“The Unruly Secret.”
My secret was discovered by my boyfriend.
He flipped out of my once-in-a-baby station, licking someone’s gym up the Lord’s passion record.
Now he’s sitting on the couch opposite me with an iPad, and he doesn’t have a lot of up and down. I’m sorry.
When he said the last few words, he deliberately slowed down his voice and turned his head on me.
I shrunk my shoulder so I couldn’t look him in the eye.
“When I grew up, the country was a little screen, I was out there, my husband was in there. He held his mouth in cold and cold, and said, “Come on, you’ll call someone else’s husband.” I’m sorry.
I shivered all over my body with shame, “Oh, don’t say that.”
He said, “I can’t even hear them from you.” I’m sorry.
“No, no, I’m learning from others…”
My boyfriend, Sven Joon-soo, turned up the master’s video, down his head, and he looked at the fine muscles, and it gave me two drops of blood, and I couldn’t stand to jump through the window and end my young life.
When he’s done with a video, he thinks, “You like this body? I’m sorry.
How clever of me to be faced with such a fate, “Not as good as you.” I’m sorry.
“You’ve seen it?”
“…no. I’m sorry.
He took his breath, “You’re not like this in front of me. Your mother says you’ve been a good girl since you were a kid and never had a relationship before college, and I’ve been thinking about it for six months. I’m sorry.
I was ashamed to hang my hand, “I’m only going to say hi on the Internet.” And that was half a year ago. I haven’t left this comment since I met you.”
“When you met me, you looked around, didn’t you? I’m sorry.
I choked, so he understood me.
I shouldn’t have left my cell phone on the table so he could see my stupid station account and touch my home page.
It’s a flying disaster.
“It just happened to come in. I’m whispering.
He’s not talking. He’s going to brush my past.
When he doesn’t talk, I’m nervous.
Trying to take the iPad over and not dare.
Watching the crotch’s eyebrow beat, I was surprised to find his ears red.
Finally, he dropped the iPad, stood up and looked at me, and he looked very cold.
It’s over.
In his heart, my people will collapse.
Herb chose to go out with me because I was a little bit like him when he was a little girl.
The Lurou people, like their names, are now young, gentle girls, with their hands up and their feet up.
It can be said that Luorou has influenced the development of his vision.
As for me, living under my mother’s oppression was a bit of a drag, but he mistook me for being nice and quiet, and he came with me under arrangements at home.
Now I can see my face. I think he’s breaking up with me.
“Herb. * And I called his name with emotion *
“…”
He looked at me cold and fell on the door with a tablet.
I was staring at the direction he left.
Go, go, go.
It’s sad that I haven’t slept all night.
When I went to work the next day, my colleagues realized I was in a bad state, and they made me a cup of coffee. The eyebags are out. I’m sorry.
I’m even more upset. I’ve only got eyes for 23 years.
“I broke up. I’m sad to say.
My colleague showed his “usual” face, slapped me on the shoulder and groaned away.
In less than an afternoon, the news of my break-up spread throughout the department, and I bathed in the eyes of pity, and I was asked to go to the bathroom.
At the end of the day, my kind female colleague suggested to me to roll over, and with great experience she advised me not to be too sad. She had long seen how unreliable she was, and it was a good thing that he had not given me the cabbage.
“Speak, off duty. The man’s voice is familiar from the front.
His shirt in his pants came to me, and he was kind of cute, “Are you hungry? I’m sorry.
The face of the female colleague was clearly ablaze, and it was estimated that a redefinition was being made of who was the one who survived the cabbage.
He nodded his head with the people around me and naturally picked up my bag, “Come on, take you to dinner. I’m sorry.
So I got in his car with my coworkers on the lookout.
He’s been quiet. I had to whisper, “It’s a little hot. I’m sorry.
He didn’t even look at it, “Heat takes off his coat…”
He used to turn down my air conditioner for a change.
I kept my mouth shut.
He’s just impatient with me.
Herb took me to the usual Japanese food. I had a feeling it was a free meal.
Think about it, I was sour and I ordered a few more bottles of wine.
He’s got an eyebrow.
I don’t actually drink, but just looking at them, I think I’m drunk.
I think it’s time for the greeting to speak.
He’s staring in my eyes, and he’s saying, “Do you want to go to a movie?” I’m sorry.
