his hands.

The look on the face is still cold.

“Let’s go wash up and have some congee. I’m sorry.

He had a finely long cleavage, a hidden brawn on his arm, a clear bone, and a great sense of beauty.

Look at this. I guess he doesn’t care what I call him.

It’s a bit of a blackout.

I reached out and called him.

“Take me. I’m sorry.

It seems that the hand that has been extended by Guillaume will not be allowed to go around my waist.

And it was only a moment when I fell into his arms, and the breath of mint came into my nasal cavity, even though it was the bath of my own house, but I felt that I had nothing to taste on my body, but it smelled particularly on him.

Guillaume’s shoulders are wide, and the year-long exercise gives me a sense of security over the muscle lines on his arm.

I suddenly remembered that he was not supposed to be home.

“Are you not going to school today? I’m sorry.

“Something’s wrong. I’m sorry.

I’d like to ask, but I don’t seem to be in a position to know his privacy. When I was talking, I swallowed my stomach.

After the wash, I drank the porridge, and he sat on the sofa, not so far from me, in the middle of which he could sit on another me.

He looked at the screen, looked at the old love film, looked down his eyes and didn’t know if he was there.

Six.

“You sit down a little bit. I’m sorry.

I waved at him.

Guillaume looked up and moved a little.

I approached him, put my head on his chest.

“To watch the movie with me. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu did not refuse, but did not reach out to me.

It’s a “mmm” sound.

Early films were of poor quality, but they still smell alive.

I looked up to see the response of Guangya and looked at a small piece of his chin.

I swallowed the saliva and suddenly I had a dry tongue.

“Guullou. I’m sorry.

I called him.

When he looked down at me, I wasn’t ashamed to say it.

I didn’t say the word “kid”… and the warm breath of Cuyoo slipped over my face and fell on my lips.

What’s on the film is coming in and out of my left ear.

One day at work, I asked Guillaume to pick me up from work. From a distance I saw the shadow of Guillaume, and I had just tried to approach him quietly, but I saw a girl who was ahead of me, and went straight ahead and pulled Guillaume’s arm.

Am I green?

There’s a fire in my heart, and the dog man can’t believe it.

I was just trying to make a big point, but I saw Guyo throw away her hand.

Okay.

It’s my man who knows how to be clean.

Girls sound sharp.

“Guirou, stay with me.

“I’m much richer than she is. I’m sorry.

You met a rival?

The girls are beautiful, slap their faces, willows, almonds, and they wear a fine makeup.

“Are you sick?”

The voice of Guillaume is too cold to compare to the attitude he used to call me.

“Why can she, I can’t?”

“What am I worse than her?”

Guo Yiu stood up straight, wearing the black shirt I bought, invisible arm line.

“You’re not like her. Don’t come to me again, Shoeper.

“I don’t like you. It was clear from the beginning. I’m sorry.

The girls were staring at the broken hands and the eyebrows were sad.

“I can’t let her know, okay? I’m sorry.

That’s what I’m talking about.

I’m going forward, around Guillaume’s arm.

“Dear, don’t you think about it? I’m sorry.

In fact, I’m a little nervous, and I’m afraid that Guyore really ran away and that the connection between us was so thin.

“You really want me to think about it?”

The word of Guillaume has been raised, and it has not been easy.

I shut up.

The girl who told Shoe Peng to stare at me.

“Don’t you think he likes you? I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.

She smiled a little crazy.

“Ha ha ha ha ha, you’re not much better than me. You lick dogs, you like someone you can’t get. I’m sorry.

I’m holding on. That’s a little sweet.

“How do you know you can’t get it? I’m sorry.

I haven’t answered. I’m the first one to say that.

My heart jumped for seconds and I calmed down.

He is telling the truth.

I did… got him. But that’s enough.

When I returned home, I and Guillaume stopped talking about it and unacknowledgedly brought it to light.

But the words of Shawpil scare me, too, and I fear that one day I will slip from my fingertips in silence.

After all, she was right.

We are all losers before Guillaume.

He’s always the only one who can take his nose.

So I’m getting more and more, and I hate to put all the good things on my hands.

After all, my love, he doesn’t want it.

It’s just that sometimes there’s warmth.

I almost blew up the kitchen.

I can’t stop laughing at you.

“Who said it was for me? I’m sorry.

I laugh.

“Didn’t you learn yet?”

Guo Yiu stares at me with his lips, but he doesn’t mind my cooking.

Eat two bowls of rice to a table that doesn’t have a name.

I don’t understand. Ask him.

“It’s good?”

Guo Yiu’s mouth was still smiling, but his face was twisted.

“It’s delicious. I’m sorry.

I’m close to him.

“I’ll try too. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion that Guillaume seems to be becoming more gentle to me.

My parents still can’t see after spending as much as they can.

“Where’s your money? I don’t see anything real. I’m sorry.

When I was on the phone, I was looking at people who were drinking water from a distance, the greasy jaw line, and the bulging of the throat went down as they swallowed.

“Mom, don’t ask.

“Money always goes somewhere. I’m sorry.

I just wanted to go to Guillaume.

“You pack up, we’ll be at your house soon. I’m sorry.

“Ah! Why are you suddenly here? I’m sorry.

My mother said, “Don’t be able to see the daughter of a parent? I’m sorry.

I almost missed my phone.

“My dad’s here too? I’m sorry.

I hung up the phone and a heart was about to snap out of my throat.

If my dad knew I spent so much money on a man, he’d shut down my credit card. Then I will not be able to stay with Guillaume.

