41. In love with bamboo ponies
I’m in love with a little girl.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Late in the night, my nose was bruised and my face was in the hospital emergency room.
“Yo, boyfriend domestic violence?” I’m sorry.
I said to Song without an expression:
“See the courage.” I’m sorry.
One.
When Song heard my words, he looked up and looked at a fire that could not be contained.
“Twilight, you’re overstretched! I’m sorry.
Song’s words, from childhood to age, have always been full of justice.
I thought he heard me die of the wounds, and I didn’t think he would continue to mock me.
And I will not be weak, but I will smite and turn my lips.
“Oh? Why do men need your help when they are stronger than men? I’m sorry.
Soong-soon’s face is so tight, he doesn’t pay attention to me, he starts to focus on my face.
I’m happy to be quiet and sit still.
If you don’t want to see Song Liang’s face in front of me, I’ll just close my eyes and let him wipe my wounds with cotton balls and disinfectant water.
He’s very light, but it’s a little irritating, and I can barely feel pain.
After I’m done with the wounds on my face, I stand up and I’m ready to go.
SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SUNNING.
“Do you have any injuries?”
I don’t want to turn around and wave my hand back.
“No, no.”
Then, bang, I fell on the floor.
Song Liang ran to me, held my head in my arms, shoving in my face and calling my name, and the sound was a little tense.
“Twilight!”
It’s rare to see Song Li is so concerned about me, my face is red and whispers:
“All right, all right. I’ve just been sitting a little longer. I’m sorry.
The two beautiful eyebrows of Song Liang were stunned and asked me.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I’m sorry.
I noded my head to answer that he was all right, but his head was dizzy.
A princess hugged me and put me in the bed of the emergency room. Take his coat out of the closet and put it on me.
“Well, you’ll lie down here and I’ll take you home from work, save you any surprises. I’m sorry.
Two.
When I woke up, I was lying in bed.
I’m covered in shit and I’m looking at the room.
Nothing’s changed.
Smiling, breaking my mind, I looked at the door.
“Not recognized?”
Song Liang was wearing a pyjamas, leaning towards the door and drinking a glass of milk in his hand.
His hair’s a mess. He just woke up.
Looks like you’re in a good mood.
“Come and have breakfast when you wake up. I’m sorry.
I answered Song’s speech and picked up my cell phone from the table and wanted to flip over and see if there was a Sunday call.
The voice of Song Ying Ying Ying is coming back.
“What phone? Your baby boyfriend didn’t call on Sunday. I’m sorry.
We shall not hear, but We shall open our letters, and there shall be no news of the Sunday.
So he went out yesterday, and maybe he stayed up all night.
I looked in the circle of friends, and he had a dynamic last night, a tan-coloured, green, paper-drunk, cold-hearted mood that swung into my heart, and I felt cold.
It hurts a little, and there’s something coming out of your eyes, ticking on the phone screen.
I fear not to blink, lest I fall, and lest Song’s word mock me.
Song Liang saw me sitting on the phone and didn’t talk to him like he used to.
He’s a little out of control.
“Hey, hey, Twilight, are you crying? I’m just saying the truth. I’m sorry.
Song went into the room and threw his cell phone out of my hand.
He grabbed my shoulder with his hands and forced me to look at him, and said to me in a proper manner:
“Thou knowest that there are only those who do not love you as you wish, which does not mean that you will not be loved in this world.” I’m sorry.
I looked into Song’s eyes, and his nose was so high, he couldn’t stop his handsomeness even after a long night shift, wearing only his nightgown and his hair in a mess.
I’m sorry.
“Song Lian, do you love me?”
Song’s face is so red, it’s as if he’s been choked by spit and he’s starting to cough so hard:
“Cough, I’m cough, cough, cough, cough.”
3
You, you… you big head!
I turned a white eye and pulled the covers out of the bed.
Starving, having breakfast.
I’m swallowing my mouth. Song Liang is talented in cooking and rarely has a chance to eat his own food.
Back at the university, our school boys’ dorms broke, and a bunch of bloated boys lived together, and the dorms smelled all day, and the hard-breeds forced the sanctuaries to the out-of-school rental.
In sophomore year, Aunt Song flew back from abroad to see him. Up to the ceiling is not the right color, the lights are not crystal lamps, the sewers are easy to block, the toilet is not self-cleaning, and Song’s apartment has been criticized for nothing.