I hesitated, “But it’s late for the movie. I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t matter to be late, I’ll send you. I’m sorry.
“…”
I thought it was a sad love movie.
Good. It’s a Thai horror movie.
He knows I’m scared of ghosts!
I turned my head and looked at her, and I turned my back.
“Shh. And he whispered, “Here we go, look carefully. I’m sorry.
When he saw me as though he wanted to leave, he comforted him, saying, “It’s actually a funny movie, not so scary.” I’m sorry.
Well, trust him for a second.
I believe in men.
The film came to the high-energy section, and I was strangling my neck, and I couldn’t look.
There’s a warm breath floating in your ear, and the voice of the hyena rings, “Okay, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
I was relieved to open my eyes and was immediately frightened by the sudden appearance of a ghost face.
Laughing on the side.
That’s too much. He did it on purpose.
Give me my sweet and sweet greeting!
When the lights rose, I stood up from my seat in a state of shock, and saw a small couple walking out on their feet, thinking that the greeting would hold me up, and he knew how small I was.
And he said, “Go, or you’ll be left alone.” I’m sorry.
…fucking chicken.
I can only take back his hands and stay right behind him.
On the way home, I was bored.
Herb holding the wheel doesn’t seem to notice my emotions.
He’s changed.
Either way, he would have sent me home by 8:00.
Sometimes it’s a little late for a friend, and he’s gonna have to come and pick me up.
I’m afraid of the dark, I’m afraid, I’ll hold my hand and walk through that broken street light in the neighborhood, and the light is fixed, and I’m a little lost.
Now it turns out I’m not what he thinks, and I’m a hundred and eight thousand miles short.
Did he used to be gentle for Luo-woo?
Half an hour later, the car was parked outside the block.
He turned his head, saw my eyes red, swam in my eyebrow, and laughed, and said, “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I complained, “I won’t sleep at night.” I’m sorry.
He said, “What about it? I’ll sleep with you?”
I opened my eyes.
He patted me in the face and laughed in his eyes, “Well, I watched you go in. I’m sorry.
I was stupid enough to drive underground for a long time.
Is that a gangster?
I came to the door and found a big deal.
I forgot my keys to go out this morning because I was so sad.
The only spare key is there.
I can’t help it. I can’t help but call back her.
It’s been a while since the voice call came in. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t take the key. I’m locked out. “I’m weak in saying, “You haven’t gone far, can you bring me your one…”
He was quiet for two seconds, and he sneezed, “Why are you so stupid? I’m sorry.
“Can I?” I whispered.
That’s a low, soft voice of a woman. I’m sorry.
I suddenly realized that Luo was with him.
I’m trying to hide myself from a sense of austerity, “Why don’t you take a cab and let the driver bring it over? I’m sorry.
He’s “um,” he’s dead.
A few minutes later, a message was sent from Heroes: here it is.
I: What’s the license plate number? I’ll go down and get it.
As soon as we got to the elevator door, the elevator door opened and there was a greeting.
I said, “What brings you here? I’m sorry.
He said, “You lost your key? I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “Low home.” I’m sorry.
He went straight to my house, put his hand in his pants pocket, touched a key from inside, “You’re lucky I’m carrying it with you. I’m sorry.
“Hero, are you skinny? I looked at his narrow waist, and I said, “Have you been lifting? I’m sorry.
He’s light, “There’s always been. I’m sorry.
“Do you have abs? I’m sorry.
He’s got a little bit of his tone, “You want to see it? I’m sorry.
I’m:
It is as if our dialogue has been awkward since Ha Xi knew my true face.
He was standing at the door with the key, he didn’t know what to think, and he was late.
“Put it in. I’m done with that.
He took a long look at me.
Plum.
It’s never going back to a simple and beautiful past.
Helium inserts the key, gently screws.
The door finally opened.
I walked in front of him with my head down.
Before I closed the door, Ha said, “Don’t let me in for a drink? I’m sorry.
I didn’t like it, but they gave me the keys so hard that they couldn’t refuse.
Her long legs, walking into my house, scrutinizing the couch in the living room, her eyes had changed, reminiscent of what happened yesterday.
He was just about to speak, and a phone call came in.
And when We looked at him with a soft face, We knew who it was.
So he put his phone down and said, “No, next time. I’m sorry.
Then, he took a deep look at the couch and turned around and left my house.