I quickly put my stuff from Guillaume in the suitcase.

“You go to school first, I’ll pick you up later. I’m sorry.

The fire pushed people out, and the bell rang.

“Ding, ding, ding…”

Sniffing bells.

I can only push Guillaume back into the room.

“You stay in your room. Don’t come out. I’m sorry.

Can’t push…

I looked up at him, and I laughed ironically.

“What, I’m so invisible? I’m sorry.

The bell is still ringing, and it’s killing me.

“I’m doing it for our future. Do it.” I’m sorry.

“Clock, what are you doing? Open the door. I’m sorry.

I look to Guillaume with implacability.

It wasn’t easy. His feet were loose.

“Just this once.”

I don’t understand what he’s saying.

I pushed him in twice.

When the door was opened, my parents walked in, and they looked up and down, like they were looking for something.

“Why did you come all of a sudden? I’m sorry.

I stopped my mother from going to her room.

“Do you have time to visit your daughter?

“What are you doing in my way? I’ll check your room. I’m sorry.

The purpose…

“Come on, it’s not done yet. I’m sorry.

“Just to see what you look like when you’re not organized. I’m sorry.

My mom pushed me away, and the more I was panicking, the second I opened the door was like a century.

Well, there’s nothing in the room.

I’ve got eyes. No, no. Where’s Guillaume?

“Big boy, learn to clean up. I’m sorry.

The words of clear praise have brought me back to life, and everything in the room is complete and clean.

It’s not my fault.

“Let’s go after this, Mom. I’m sorry.

I’m afraid I’ll look at it again.

“Come on, you’ve grown your wings hard, you can’t move. I’m sorry.

So her feet have moved out.

I was relieved to take someone out of the room and I saw my dad staring at something.

I followed his eyes.

It’s the T-shirt that’s been confiscated by Guillaume.

“It’s mine. Young people love oversize now. I’m sorry.

My dad said, “Hmm.” He turned his eyes away and didn’t know if he had a letter.

I’ve been talking a little bit. I’ve just been relaxed.

“You’re too big for round, Ma. There’s a guy here for you. I’m sorry.

I looked in the bedroom fast.

“Mom, I’m not in a hurry. I’m sorry.

“You don’t have to hurry. Grow up, you should share with the family.”

I didn’t finish. My dad interrupted me.

“Why do you say that to the kids? I’m sorry.

I caught a little bit of an anomaly between them.

“What’s wrong? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, it’ll be done soon. I’m sorry.

When I heard that, I didn’t think about it. My dad always said it.

I just opened the bedroom door.

Guillaume put me between the walls and him.

“You sure you don’t want to meet?”

The sound is cold and threatening.

I’m busy swinging.

“One is enough, too much to handle. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu’s face is much better.

I realize that the problem with myself is that I went to pick up what Guillaume heard.

“You’re no longer Mr. Gao, a poor man. What are you pulling? I’m sorry.

A boy stood behind him and shouted at him, with some distance.

Guo Yiu stood up to the light, looked to nothing and seemed to care nothing about what he said, but raised his feet.

He didn’t want to see him react, but he didn’t give up, and he came up with his hand and put it on his shoulder.

“That’s right, the woman who drove you last time, she’s rich, right? Why don’t you drive that fancy car or introduce me? I’m sorry.

The man has been thrown on the ground by a backer.

The curvature of Guillaume’s hands, and the fragrance of his forehead, I have never seen.

“Please say one more word. I’m sorry.

There is a tendency to kill people when they say one more word.

“Shit. I’m sorry.

Men aren’t willing to fight.

I stood in front of Guillaume.

“What do you want?”

Men change their faces, see me, smile with no good intentions.

“Beautiful, I’m not so bad. Why don’t you think about me? I’m sorry.

I just feel sick.

“What’s your name? I’m sorry.

The men had a glimpse of Yoo-Yo and seemed to have a bit of pride.

“My name is Leung Shaw. I’m sorry.

“I remember. I’m sorry.

And when I had said that I had dragged Guy out, I was afraid to look into his eyes.

His aversion to Leung Shao is obvious, without cover.

I suddenly remembered that every time I said that I would add more money, Guo Yiu’s eyes were filled with other emotions, but it seemed to be hidden in a fog, blinded and incomprehensible.

He hates me, doesn’t he?

I’m sick of what Liangxio said, and suddenly I’m sick of myself.

Thinking I let go of my hands.

“I’ll take care of Leung Shaw, don’t worry. I’m sorry.

Just keep an eye on my hand.

“How?”

I waited, I didn’t think he’d ask.

“He won’t be in front of you again. I’m sorry.

The wind is blowing, and the fall leaves on the ground are floating around in the direction of the wind, and the sound of the sound of the sound.

“Are you tired?”

And the lips of Guillaume moved, but I did not hear what he said.

“Aah?”

The answer to me is a long silence.

After eating, I consciously wanted to let Guillaume carry me to the bedroom, but suddenly I thought of something, and the elbows that were stretched out in the air, and then fell down.

It also appears that Guillaume is used to being pushed forward a little bit.

“It’s okay, I’ll go by myself. I’m sorry.

I don’t know if it’s a delusion, but it’s as if the face of Guillaume suddenly blacked out.

Follow my footsteps to the bedroom.

I look at a roll of blankets on the bed, and I regret it, and I shouldn’t have been impulsive to do it at first.

From the beginning, I and Guillaume were unequal.

And I carried up the covers on the bed, and put a piece of my head into Guillaume.