Aunt Song had a big hand and bought him a three-bedroom in the neighborhood near the school.
I’m surprised that the CEO’s wife is so rich and so private that she’s sure of it.
The house was decorated and Song Liang himself converted the room to two bedrooms, a library.
Aunt Song rushed Song in and asked me to help him live.
I went to Song’s place as a gift with a bowl of rich bamboo, and Aunt Song took me in the living room with a melon.
Yes, how could the CEO’s wife cook in person?
I’ve been staring at the kitchen with my guacamole, and Song’s words are like a personal sin, a man who’s busy washing and cooking and cutting fruit, and who’s been set up by Aunt Song.
At the table, Auntie Song forced me to move in with Song in front of Song.
“What’s there to live in? Just move in here. You can still eat! I’m sorry.
Auntie Song and I fought hard, using all my brain cells for all kinds of reasons, but I still failed.
It’s because of Aunt Song’s reasons.
She’s like the three-way argument in the debate, and whatever I say, she can find an argument against me.
I didn’t say anything to Song’s good-looking mouth, and I didn’t seem reluctant, so I left the key.
I comfort myself with a key. Aunt Song will be gone in a few days. She doesn’t know if I’m moving in.
4
Thinking of it here, I’m out of my mouth.
When Song’s studies were busy and clean, I did not dare to disturb him at will.
When my roommate and boyfriend had a fight with me for dinner, she was taken away by her boyfriend after a curfew, and I went back to my dorm and was afraid to stay in a hotel myself, it took a long night to sleep at Song’s place.
That night, I woke up hungry in the middle of the night, and I went to the fridge and woke up to the quiet words I used to say.
Song Liang was so angry that day he went to the kitchen to make me a bowl of fresh noodles.
And so this time, this time, it’s becoming more and more frequent.
For example, to go out and get high too late to go back to the dorms, or to borrow the study room after the library’s seat was too tight before the exam.
But every time I come in for any reason, it seems like I’ll catch up with Song and cook.
We were supposed to be the best relationship after puberty.
He doesn’t spit on me often or throws things away, cooks a big table every time, eats and cleans his own dishes.
So I got a habit of eating and not washing dishes.
But then…
Then I met him by chance, and he pursued me madly, and I fell in love with him.
Sunday is a junior student, a little jealous.
I don’t know when Sunday fell for bubbles.
He’d always mind if I had Song’s words so young, didn’t want us to get too close.
And I rarely came to Song’s speech so that I could take him away.
Only once in a while did my mother send a special gift from home and tell me to share it with Song.
Soong-soon and I have returned to the kind of relationship we used to have once before.
But he never got the key back to me, and I didn’t give it back to him for no reason.
I came in a couple of times to get something to eat, to take advantage of the time to ease the relationship, but the fridge at Song’s house was always empty.
I thought he was about to study, to study, to learn, to be stressed, to stop cooking, and to have eaten his food today by mistake.
I have to say, cooking is still so good.
Smells good!
5
I was happy to come down.
Soong-soon didn’t say anything. He packed his chopsticks and went to the kitchen.
I took my cell phone on the couch and sent a video to Zhou Tsai and refused to pick it up.
I called Sunday again or I refused.
I’m not giving up. Call him again. He’s off.
When Song finished washing the dishes, he saw me holding my phone with my nose blue and swollen face and laughing at me.
I took my phone and I was going to pack up and go back to school to find Zhou Qi, and Song told me to stop.
“I’ll take you to the police later. You’ll stay here until the perv gets caught last night. I’m sorry.
Last night, I tried to take a shortcut back to school, and I met a pervert trying to molest a girl. I went up one arrow and kicked down the pervert, and the girl came out and ran to school, and I got punched in the face by that guy.
I’m surprised. Ask Song:
“You’re afraid of his revenge? He must have run away. Besides, it’s so dark, he won’t recognize me. I’m sorry.
I’ll take a look at you.
“The road is the way back to school, which only the school knows.” I’m sorry.
Only the school knows, which means that the pervert who tried to molest a girl last night was the schoolman?
If that pervert is really from school, it’s pretty easy for me to go back to school.
Song Liang took me to the police station to report the case, and the police took someone to inspect the scene.