Uh, looking for another woman in front of me and telling me to come back.
What am I talking about?
Sleptboy sent a message: Are you asleep?
I didn’t reply.
HE: Still scared?
After two minutes, he sent a lovely video on the cover, and with the experience of the previous car, I was afraid to go in.
It’s a funny cat collection.
It’s good not to scare me.
I’m in a better mood after watching the video, but I’m not gonna talk to him.
The next day, he didn’t send me any more messages.
He hasn’t called me for three days.
I heard from my friends that Luo had been in conflict with her fiancé, that a man had fled to another city, that his whereabouts were unknown, and that her family was rushing to find her.
It is said that the baby is still inside, and everyone is worried that she can’t open it.
He’s got to be the most urgent.
I’m trying to get my boyfriend’s true love from someone else, and my mom called and asked me why I didn’t return the message.
Is she the one I know?
I was surprised, “How do you know? I’m sorry.
My mom said she came to the house with gifts on her birthday yesterday. Let me be nice to him. Don’t give a shit.
I feel so wrong.
“You’re old and you don’t know, it’s not me. I’m sorry.
My mother refused to listen and ordered her to agree to a date immediately. She was busy with her birthday.
Is it a business trip? It’s not about Luxur?
My mom just hung up on the phone, and he sent a message and asked me to meet at night.
I had to give my consent.
Every time I saw him, I looked like a little lady to him, and this time I was wearing a gray sweatshirt and my head was not combed down.
I went to him in my pocket, lazy and stubborn.
He took me from head to toe, and he took a small slit of his lips, but he said nothing.
As a result, the order is for a special, expensive Western restaurant, candlelight dinner, flowers and red wine, all dressed up and the waiter was staring at me.
Hero’s been so restless that I didn’t think I had lost his face.
I strangled him in the arm, “Why didn’t you remind me? I’m sorry.
He’s in pain and he’s snorting, and he’s pulling his twigs from somewhere, “It’s good. Well, it’s casual. I’m sorry.
I’ve been drinking pre-dinners, and suddenly I think I should show some concern. Is she all right?”
He can’t see the look on his face. “There’s no problem. I’m sorry.
The concern was expressed, and I said, “Oh” and started waiting for steak.
He said, “Do you have anything else to ask? I’m sorry.
Maybe I didn’t care enough.
So I said, “Is she thin? I’m sorry.
He twitched his face, spitting two words, “Fat.” I’m sorry.
You’re pregnant, fat and normal.
“How many pounds? I’m going to ask with my eyes blinking.
He looked at me, “I don’t know. I’m sorry.
I don’t even know what’s going on in my heart, asshole.
I didn’t think he was moving fire, and the sight stopped on my slightly larger chin, “But you should have gained three or four pounds. I’m sorry.
“…”
Because of his words, I decided to break up with him first.
I’ve got a line, I’ve got a vibe, I’ve got eyes.
“Get fat, get comfortable.” I’m sorry.
I’m so hot on my face that I forget everything I’m ready for.
He’s starting again!
After eating, Hao said it was human to have a secret room nearby, asking if I wanted to experience it. I categorically refused and said that he should have had a good rest as soon as he was out of work, and that it was so exciting and bad for his heart.
He looked at me for a while. Agreed.
I’m probably in a bad mood because I didn’t say anything on the way back.
I didn’t think he was coming out behind me.
I said, “What are you doing?”
He said, “The street lights are broken again. I’m sorry.
I’m used to it.
I went all the way to the door and waved goodbye.
Bye, Herb.
He was “um,” he put his hand between my waist.
I wasn’t comfortable at all.
In the past, he was so disciplined in front of me that the gentleman reached the extreme that he never had physical contact without my consent.
He’s changed!
It’s lightening!
I’m confused, shy, scared and expecting.
He slowly bowed his head, two people were close, and I could even feel the frequency and temperature of his chest.
It’s so hot. I’m about to get fucked.
He lifted up my face, softly rubbed his hair,
“It’s a good thing I was too good to touch. I’m sorry.
I’m in heaven.
He kissed me.
Lips are tied, soft, smooth.
He kissed for a long time, and my heart was beating out, and he felt like he was going to eat me, scared my tongue out.
He’s holding his hands harder and harder on my waist, and the heat is really rising when I kiss, and I’m so numb and I can’t even feel the pain.