“Go to bed. I’m sorry.

He didn’t reach out, and he’s got a hot eye on my cortex.

“It’s heavy. I’m sorry.

I said, all of a sudden, the weight on your hands is gone.

Guo Yiu was holding the covers and his head was gone.

It took me two days to find out about Leung.

Smuggles, women’s tickets, money, fighting…

It’s not hard to find out.

I wanted to rely on my father, but an anonymous report got Leung Xiao out of school.

It’s just that I frowned and I didn’t let anybody hit him, looked at the pictures, hit him so hard, I could hardly tell the five officials.

I’m still thinking about sitting next to someone, a little close to me, staring at my phone screen.

“What, you’re in pain? I’m sorry.

I pressed the screen and sat a little further away from him, and almost refuting him.

“How can I be so sorry for him, I am so sorry for you. I’m sorry.

Unfortunately, the gloom of red has sprung up on the face of Guillaume and spreads along its ears.

I was a little distracted and the doorbell was ringing.

I look back, back off.

I’m glad the bell came in time.

Pretending to cough, I stood up and opened the door.

Song Qian is holding a giant bear, showing his eyes and looking at me patheticly.

Round, take me in.

I’m a little shaky.

“What’s going on? I’m sorry.

Song’s little face wrinkled into flowers.

“I was thrown out of my house. I’m sorry.

“The vinegar who catch the wind every day, what’s the point of my life?” I’m sorry.

It’s only a month since I’ve been laughing, and those who say “boys shouldn’t be used to it” have been eaten to death.

I asked him deliberately.

“Is that your house? If you want to get kicked out, you’ll get kicked out, won’t you? I’m sorry.

SONG JUNG-HOH LAUGH.

“He’s shameless, he’s jealous every day, and I don’t care, you take me in for days. I’m sorry.

I noded her in.

It is good that Song’s words come in time, or else, with my will, to confront the face of the scourge of Guillaume, it is time to break the law.

After eating, I was going back to my bedroom, and Guillaume stopped me, holding out a hand in the corner.

What are you doing? I’m sorry.

It seems like a bit of frustration.

“Do I still sleep with guests?”

I didn’t know what he was thinking. Or do you just feel uncomfortable with your bed?

It’s not that I think that the bed of the Lord is custom-made, that I lie down without bones, and fall into a lump of cotton.

I haven’t heard from Song.

“Clock.” I’m sorry.

I was too busy pushing Guillaume away.

“Well, go to sleep, if you’re not feeling well, I’ll go to bed with you. I’m sorry.

Mythically, Guillaume’s face is getting darker.

Eleven.

In the night We shall lie on couches with Song, and she will scrutinise the evils of the rivers,

“This time, I won’t be easily strangled by him any more than he does!” I’m still in the hands of a man? I’m sorry.

Listen, she’s got a lot on her mind.

Guillaume’s feelings towards me have been bleak, he has not been aware of me, and he has always seemed to have the initiative in my hands, but it seems I have no choice but to say he is unwilling.

Song spits in his mouth, but there’s a buzzing bell at the door.

I didn’t think so. Song Qiang jumped out of bed and ran to the door.

I had a guess. I looked out the door.

It’s a river.

And Song’s word has fallen into his arms.

I can hear you.

“Sister, I was wrong.

“Please forgive me. I’m sorry.

It’s very sincere and very sweet.

I took a conscious look at Guyore, and he looked at the two who were hugging him, and he seemed to be sarcasmous.

Apparently he heard it too.

He was close to Song’s words and whispered.

But in a moment, Song’s words came to me.

I’m going home. I can’t sleep without you. I’m sorry.

When he wasn’t with you, his eyes were open until dawn?

I can’t help but know that he’s been taken away in the middle of the night.

When I went to the bathroom and went back to my room, I found that the bed was so long.

He’s lying on his side, holding his elbow up and staring at me.

You’re trying to sleep in the master’s bed all night?

But no way who lets me like him.

“Sleep in the Lord, I’ll go to the guest.” I’m sorry.

But I’ve just mentioned my feet, and the whole people are emptied, waiting for me to look back and walk around.

And when the earth turns around, I am set up and put on the bed.

“You like it when you’re cute? I’m sorry.

Guillaume’s hands stood on both sides of my body, with dark eyes, as if something was pouring out and carrying naked threats.

I waved my head unconsciously, but my words were true.

“Well, like. I’m sorry.

Guillaume had doubts on his face and seemed to be thinking of difficult issues.

Conscious of the fact that the two of us are now acting in close proximity, I moved my body to the head of the bed, trying to get out of his shackles in a caterpillar form, but I failed.

It seems that Guillaume has made up his mind and followed my course, so he smiles and his voice is loud.

“What for?”

And We shall remove the sight from his face lest he should deceive him.

“Are you short of money lately? I’m sorry.

Even though I did not look at him, I felt his sight, as if it were a rage to burn me out.

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

I’m going to go on.

“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t like, if you need money. I’m sorry.

I thought I made myself perfectly clear, but Guoya didn’t get up, but he put it in my ear.

“How can I let my sister lose if I buy something at the mall?

“Right, sister? I’m sorry.

And he said, “The tail will grow slightly, with a soft sense of beauty.”

I liked him, and he spoke to me deliberately with that tone. I had no resistance at all.

“That’s different. I’m sorry.

There’s no convincing rebuttal.

“What’s different, sister?

“Do you like it?

“Is it like me? I’m sorry.

It’s like you’ve caught me in a soft spot, calling out to your sister, staring at me like you’ve seen a hole in my face.