I went back to the dormitory with my mask, my sunglasses and my hat, and I went back to the dormitory to pack some clothes and supplies, and I left his house with Song.
At night, Sunday called me and said he was out yesterday, so he slept late and was called off by friends.
And even on Sunday he swore to me that he would never do it again. I was unhappy, but I accepted his statement.
I forgave him without words, and thought he’d mind if I got close to Song and told him that I had recently gone home from work.
Six.
I’ve been hanging around here every day and having a hard time.
My roommate, Min Min Ming, asked me if I broke up with Zhou Tsiao and often saw him come and go with a schoolgirl.
I didn’t think so. Sunday was a bit more fun, but he’s always had a sense of proportionality.
I was talking to him on Sunday, but I was not happy that I had interfered with him, saying that he was his classmate.
And We have spoken with one word, and We have observed what is going on and what is going on, so that there is no gossip.
Zhou suddenly got angry and said that they were experimenting with the same group and that the old story was asking me about my relationship with Song.
I recall my recent injuries, Song’s careful care and daily meal, and my temper.
I learned from his usual tone:
“I can’t do anything if you think so!” I’m sorry.
The telephone was then hung up.
Sunday and I began the cold war, and I was in a bad mood, and I went straight to Song’s place and kept eating and drinking.
A few days later, I was baptizing and suddenly I got a private letter.
“Today, I’m your senior, Liu Qiang. Can I add a word? I have something to talk to you about. I’m sorry.
I put up with the misdemeanor and left her a little signal, and soon I received a friend’s application.
I just clicked through my best friend, and Wei-shin started to sound.
I’ll turn it on.
It’s a Sunday photo.
The Sundays in the bathrobe, the Sundays in one pair of underwear, the Sundays in which you sleep, and even those that are not insinuated…
There were a couple of voice messages.
I played it with a tremor hand.
“When I am pleased with my sister, I have a child on Sunday, so make us all.” I’m sorry.
“Chou Tsai said he wouldn’t be with you if you didn’t have money. I’m sorry.
“He also said that you’ve been acting innocent and that he’s long gone. I’m sorry.
“You can leave him alone. We’re the true ones! I’m sorry.
Did Sunday cheat?
And now you’re looking for me?
I put up with the anger and started to reply.
“He’s got two ships to make you third, and you’re in love? I’m sorry.
Back across the street.
“For Sunday, I don’t care! I’m sorry.
“There’s nothing in love that comes first. It’s you who is not loved.” I’m sorry.
I was laughed at by her shameless and terrible trio, and I picked the chat record to forward it to Sunday.
Zhou called immediately, arguing that he had been seduced.
Listen to him. I laughed:
“Scram, you piece of shit!”
Hang up and hack them.
I’m not sad after the break-up, I just want to say, “Idiot.” I’m sorry.
I thought Sunday was just a game.
Ugh!
7
My roommate Min-min once again gossiped that I was with Song.
I wonder why she asked, and she threw me a link, an article from the school forum.
“The news department seems to be pure, but it has two ships on its feet. I’m sorry.
The names in the article are aliased, describing how close I was to Song’s words and how I was on two boats, playing two men in the palm of my hand. In the middle of the night, Princess Song took a picture of me back to his house, a picture of Song Liang standing under my dormitory, and a picture of me coming home with him in a strict and honest manner.
It is clear that these were taken in camera and that, while there is no very direct face, we can be identified by a glance at the body.
I’m sure Liu Qiang did it, and I pulled her out of the blacklist and asked her to delete it and apologize publicly.
She came back to me proudly.
“True Joy, with all intents and truth, you and Song Qing hug and return to his place of residence late in the night. No one will believe you!” I’m sorry.
And We called Zhou, and asked him to deal with his rotten peach blossoms.
And the Zhou said: Lo! I was with Song, and he lied to him when he was with Song.
I had to hang up.
Peachy news seems to be spreading very quickly, and no matter how I explain it, we all agree that my words and those of Song are unclear.
I am glad that Song has graduated and that he has not paid attention to them, hoping that the events will be resolved as soon as possible.
I posted a record of Liu’s conversation with me, trying to prove that it was a deliberate blackout after Sunday.
However, the students are not paying, and they are questioning that we can do whatever we want to do with the tweets.