Finally, he let me go.
I tried to keep my eyes open. I couldn’t see.
He rubbed it on my lips again before he let go of my waist.
“Go inside. He pinched my face, and his voice was a little dumb, and he said, “You can’t keep the news from me.” I’m sorry.
Then I left.
Let’s go.
I remember when I was all red.
What’s going on? I’m not Luirou’s.
At 10:00 p.m., Hero called me.
I didn’t want to take it, but I was afraid he’d tell my mom again.
Hello? He seems to be laughing.
I’m blushing as soon as I hear his voice. I’m sorry.
“I’m not here for a few days. Have you seen that video? I’m sorry.
What kind of video is that?
“No!”
Don’t look at that. “It’s bad for physical and mental development,” he says. I’m sorry.
I hum twice, I don’t think so.
“If you really want to see it, He said, “I’ve always worked out, so I can get you a video. I’m sorry.
I swallowed, “Really?”
He’s slow, “Just like that? I’m sorry.
I realized I was being played, and I was like, “Go! I’m sorry.
Next second, get a picture from him.
He unbuttoned his pajamas and stood in front of the mirror.
Herb! Send me his muscles!
Shit! When did he get so sexy behind my back?
White flower hard-on, shaking my eyes.
It’s a little bit of a bumper, with a pregnancy test stick in it, and it’s like two bars at once.
Of course I can’t. I want to hide.
“Do you like it?” He asks.
I had a hard time screaming, and I had a heavy “um.”
“Tell me what you said to them. I’m sorry.
I don’t pretend, “Girl fuck me! I’m sorry.
I don’t know. It’s not my fault.
It’s a bit heavy on that head.
I keep trying, and I’m scaling it up. I’m sorry.
And as soon as that came out, He was quiet.
I’m having fun, and I’m saying, “Is it big? I’m sorry.
He’s patient, “Shut up. I’m sorry.
I quit, “You asked me, I asked now, and you shut the fuck up. Big, big…
The sound of deep breath came, and he laughed, “You want to see it?”
In less than three seconds, another picture came.
I squirt, my phone fell to my bed, and the pink shell was pointed at me, like my heart was moving at the moment.
He… he did?
Where was it taken?
Jesus.
I’ve got a whole old face on my ass.
When I choked, I finally couldn’t resist the temptation to pick up my phone.
It’s like a slow shot in a movie, and I was careful…
And cautious…
Turn over and look…
An elephant with a long nose sits on the head of the holster bed and smiles at me.
It’s as if I’m laughing at my cheap, colorful.
“Is it big?” I’m sorry.
I’m:
For men, I just want to say, tired.
I set up that photo of her and him in the context of his conversation, and then I went to buy a screen phone film, and I was able to watch her abs from work.
It’s been a lot more active with him.
But Luo was still a thorn between us.
The thought that he might be using me only as a substitute for Luo Luo, I was so upset I couldn’t eat.
This mood of depression has reached its peak in aunty.
I’m starting to think of various ways to explore the hyena.
“What will you do when you’re out there with only Lucifer’s tie and love paper?
He looked at me without a word, “Who’s gonna give me the paper?” I’m sorry.
“Answer the question, do not blur the focus. I’m rushing.
He’s been thinking for a few seconds, and he’s got his eyebrow, “With handpaper.” I’m sorry.
Okay.
He did love her and didn’t love me.
Even my girlfriend gave me a love sheet.
I’ve been weak for two days and I’ve decided to pull myself together once my aunt leaves!
They’re just young men. They’re more than a dozen years old.
All I have to do is hurry up and develop feelings, and use my beauty and the beauty of the soul to make him feel happy and happy, and to leave me,
Well, after an analysis, I certainly didn’t have a chance…
Weekend.
He and I went shopping for a prize, and he didn’t like shopping and he was wasting his time, and I knew I would try to bring him here once a week and try to get rid of that bad thing.
I went through the decorative area, and I took a cat with his head on his head, and I said, “Meow.”
He has a red face, pulls me and buys his hair.
I’m confused.
Is that what men do?
I passed out at the company because I lost weight and didn’t eat dinner.
I also had no idea that I was so weak, that I stayed up till 2:00 last night, as if I had forgotten to eat breakfast and just ate something at lunch.
Although it was slow to come, He was still very angry when he learned that he was always black on his way home from work and had low air pressure.