Every word he says, my heart trembles, and it’s out of his throat.

I know he did it on purpose.

It’s just that my face keeps getting hot.

“Don’t paste. I’m sorry.

It’s a little unheard of.

Guo Yiu smiled.

“No stickers. I’m sorry.

But he did exactly the opposite.

Eventually, I gave in.

The beeps kept ringing, and I was lying down on the bed with my hand out for it, and one hand over my head, and I got the phone before me.

I don’t care either. Close your eyes, and you’ll see.

Guo Yiu’s voice has been heard on top of my head.

“Sister is really loving. I’m sorry.

I’m still confused.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“One, two, three… what, a guest? I’m sorry.

I woke up from my bed, and I didn’t want to hit Guillaume’s chin, and I made a huge bang.

Guyore, with one hand around his chin, looked at me like he was going to eat me.

“Are you so nervous? I’m sorry.

When I saw his movement, it was my turn to get nervous, and I came up to see the chin I hit, and it was red.

“Are you okay?”

I reached out and touched his chin.

“Does it hurt?”

In response to this, I have the voice of the “sweet” and the wrinkled head.

“You blow me, it doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.

A blow job?

I was puzzled to look up, and for a moment I was in contrast to Guillaume.

His pupils are brown, very bright, very obnoxious.

When I’m done.

“Don’t think it’s easy to find out. I’m sorry.

His threatening voice passed over.

Guillaume spreads his cell phone and the red dots on the news bar continue to climb.

It was because of that group of people, and my people, Song Qin, all of whom had given their permission to change their notes and their words.

“There is an alternative when you don’t like Guillaume. I’m sorry.

I’m lazy. I don’t know how long it’s gonna take to delete this pile.

Who would have thought that Guillaume would see and ask me with that sour tone.

“Just leave it, you see, I didn’t return them. I’m sorry.

I’m weak, I’m straight.

“Is it okay to delete it? I’m sorry.

Delete it if you have the patience.

I had a yawn and I fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the light of the bedside phone was still shining, and Guillaume was still sitting in his original position and moving his hands.

“Are you done yet?”

I’m sorry.

“And by the way, look and learn.

“Sister is so popular. I’m sorry.

Well, I’m mean. I shouldn’t ask.

“I was wrong. I’m sorry.

Apologize is the right choice.

“You’ll forgive me if you join me in class tomorrow. I’m sorry.

I said yes, but I knew it.

Wrong?

How did I get his identity right?

Guillaume came to torment me and dragged me up early in the morning.

“I thought you said you were going to class with me. I’m sorry.

I don’t know why he’s so energetic.

“Five more minutes. I’m sorry.

I’ve always had bedtime habits, worse when I couldn’t sleep.

“So love can change, right?

“Does my sister just love me for a short time, and don’t she want to die for me for five minutes? I’m sorry.

Listen to him, I woke up.

What’s wrong with you? How come you’re a green tea?

“It hasn’t changed. I’m sorry.

I laughed and I got up.

I went to the bathroom and found my pink toothbrush filled with water, and my toothbrush was packed with toothpaste.

I changed everything I had in the house when I was in the house to love, tooth cups, slippers, toothbrushes, towels… I’m all pink, I’m all blue, I’m a couple.

When I went to class with Guo Yiu, when I was just outside the school, I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom and asked to go to the classroom.

When I washed my hands out of the bathroom, there was a green face at the door, which looked young and clear.

“I want to meet you, okay?”

Boys are a little shy, biting their lower lip.

I laughed and I laughed at him.

“I’m not your classmate. I’m sorry.

Two years of graduation were considered to be a little bit of fun, and I just wanted to agree that there was something on my arm, and I fell into a warm embrace.

Sister, what took you so long?

“I thought you’d go to the bush again. I’m sorry.

Blame means too much, and I’m holding back and really beginning to reflect on my actions.

The boy said he was sorry and left with his head down.

“How could I?”

Guo Yiu has reached out five fingers and has spoken out.

“I haven’t seen you in five minutes. I’m sorry.

After that, rip off my arm.

“Come on, there’s a basketball game soon. I’m sorry.

When I got to the basketball court, I knew how prominent Guo Yiu was, not only that he was a good-looking man, but also that he was a good-looking basketball player.

Because it’s a basketball game for sports students, a lot of girls from out of school are standing around shouting cheers.

It was only for a moment that the name of Guillaume was filled with the whole stadium.

When my milk tea arrived, I snorted a pearl and looked up, and I saw Guillaume coming at me and staring at the milk tea in my hand.

Who gave it to you?

I stopped. I didn’t think he wanted to drink.

“I just ordered a glass, and you’d rather have some electrolytic water. I’m sorry.

I pulled out another bottle of water from my hands because the game knew it had to be rushed, and instead of buying it in advance, I had to buy a bottle of electrolyte from another girl.

Guillaume didn’t answer.

“Don’t. I’m sorry.

And when he had put his head down, he took a sip from my straw, and he approached me and said,

“I’ll deal with you later. I’m sorry.

Another sip in my face.

“Sir, remember your name. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu just left, and the girls around immediately photographed my shoulder.

“Your boyfriend is so handsome. I’m sorry.

Boyfriend?

It was the first time that Guillaume was treated as my boyfriend.

When he used to go out together, he stood not near to me, but at a distance that no one could misinterpret.

Although I was talking about being together, I never thought I was his girlfriend.

How could he do this in a place like this, where so many people can’t clean up?