Given the fact that the case is still pending and that the case needs to be kept confidential, I am not in a position to disclose the true circumstances of the shooting of Song. At one point, public opinion was biased towards Zhou Yi and Liu Yi, and I was sprayed into the current Pan-Kinlian.
I took a few more days off from the counselor to explain at the forum with my classmates.
When I look at a pair of pandas, I eat with no food.
“You haven’t slept in the last night and you’ve been busy stealing dogs? I’m sorry.
I have been resting for days and feeling guilty of pulling Song Seong into the water, and I am under great stress.
I didn’t mean to talk to him, and I went to my mouth, and I scratched my mouth with ulcer.
I fell apart and cried with a bowl.
8
Song lied to me.
He can’t stand up and hold my head and stammer.
“Did you and did you fight Sunday? I’m sorry.
Listen to Song’s mention of Sunday, I’m more emotional, crying:
“Don’t talk to me about Zhou Tshou! Oh, he cheated on me and threw a toddler at me. I’m sorry.
And suddenly there’s a strange thing on Song’s face, like joy and excitement.
Then he frowned again.
“You don’t get any rest every day, do you? I’m sorry.
Soong-song asked me to gently slap my back.
I slowly stopped crying and said everything.
Song told me to use my cell phone and opened the forum and read the article that so-called exposed me.
I looked at Song’s words with the look I expected, and he put his phone down and said:
“It’s a good picture. It’s nice. I’m sorry.
He looked me in the face again and he strangled me and analyzed me.
“Son of a bitch, it’s obvious he bought you a water band on purpose. I’m sorry.
“Most of the bad comments and personal calls for your account number have been registered in recent days. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that everyone doesn’t believe you. Look at these accounts, they’re making comments that you believe, and all of them are attacked by the sailors. I’m sorry.
SONG LONG LONG has turned around and clicked on several accounts that helped me talk.
They trusted me today and asked me if my boyfriend was Sunday.
But because I’m not paying attention to them, without a response, they can only send me a message every day.
Song Liang took my phone and asked them one by one and replied that I broke up with Chow.
There are two girls online and they’ll be back soon.
They said the same thing, saying that they had been cheated on by Sunday.
Sunday lied to them that they had broken up with me, that I had been haunting him.
I was surprised that I thought Sunday was just a game until Liu found me.
When Liu Qi found me, I thought he couldn’t bear the physiology… and I didn’t know he was doing it on his back?
They didn’t realize they were being tricked before I sent out Liu’s and my chat records.
Now they want to give me evidence to make Sunday pay for it!
Suddenly I’m full of fights and punches to discuss revenge with these good sisters.
Song twitched and laughed at our girls’ friendship.
He put away his phone and told me to eat.
9
I was guided by Song’s words and gathered evidence of Zhou Zhou Zhou’s fraud.
The forum’s opinion suddenly turned to me, accusing Zhou Tsai of being a scum.
It’s so smooth that I’m talking about it at the table and with Song.
The venomous nature of Song’s speech is once again in full play.
“Why can’t we buy a water force with rhythm?” I’m sorry.
I am so relieved that I have raised my thumbs against Song.
“The evil man has his own evil man!” I’m sorry.
The following morning, Director Li of the School Teaching Service suddenly called me and said that there was something at the school that he wanted me to go back to the school as soon as possible.
I talked to Song at lunch and he thought.
“I’ll go with you this afternoon. I’m on leave today. I’m sorry.
I’ve noded my head, and I’m still working on my cooking.
In the afternoon, me and Song resigned to the school instruction office, and Director Li scolded me with his head and face at the school forum, affecting the school image.
Please remove the post now or the school will punish you! I’m sorry.
“And by the way, flies don’t sting their eggs! I’m sorry.
I’m pissed at his attitude and I’m ready to go back.
Soong Liang stood in front of me and said,
“Mr. Li, what are the schools doing when they insult and slander? What reason does she, as a victim, want to prove her innocence and to punish the perpetrator instead of the perpetrator? I’m sorry.
Song Litton is out, wrinkled, and continues:
“As part of the school, the image of the school did not eventually warn them of slander. If they find a school and think this is a problem, let them wait for a letter from their lawyer.”
Chief Li has worn cold sweats on his head, he dared not order me to delete any more and even promised to punish them on Sunday.