He took me home.
I was put on the couch, and I had an apple and a mousse cake in my hand.
“Why don’t you eat? I’m sorry.
“You said I was fat. I’m sorry.
“…” He can’t talk.
He’s going to cook for me. I don’t want to be lonely.
He made me go back to lie down.
It’s possible that when people get sick, they’re more sensitive.
I don’t understand myself. I’m crying.
Hampshire a little.
He came over to hold me down and kissed me.
He made me laugh, even worse, with tears pouring out.
He had to hold me and say sorry over and over again.
The voice is low, like sighs.
I cried all over his chest, so I raised my head in a tremor, “Hero, I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
Herb’s a good cook. This is a very good meal.
Looking at my belly, I know that the last few days were wasted.
One night back before liberation.
“Don’t lose any weight. “You’re not fat.” I’m sorry.
I’m shy, “Well, you’re not fat either. I’m sorry.
He turned a white eye.
“You’re a great body. “I am sincerely exaggerating.
He took a deep breath, “Is it happening again? I’m sorry.
Stay close to 8:00, and I told Hao I should go home.
He looked at the time, and he got up and walked into the room and brought me his pajamas, “Sleep here tonight, I had a drink and I couldn’t drive. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my mother knew she’d yell at me. I’m sorry.
“Doesn’t she say anything about you flirting with a muscle guy online? I’m sorry.
“I’m not on the Internet anymore…” I’m all face-to-face.
“I won’t do anything. He softly said, “Be good and watch over your breakfast tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but say, “Oh.”
I’m laughing at her.
I took a shower, I had a pyjamas too big, and I felt like Wu Da-ro, saw nobody in the living room and knocked on his door.
I’m afraid I’m embarrassed. He’s in the room.
Nothing. I pushed the door in.
He’s working in front of the computer, hearing noises, looking up at me, “Wood out? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
I smell him now, from head to toe.
He waved at me, let me go over and roll up my extra sleeves.
I told him the idea.
He smiled, “It’s a little like that. I’m sorry.
All of a sudden, I saw something on the nightstand, little twirl, that looked like…
I’m going to check it out. He’s gonna grab me. “Go to bed when I’m done. I’m sorry.
He pushed me out.
“What about you? I’m sorry.
“I’ll wash too. I’m sorry.
Can I see it?
“…no. I’m sorry.
“Only the upper half. I’m talking.
Shit, he locked me in the room.
That’s cheap. I’m not gonna do anything.
The next morning I said I was going to work.
He wants me off. He thinks I’m sick. Better get a check-up at the hospital.
His concern is warm, but his work is still to be done, and I’m an ideal person.
Herb’s still staring.
I couldn’t help but notice that he was yelling at me.
He couldn’t stand me crying, he immediately agreed, and he went to the kitchen to give me a live breakfast.
“What’s wrong, you have to tell me. I’m sorry.
I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
I’m gonna love him.
This time it’s real.
Is she doing this for me or does she like the shadow of Luo Yi?
I’ve conveyed my confusion about love to my best friend.
I’ve always been a dog’s best friend, so I can figure out where Luo and I stand.
So a week later, on my twenty-fourth birthday, I was ready to break up with Herb.
I started to get emotional before I went to bed, and I was afraid I’d have a bad time.
Luorou was here on the birthday day, and she was fragranced, and the whole person was so quiet and beautiful.
I didn’t say two words. I felt like I was going to love her.
No wonder Hero used her as a criterion for choosing a spouse, and I didn’t even think I was worthy of her.
I touched the china.
“I’m also the little baby my mother loved” is the reason why I don’t continue to look down on myself.
I don’t know if I’m first.
It seems to her that her eyes are dim and her attitude is very different, and that she skins oranges with her own hands.
He didn’t strip me of oranges.
I think sourly.
My best friend saw this scene and gave me the look of “Be strong, take care”.
I’ve had one night and I haven’t had one.
Party’s over, Herb takes me home.
In the car, I said in a serious way, “I think there’s a problem between us. Should we stay apart for a while and calm down? I’m sorry.
It’s a red light, Horton’s up, holding the wheel to me. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t sound too good.
Don’t you have to ask me any questions?
“I mean, let’s all calm down…” I explained.
Her eyes are so cold, don’t talk.
When I got home, he drove away without a word.
It’s my first birthday.