I can’t get a delivery boy in my head, so I’ll pass it to my classmates.

I’m feeling sweet.

His eccentric reaction over this period seems to have been explained.

Does he like me a little bit?

By the time he finished the game, my voice was already dumb, and the girls around me were saying something about him.

He walked up to me, and he said to a couple of guys who just ended up.

“My girlfriend, round. I’m sorry.

Was it just a fantasy that he admitted I was his girlfriend? These two situations are particularly different.

My heart is pounding at a couple of boys and showing as much goodwill as possible.

“Just take it easy, don’t smile so sweet. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu approached me with evil and evil.

Let’s have dinner. I’m sorry.

I responded with joy.

At half the meal, my mother suddenly made a phone call and saw the atmosphere in front of him and his friends, and I picked up my phone and went out.

Just picked up and heard my mom say something about crashing.

The word is full of fire.

“Front, you’re going home. Your dad’s in the hospital. I’m sorry.

I got scared and flew back to the box.

“I don’t like her. I’m sorry.

My heart went cold.

All the vinegar, the desire to possess all the show?

I took my bag and I went out, and Guillaume stopped me.

“What’s up, what’s up? I’m sorry.

I waved at everyone.

“You guys eat first, I have to go first. I’m sorry.

I didn’t look back and I didn’t walk out of the box.

When I got to the hospital, I saw my father lying on his bed, his eyes closed, and he had no blood on his face.

My mom sits by her bed, she cries, she chokes.

“Mom, what did the doctor say? I’m sorry.

When I came over, my mom stood up and held me tight.

“Your dad’s all right. He’s in a hurry. I’m sorry.

It was like a long struggle, she couldn’t stand it, and she ended up crying on my shoulder.

“In round, our house is broke, your father is fooled by your Uncle Wu, there’s nothing left. I’m sorry.

It’s warm and liquid down my arm.

I’m frozen.

I’ve been thinking about what’s going on on the way here, and my dad’s a man who’s been working all the time, he’s focused on maintenance, he’s in good health, and he’s not just a little bit of a hit.

I just didn’t think it was so serious.

In a moment, my world was turned upside down.

When I was a child, my parents were a day of their own, and now I grew up, and I realized that this day would grow old and vulnerable.

My mom’s crying finally woke me up.

I held her hand.

“Mom, it’s okay. We’ll wait for Dad to wake up. I’m sorry.

“I don’t really need money. It doesn’t matter if you and Dad are good. I’m sorry.

After a long time, my mom took a little bit of relief and shot my hand.

It’s just that there’s a cry in it.

“Your dad started out of nothing. He’s built up a lot of connections over the years, but he didn’t expect to trust his friends.

“There was something wrong with your father’s company before, and it didn’t matter to me and your father. It’s just you haven’t had money since you were a kid. I wanted you to marry, at least to make sure you were rich, and your father stopped me and said no matter what.

“Mom is glad I didn’t do it, or I’ll regret it for the rest of my life, and my circle really grew up. I’m sorry.

I spoke with my mother for a while, and when it came to quiet, I saw a dozen uncalled calls from Guillaume on the phone.

Keep an eye on the phone, I don’t know what to do.

“I don’t like her.

“Isn’t there just some money?”

That’s good.

I don’t even have the money anymore.

“Clock.” I’m sorry.

I looked up and my dad woke up and looked at me.

“Dad, how are you doing? Is something wrong? I’m sorry.

I put my phone down and ring the bell.

The doctor came in quickly and gave my dad a check.

“It’s nothing. Take a break and get out of the hospital. I’m sorry.

My heart came down and raised my dad.

“Do you fall in love? I’m sorry.

There’s no love between me and Guillaume…

“No…”

“Dad saw it all. I’m sorry.

I know he’s talking about T-shirts on the balcony.

“A round, Dad doesn’t object to you being in love, and he doesn’t care about each other’s family, but Dad wants you to love yourself more and not to be a little low-profile for others.

“My daughter will always be the best. I’m sorry.

What I’m trying to say is that the warm liquid on the face slipped.

“Dad, I…”

I know.

Pack up and I’m home.

The door was pushed, and it was seen that Guillaume was sitting on the couch, with blood on his eyes and a bit of a mess.

Round, all right?

I looked at him and forced myself not to be soft.

“Coullou, pack up and move away from here. I’m sorry.

I lifted my feet and he stopped me.

What do you mean?

His eyes were full of bitterness and care.

“Don’t you want me?”

My heart’s in pieces.

“I’m tired, Guillaume.

“We’re so together. I’m sorry.

And his feet were still on and his eyes were on me.

“Worried”?

“Not anymore? That’s all of it?”

The window was not known when there was a small rain, which fell on the puddle, stunned out and spreads around the rim.

His voice was light, but he brought me to his first meeting.

Song told me to go to the gym school to watch basketball games, and I went the wrong way, walking along the unknown shade lanes of the woods, walking on unruly rock roads with heels.

A bang, a broken heel, I stomped.

It’s complaining, but it’s not alone, it’s raining, it’s raining, it’s falling, it’s splattering my leg.

“Are you all right?”

That’s what I saw at that time, and unlike my wolf, he was wearing a white jersey vest, a smooth muscle line, a smile on his face and a soft, soft hand to me.

“You hold the umbrella, I’ll show you to the infirmary. I’m sorry.

After he got down, reached out and showed me his hand.

Maybe he was too good-looking, and I got lost, and I reached out and I jumped on his shoulder.

I was holding on to the umbrella, and I saw the rain slip along the umbrella, dripping on his shoulder, and he didn’t care.