I walked out of the office with Song’s words.
One.
They did not wait for the school to punish them for Sunday.
I got a major gossip from Min Min Min.
Director Li was brought to school by the former wife and told to report his sexual relations with students!
Min-min let me guess who the student is.
I don’t know.
“There are so many students in school that I don’t know everyone. I’m sorry.
Min-min had a “smoke” look, and suddenly I was blessed.
“Is it Liu Yi? I’m sorry.
“Bingo, yes! I’m sorry.
A video I dialed to Minmin and started gossiping.
“Is it really Liu Yi? Didn’t she say she was pregnant, that she was in love with Chow? I’m sorry.
The camera’s over there, Minnie.
“Lao is pregnant, but she’s been having an improper relationship with Director Li to protect him. I’m sorry.
I’m a little surprised by Liu’s way of saying she’s really in love with Sunday and she’s selling her body for the future.
Min-min broke my mind and laughed at me:
“What do you think the wife of Director Li knows about this? I’m sorry.
I’m wooing.
“Is there anything inside? I’m sorry.
Min-min smiled, asking me how long I’d have to stay here and move back to my dorm.
I hung up the video.
At first sight, I’ve been living here for a month, and the wounds on my face are far from visible.
Squeeze the meat on my waist, and I feel like I’ve been fattened by Song.
I’m determined to move back to my dorm as soon as possible.
I’ve got a big bowl of food and I’ve got a big mouth.
SONG SONG SONG SONG SLEEPED IN THE STUFF, watching me swallow, mocking me:
“You’re starving to death. I’m sorry.
I’ll move back to the dorm in a couple of days, and I’ll give you a fucking compliment:
After all, you’re so good at this, you’ll have one less! I’m sorry.
SONG SONG SONG “PUT DOWN” THE CHOICE CHOICE, STEPPED BACK TO THE ROOM AND fell on the door.
“It’s good to go when you’re done. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
I’m lying in bed and I can’t sleep.
I don’t know if I ate too much for dinner, and I started to have stomach pains and vomit.
I’d like to call Song, but he’s got such a temper at night that I can’t pull my face off.
I started running the toilet, diarrhea, vomiting, diarrhea, vomiting…
Again and again, I don’t know how many times.
After the last time I threw up, I felt like I wasn’t strong enough to stand up.
When I saw Song Liang standing at the door of the bathroom, I felt I met the God that saved me.
He picked me up and put me on the bed, and he started going through the medical box.
I started squirming and screaming cold.
Song Liang couldn’t find a hot gun anywhere, so he tried my blouse.
I was confused to hear him say:
“Wake up, time out, wake up, you have a fever, we need to go to the hospital. I’m sorry.
But I don’t have the strength to answer him.
When I opened my eyes, I was already lying on the hospital bed, with rhythm dripping over my head.
It’s accompanied by a sing of red blood from both eyes.
When I woke up, he smiled and asked me if I was any better, if my mouth was dry, if my skin was peeled, and my hair was so messed up, it didn’t look like Dr. Song who was usually clean and fine.
I’d like to answer him, but his voice is sore and his voice is so thick and dumb.
Ah, Paul, my voice!
Song Ying touched my head and explained to me.
“You threw up too many times, and the stomach acid ran back to your throat. Shut up, it’ll be over in a few days. I’m sorry.
I blinked at him and fainted at the first position.
Then Song asked me:
“Are you hungry?”
Then he made me blink once and not twice.
I blinked once.
He asked me if I wanted to have porridge or soup, to have a porridge blinking once, to have a soup blink twice.
I looked at him as if he was looking at a sage, and I picked up my cell phone from the bed, typed it and turned it into a voice.
A mechanized woman read my writing properly.
“Song-song-song-song-song-song-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-song-song-song-sing-song-song-song-song-sing-song-sing-song-song-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-song-sing-sing-sing-sing-song-sing-song-song-song-song-song-song-sing-song-sing-song-song-song-s-song-s-song-song-s-song-s-s-s-song-s-song-s-song-s-song-s-s-s-song-s-s-s-s-s Now-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-how-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what—————————————————————,——-,———–,—–,—–,—–,–,———,—-,-,-,–,–,-,-,-,-,-,–,-,-,–,-,- I’m sorry.
There’s been a lot of laughs in the room, and Song’s face is so red.
12
I drink the bronchial soup with satisfaction, and I read the Song in secret. He must have washed up when he came home to make soup, had a nice, clean hair and looked so handsome.
But the time was too short for him to rest, and the red blood in his eyes was still obvious.
I turned on my phone and switched on my voice and edited a message.
“Song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon, I-sing-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-song-song-sing-song-song-song-song-sing-song-sing-song-sing-song-song-sing-song-song.” I’m sorry.
The other uncles and aunts in the ward also advised him to go back to rest.
“Dr. Song, go home and rest. You’ve had a whole night last night, and your eyes are so red. We’ll take care of your girlfriend. I’m sorry.
I’m going to turn my voice around and try to explain that I’m not Song’s girlfriend.
“A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A., I-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A.
Song Liang took my cell phone, pushed it and deleted it.
“Uncle and Auntie, I’ll just go home and rest, and I’ll be gone, so please take care of my pleasure. I’m sorry.
I failed to understand the intent of Song and blinked and decided to remain silent.
After Song left, I began to sleep unconsciously again.
I can’t help it. I couldn’t take it anymore yesterday.
With the conversations of my uncles and aunts, I completely lost consciousness and fell asleep.
I woke up hungry.
When I woke up, the lights in the room were off, and the noise was out.
All the horror stories about the hospital ward that I’ve seen before are now in my head, and my heart suddenly mentions my voice and my phone calls Song.
“Dum-dum-dum…”
Song Liang refused!
I was so nervous about my heart beating.
All of a sudden, the door was pushed and Song was shown with a bag.
The heart that I mentioned came back to its place.
“Why are you calling me?”
I typed it and turned it on to him.
“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
Song Liang brought out a hot tub from the bag and said:
“I knew you were hungry. I just walked to the door and the bag with the stuff broke. I was so busy cleaning it up. I’m sorry.
Well, that voice just came out of Song’s mouth.
I started drinking greasy porridge with a bowl.
13
Finally.
Three days in the hospital, and I lost five pounds of hunger and weight.
I sprained in the mirror and looked at my ant’s waist, and Song had fallen asleep on the couch.
He worked at the hospital during the day, came back from work to take a bath and change his clothes, accompanied him at night at the hospital and was not resting properly.
I removed the glasses from Song’s nose and looked at him, and he seemed to have lost a lot.
And suddenly Song opened his eyes, and I looked at him face to face and looked at him.
It’s kind of embarrassing. I’m going straight up and I’m going to make excuses.
“I’ll take your glasses off. I don’t think I’ve seen you wear them before. I’m sorry.
Song’s words rubbed his eyes and his voice was tired.
“I have a light view, I’ve had a little bit of a medical history lately, and it’s a bit more tedious, and I flip out and wear it. I’m sorry.
He got up and went to the kitchen, and I snuck in and pretended to help and ask Song what to eat for dinner.
Song has the fish in his hand, by the way, wash me onions.
“You’ve just got out of the hospital and you’ve got to keep your diet clean. I’m sorry.
I threw up my tongue and said:
“You told her about Director Li, didn’t you? I’m sorry.
Song Qiang gave the fish a wreath and a nice mouth.
Under the yellow light in the kitchen, he smiled softly, and I couldn’t wait.
He softly answered me:
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I look back and ask Song.
“How do you know if Director Lee cheated on you during her marriage or if she was the one who cheated?” I’m sorry.
SONG’s speech is not so bad as to burn water.
“Mrs. Lee has come to our hospital, she’s in gynaecology and has some problems, and she’s asked Sister Chow for help. I happen to have a patient handed over to Qiu, so I heard something. I’m sorry.
“The prevalence of the disease is relatively uniform, so it is easy to judge that the partner is disloyal. I’m sorry.
The water’s starting to boil, and Song says to put the fish in the voltage and start counting.
“How to identify Liu Qi is simple. I’m sorry.
I dry my hands and look up at Song’s words.
“I’m just guessing from Director Li’s covert attitude to Liu Zheng that day, and later I learned about Mrs. Li, and I pretended I had no intention of suggesting that she better check her partner’s phone. I’m sorry.
SONG SONG SONG SLEEPED MY NOSS.
“You know, some men think they’re never gonna show up and never delete their chat records. I’m sorry.