“Just cover yourself up. I’m sorry.

And on the way We were unable to look down from his eyebrow, and then fell upon the stubble of his throat, and was stupefying and stingling.

The other word of love at first sight is that I did not think of it before, but when I met Guillaume, I felt like I had fallen.

“Thank you, my name is Lin Round. I’m sorry.

He put me in the infirmary’s bed.

“Just a small thing. I’m sorry.

What I’m about to say is that Song Zhen is coming in.

“Clock, all right. Why did you fall in a basketball game? I’m sorry.

I realized there was someone around me and she turned her head.

“Ah, did you send round?”

Guillaume nodded his head.

Song’s word is rain.

“Isn’t that going to allow us to be round? I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu has no face and does not seem to have heard that.

“I’ve got to go. I’m sorry.

I’m looking at his back. I’m thinking of Little 99.

It’s just that later, me and him had no more first sights.

For him, I’m just a passerby whose name I can’t remember, and all I’ve shown is a cold response.

“That’s all. I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes, and I hate you more than a cold refusal, pretending to like me, which is undoubtedly crushing my only self-esteem.

“All right, I don’t have a choice. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu looked down, couldn’t see his face, and pushed the door to turn around and fell back.

“The circle, where have you been?”

My dad looked a lot better. My mom was cutting apples for him.

Unlike my father’s last kidney stones, the ward was full of fruit baskets, people came and talked to my father.

It’s warm, it’s cold, it’s full of light.

“I went home and got something. I’m sorry.

My dad sits up.

“Sorry, daughter, it’s Dad. I’m sorry.

He seems to have lost a lot of weight in the last few days, and his eyebrows are full of fatigue.

I didn’t cry because I bit my teeth.

“It’s okay. There’s no more money to earn as long as you’re okay. I’m sorry.

“I’ve taken care of the car, and the company’s stock should pay the vast majority of the debt. I’m sorry.

Turns out parents really get old and kids can grow up overnight.

“Lin, we have nothing, at least a daughter. I’m sorry.

My mom gave my dad the cut apple while looking at me.

My dad’s swinging. Look at me.

“Your aunt asks if you want to study at her place and come back in a few years.

“Think about it, we’ll finish up on this side of the country and your future will be the most important. I’m sorry.

“I am…”

“Daddy used to be so busy, he didn’t care much for you, he always thought he could make enough money to give you the best of life, and now he knows how wrong he was.

“What are your concerns? I’m sorry.

My concerns…

I shook my head.

“None. I’m sorry.

When I boarded, I looked back, and the connection between the two people could be broken.

As long as no one takes the initiative, they become strangers.

Outside the country, life seems to have been busy, as if it had not really been thought of, except for the occasional emptiness of bedtime, to think of a period that I had had that I could not even call love.

Happy New Year. I’m sorry.

A few days before returning home, information was unexpectedly received from Guillaume, with some confusion and some surprises.

Is it… a grouping?

I thought about it all night, whether or not he’s in a group, and out of courtesy I went back to “Happy New Year.”

He waited a long time and never heard back from him.

I couldn’t do that. I put my phone away.

Song Zheng said he’d pick me up at the airport.

It’s rare that she’s still around, hasn’t changed in years.

“You still know to come back?

“I’m not going to talk to you anymore. I’m sorry.

I left my mouth open.

“You can feed me now, I’m poor.” I’m sorry.

Song Qian doesn’t believe.

“Didn’t you come back from heavy gold? I’m sorry.

“That doesn’t affect the fact that I’m poor. I’m sorry.

She didn’t care to hear me cry.

“That must feed you. I’ll leave the soup for you. I’m sorry.

When I heard that, I laughed.

“What about me?”

“You eat noodles with me naturally. I’m sorry.

It’s over, I sat in the back seat with Song Qing, and she hesitated.

“Something, say it. I’m sorry.

This man can’t hide what he’s born to say.

“Do you have any contact with you? I’m sorry.

I’d like to say my blessing for the last few days, if that’s also called contact.

I shook my head.

Song’s words flashed an incredible amount.

“He’s not…

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that they’ve been rehabilitated, and now they’re rich. I’m sorry.

He can only hear from other people now…

“That’s good. I’m sorry.

I nod my head and look out the window.

Actually, I love living a day off and playing cards, and it’s like I’ve got a place to live.

But Song won’t let me go.

“A round, a box has been booked for you at night to wash the dust. I’m sorry.

I’m tired of getting paid, just about to say no.

Song Qianxing pushed me in and pulled me out of bed.

“I said, “Why send a message?” I’m sorry.

I pointed to the phone screen.

I had to send a message when I lived with her.

“Isn’t that what you’re prepared for? I’m sorry.

Say whatever you want, pull me up.

“Come on, put on a make-up and look like you’re lazy. I’m sorry.

I can’t lift it.

“What? Want to introduce me? I’m sorry.

Song Qing says, “No, I don’t deny it.”

I lie back.

“Bye, it’s nice to be alone. I’m sorry.

“You don’t go today, regret your life, you’re a handsome man.

“Come on, look at you alone. I’m embarrassed about Su-eun. I’m sorry.

We said, “Did you show less? I’m sorry.

I was dragged up by her and said nothing, and I gave up.

It’s true what she said about “The Great Hand.”

When I got to the box, I didn’t see any handsome guy. Song waved at me.

“Where are they? I’m sorry.

“Take it easy, it’s almost there. I’m sorry.

As soon as she had finished, the door in the box was pushed.

I didn’t expect to see you again, but I didn’t expect to see you so soon.

He was wearing a camel-coloured coat, which covered the whole person, and the hair of the previously scattered hair had been geled and matured considerably.

Just a little thinner, and the lower line gets more edgy.

He looked at me, and he was cold.

I don’t know how to react.

“Don’t know? I’m sorry.

He’s much more generous than I am.

When I saw his hand standing in the air, I was a little sour, and I walked in the supermarket with his hand.

I’m also reaching out.

“Long time no see. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu grunted.

“A little while ago, it was only three years. I’m sorry.

Does he think it’s too short?

If it’s embarrassing for us, Song’s words are too busy.

“It’s been a long time, and you’ve got no conscience. I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to embarrass her. I laughed.

“Isn’t there a video? I’m sorry.

I look up and see a smirk on my face.

“How did you meet? I’m sorry.

When did Song Qin and Guo Yiu get to eat together?

“Business transactions. I’m sorry.

Guillaume opened his mouth and said that he was sitting next to me, and he saw nothing.

“I see. I’m sorry.

I turned my head, but I found him and me so close that I could feel the warm breath.

I smiled, moved the chair, pulled me away from him and seemed to see his face black.

“What do I say, handsome? Are you sure?”

It didn’t seem awkward enough. Song Qing said that he was squeezing my eyes.

Noding. I just want to finish this meal as soon as possible.

I have no idea what Song Xin is trying to do. She doesn’t understand what happened to me and Guillaume, and she’s setting up a meal like this.

Does she want to introduce Guillaume to me?

“I’ll go to the bathroom. I’m sorry.

I can’t sit. I’m standing up.

But to go out through Guillaume, he didn’t mean to give me any more.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.

And I opened my mouth, and he looked at me and moved his leg with great mercy.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

When I get out of the box, I’m like I’m back to life, and the cold wind blows in my face, breaking all the unrealistic illusions.

When I put a lipstick on my feet and went out, I hit a meat wall and got a little headache on my forehead.

“Guyo, how did you…”

I didn’t think much. I called out his name.

Guo Yiu’s head was down and his aura was growing stronger when he disappeared for several years.

“You don’t want to see me? I’m sorry.

I consciously shook my head.

How could I not want to see him?

“No, it’s not for us to see again. I’m sorry.

A cold hum.

“What relationship?”

I look up and I just see his sarcasm.

Yeah, what relationship?

I had nothing to do with him.

I’m going to say something. He’s got his feet up.

I had to follow him behind him, so he didn’t sit in the box and let me in.

A meal tastes like wax and tastes nothing of good food.

Back home, Song asked me without giving up.

“Is it impossible for you? I’m sorry.

Actually, it was never possible for me and Guillaume.

I broke all of him with money. Now I don’t have any money. He’s rich.

I shake my head and my heart is sore.

“It’s impossible to be together for so long. How can it be now? I’m sorry.

Song Qing lamented.

“That’s because you were wrong. I’m sorry.

I thought she was talking about me giving what I had intended to do, and treating him as an all-out wrong.

“It’s not right now…”

Because I saw him, I was still moving, still trying to get to him and still trying to take his hand and walk step by step along the road.

I wasn’t qualified. I’m not qualified anymore.

Song didn’t contradict me. He took a few bottles of wine out of the fridge.

“Not him, we’re not drunk. I’m sorry.

I wringed the lid and touched her.

“Well, you can’t get drunk. I’m sorry.

I thought that I would never see you again, and I didn’t want to hear from him in a few days’ time, and he was still indifferent.

“See if it’s yours? I’m sorry.

After that, a picture came, a box full of my stuff.

I’m a little confused. Didn’t I put all this in that house? Then the house was sold and I never went back to get it.

“It’s mine. I’m sorry.

“More?”

I wanted him to throw it out, but I saw a knitted, pink, little bow.

This was when I knitted him with a needle.

The look on Guillaume’s face was a little hopeless.

“I’m a big man, knitting this for people to see it tarnish my reputation. I’m sorry.

I haunt him, whatever.

“I don’t care.

I felt a little bit wrong when I said it, but he didn’t hear me.

“Okay, I’ll knit you.

“Someone else has, you have to. I’m sorry.

I can’t suddenly tell him to lose it.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

I just finished. His message came out.

“The address is the original house. Remember where it was? I’m sorry.

Why in the old house? I’m a little confused, but I’m back.

“Remember. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think I’d go back to the house, nor did I think the owner of the house had become Guillaume.

I ring the doorbell, it’s a little tempting.

“Come in. I’m sorry.

I took my legs up and walked inside, but I was surprised to find that the house was exactly the same as before and that it had not changed at all.

Why is he so lazy?

Why don’t you change the house yourself?

But someone else’s stuff, I don’t think.

“Where is it?”

I looked around and didn’t see him photographing my case.

“In your room. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think too much of it.

The lights were turned on, the room was still the same, the bed was still the same as the one I had made, the dolls on the bed remained the same, as if I had never left the room.

There was a bed covered and folded up, but the sheets were wrinkled and were clearly inhabited.

I saw the box, but I didn’t see the bag.

“Is there something missing? I’m sorry.

I’m embarrassed to ask him where the bag I used to knit was, and to ask him in a euphemism.

“Hmm? What? I’m sorry.

He doesn’t seem to understand.

“There’s a pink bag with a bow. I’m sorry.

“Can we be more detailed?”

He didn’t mean it, did he?

“That’s the one you used to sew. I’m sorry.