Men know men better!
I’m so aware.
14
We haven’t waited for the results of the school’s treatment of them.
On the basis of my description of the pervert, as well as the footprints extracted from the site and an empty bottle, they targeted the suspect through data screening.
It’s Director Li of the Department.
I can’t believe it’s him.
Officer Chen also told me that they had been visiting the platoon for a long time to confirm that it was a repeat offender.
“The previous victim, who was afraid to call the police because of his reputation, let him go. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry. No wonder he looks familiar to me.
This magical world.
What a bloody story.
Zhou Yi and Liu Yi were eventually expelled from the school, and I did not follow up on them.
Director Li was miserable, and his wife divorced him, and he was not only dismissed from school, but was also detained for various acts of indecent assault.
The schoolgirl who escaped after I saved her life finally stood up and she wrote at the forum to thank me for my courage and apologize for the injuries I suffered as a result of his escape.
Although there was no navy this time, public opinion in the forum turned to me.
I’m helping the school to promote admissions because I’m being picked up by the school as an image ambassador.
This is the end of a beautiful show featuring me and Song, Director Li, Zhou Qi and Liu Zheng.
The innocent Song Liang has been implicated in my affair, and the image of exasperation has almost disappeared.
But after this, Song and I eased our relationship.
The two of us don’t fight each other any more.
My roommate Min-min secretly told me:
“Twilight, I’ll tell you. Song Li is absolutely into you. Don’t believe me! I’m sorry.
She’s like, “I’m moving, I’m moving.”
Min Min-min came up with an idea to pretend I was drunk at the dorm and called Song’s speech test.
We went out to dinner with me to make a play.
I made two bottles of beer. Call Song.
“Song Lian, I’m drunk and I can’t walk. Will you come and pick me up? I’m sorry.
Song Liang asked me the address and told me to stand there and wait for him. He’ll be right there.
Min Min-min is not too busy asking me if I want to bet on her.
I’ve got a red face.
“What do you want to bet?”
Min-min blinked on my left eye, showed me a delicate smile and waved his hand.
“I’ll bet you’ll marry Song Liang! I’m sorry.
“What’s the bet? I’m sorry.
15
I’m sitting at the back of the school in a big row and I’m talking.
I feel like I’m really drunk.
I dumped my head and tried to keep myself awake. I still have a job today. I can’t just get drunk.
There’s a man from far away who looks like Song Li.
He slowly came to me.
I tried to stay awake and say hi to Song.
“Hey Song Lian, I’ve been waiting for you so long, why did you come? I’m sorry.
The sound of Song’s speech is very annoying.
“Damn, why are you so drunk. I’m sorry.
I heard it. I started trying to explain it with a big tongue.
“No, no, just a little drunk and I can walk. I’m sorry.
I completely forgot the excuse to call Song Liang, struggling to get up and walking a few steps.
“Song Lian, look, I can walk. I’m sorry.
I went a few steps forward and went back and said to Song.
“I can walk, I can walk straight. I’m sorry.
Song went up and a standard princess hugged me up.
And We covered the neck of Song, and looked intoxicated at him with a slightly green chin.
“Song, Song…”
Song’s beautiful eyebrow was twisted, and I tried to reach out and smooth his eyebrow, but I accidentally touched his mouth.
I laughed.
Your mouth is soft too! I thought your mouth was as hard as a duck. I’m sorry.
SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SONG SUNNING.
“Twilight, where do you get all the wonders in your head? My mouth is as hard as a duck’s mouth! I’m sorry.
I’d like to film the face of Song and threaten him to speak softly.
He sided the hand I wanted to make bad and put me firmly on the couch.
“You’re drunk, I’ll pour you water. I’m sorry.
Song turned away.
I remember Min-min’s words, reaching out and holding his horn.
I called him by his name in red.
“Song speech. I’m sorry.
Song has stopped and looked back at me.
I have the courage to speak.
“Song Lian, do you like me?
Song Ying answered me almost immediately.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
His eyes are deep and focused.
I couldn’t resist the joy of blowing up my heart, and I started to laugh.
“From when?”
Soong-soon seems to have been infected by my emotions, too.
His throat went down.
“From a long time ago. I’m sorry.
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Qingcheng Mei
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Thank you. Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