Unfortunately, I saw a smile on Guillaume’s face, without indifference and sarcasm, as if in a good mood.

“Look for yourself. It should be in this room. I’m sorry.

I tried to twist my head off, but I thought he looked like he was doing something big.

I even accidentally broke my finger and put my lips on him.

I opened the closet and saw a bunch of ladies’ clothes, various styles.

I can’t stop my hair when my heart is sore, even though I knew that Guyoon had nothing more normal to do.

I’m not in the mood to see it again, I’m going to close the cupboard, and one hand is blocking me and holding on to the door.

“No more looking?”

I shook my head.

“Forget it, I don’t want it. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu’s head was down, near my ears, and the warm breath came into the snail.

“To you, everything is what you want, not what you want? I’m sorry.

His tone was so gentle that I lost my breath.

“And so am I. I’m sorry.

“I am…”

Waiting for me to say something. Guo Yiu’s head is down, taking away all my ability to think.

He has great power, and he has an illegible grievance.

Remembering the clothes in the closet, I pushed people away.

“No, Guillaume. I’m sorry.

When I pushed people away, I ran.

Back home, it’s getting all wrong, why buy my house if you have a girlfriend, and why not change the inner decoration.

Are you trying to be nice to yourself?

He’s not… waiting for me, is he?

That idea was so hard on my mind that I thought it was impossible.

After a few days of calm, Guillaume did not come to me again, and I thought it would be over.

But I saw Guyore again at the company’s party.

“The circle, to the general drink, there will be many opportunities for cooperation. I’m sorry.

The boss pushed me to signal that I’d give a toast to Guillaume.

And who can think of a man who sits on the throne and is so smug that he is the uppermost?

I looked at him, but I found him staring at me and looking at him with a sense of oppression.

It doesn’t look like it’s gonna work.

I stood up and walked in front of him.

“Mr. Gu, I’d like to propose a toast to you, and I hope we have a chance to work together. I’m sorry.

Guillaume was staring at me, not talking.

Heads up, a whole glass of wine pours into the mouth, and the concussion goes down in the throat, adding a little beauty.

I was about to drink, and he took the cup and drank it.

“Are you okay?”

Look at him drink so fast, I say it before the brain.

“All right. I’m sorry.

He sat down and I went back to my place.

But it doesn’t look like it’s okay.

The whole meal, nothing, a glass of wine and a glass of red.

“Song, take care of the boss. I’m sorry.

The boss was holding his elbow next to his colleagues in the air and said that his voice was not so low that people around him could hear it.

Idiots know what he wants.

It’s none of my business to keep telling myself about it, but when it ends, my eyes follow Guyo.

Xiao Song listened to her boss and followed her behind her, laughing at her, as if he didn’t see me.

It’s cold in my heart, and it’s a pleasure to have a beautiful woman.

I turned back.

I don’t know if I’m in the mood or if I’m in the head. I’ve been walking a few times, and I can’t find the exit.

For a while, I was crouching in the corner and crying.

“Why are you crying?”

It’s like an illusion, and the voice of Guillaume is ringing in my ear, and it’s a bit of a shock.

I raised my head, I didn’t hear anything. I did.

But he’s a little too red and he’s got a little bit of a hard-on on his face.

Look at him. I stand up and hold him.

“Did Song not send you?”

Guillaume seemed dizzy.

“What little Song?”

I had no choice but to put him up.

“Where Gu lives, I’ll take you. I’m sorry.

“Where can I live?

“Don’t you know?”

I thought he’d be staying at a hotel tonight.

It seems that the vast majority of the weight of Guoyang’s body is on me, and I have struggled to get people into the car, and he has lost all consciousness throughout his journey.

Start the engine. I took the man to his bed, took off his shoes, feared he would suffer and prepared to go to the kitchen and make the soup.

And he wouldn’t let me go.

Again?

I don’t know if he’s awake or not, but he’s just talking about my crimes.

“Also before, walk away and say no to me.

“Lin Round, am I to you a pet that comes and goes? Wave if you like, kick if you don’t like? I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, it seems to be an extravagant.

“The pets have feelings. I’m sorry.

I’m unconsciously disproved.

“No, you’re not a pet. I’m sorry.

He looked up and saw that Guyore was purified, without any traces of drunkenness.

I lay on the bed with his hand.

The voice of Guillaume is full of frustration.

“Do not turn me down. I’m sorry.

Sense remains.

“But you have a girlfriend…”

The voice of Guillaume fell in my ear.

“You ran away. Where did I get my girlfriend? I’m sorry.

I still don’t feel right.

Don’t you like me? I’m sorry.

I remember what he said before.

Who said that?

“You said it yourself.

“You said I only had a few money. I’m sorry.

Guo Yiu thought about it for a while.

“When did I say that?”

This guy doesn’t admit it?

I repeated his words locally.

“Just as you were about to introduce me to your friend, I took a call and came back to hear you say…”

Guillaume seems to remember this.

“Ling round, there are lots of rich people. I’m sorry.

“Do you think I’m talking about you? I’m sorry.

I’m just thinking about another face.

“Oh…”

“Anything else? I’m sorry.

I thought about it and shook my head.

The next kiss of Guillaume fell down.

The sky is covered with light, and I sleep restless and faint.

It is not clear whether Guo Yiu was drunk or not, that he was drunk and that he had forgotten everything.

I can’t sleep.

Then you fell into a warm embrace.

“Good boy, get some sleep.

“The Civil Administration hasn’t opened yet. I’m sorry.

(concluded)

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.