I didn’t dare tell my mom.
It was my 28-year-old single friend’s idea to break up with Hermiti first, leave him alone, make him cry and suffer, and finally realize my importance and my irreplaceable nature.
He also took the opportunity to test his heart and see if he would go to Luorou, who was also on the verge of breaking up because of her daughter-in-law.
Give them space and I’ll leave.
Well…
It’s a good level of investment. It fits her IQ.
I’m in a state of shock.
After I broke up with Herb, I was lonely, empty, cold.
For the first time in my life, men are so important to me.
The first thing that opens his eyes every day is that he misses him.
It’s possible it’s a disease, sometimes walking outside, or even seeing him.
And look again, it’s just a similar human image.
But I am trapped here in love, but perhaps they will return to the moon.
How come I haven’t heard from you all these days?
That night, I squirted with three or two white wines and gave him a voice.
Herd picked up soon, but didn’t talk.
I was mad at you, “You stupid dog.” I’m sorry.
Herb’s voice went cold, “What did you say? I’m sorry.
I grunted, I didn’t want to repeat.
“When will you curse? I’m sorry.
I can even imagine her in the head.
Is it rare?
I’m so mean.
“Where are you?” he asked.
“What do you care?” I said.
“I’m going to your house now. I’m sorry.
I was like, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“I’m not wearing underwear…”
He said, “Don’t drink, go wash his face, go to bed and get some sleep.” I’m sorry.
“It’s hot to drink. I’m sorry.
“…and covered up. I’m sorry.
The next day I woke up, remembering what happened last night.
We’ve been talking for over three hours.
I swear to God I’ll never drink any more.
In the afternoon, I suddenly remembered one thing and released him from the blacklist.
I asked him to give me back the iPad and the spare key that had passed.
He’s indifferent and let me pick myself up.
He broke up and went to his ex’s.
I didn’t have time to say no. He asked me to give him his last birthday present.
Shit.
I’m so pissed off.
I didn’t know Ha Ha was such a mean man.
I seized the unopened gift box with sadness and rushed to his house.
The door was open, and the hysteria made me wait in the living room.
I waited all day without seeing him.
Is he shitting?
Just as my best friend called, she finally told me she was finally in love.
In the meantime, she’s been talking about a little milk dog, a good job, and it’s just too sticky, jealous every day, even for a girl, and she’s pissed at him because she’s out shopping with someone else today.
She’s old and she’s kind of stuck.
I taught her, “I tell you, new boyfriends can’t get used to it, they can’t. I’m sorry.
“What should we do? I’m sorry.
“Leave it alone, then teach him to call out his father, and make him serve him.” I’m sorry.
The voice just came out of the library, with my tablet in my hand, with a strange look.
“The keys are on my bedroom nightstand. Go get them yourself. I’m sorry.
He said.
So lazy.
I spit.
And then he walked into his bedroom in a plentiful step, waiting to pick up my keys from the bedside cabinet, but attracted attention from that little quadrilateral wrapping next to it.
Until I knew what it was, I couldn’t help but feel the shock. Even my calves were soft.
Condoms.
How could he have this?
If it wasn’t for me, it was…
My eyes are sore, my nose is blocked, and my tears are coming out the next second.
They have come this far.
There were footsteps coming close behind me, and I gathered my emotions and held my head to the key.
Herd stopped me with his body.
He’s got a box of four Quadripartites in his hand, and I’ll look at it.
He opened the box with a white man’s underwear in it.
I said, “What?”
Wait, these panties seem a little different…
“What are you crying for?” He wondered.
In a moment of shock, I forgot the grief, and he remembered, “The thing on your bedside who did you use? I’m sorry.
“Not yet. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
He said, “That is new. I’m sorry.
Bullshit. Can’t I know it’s new?
“Who are you going to use?”
He was silent for a moment, “On your birthday, I was going to bring you here. I’m sorry.
I think I get it.
On my birthday, he tried to give himself to me?
With a new package?
I regret it.
“But you said you wanted to be separated from me for a while. * He’s soft. *
“Did you go to Luorou while we were apart? I’m a little nervous.
He wrinkled, “What am I doing with her? I’m sorry.
“You didn’t fall in love with her from childhood? I’m sorry.
“Who told you I was in love with her? “This is the problem?” I’m sorry.
“Yeah. “You’re not with me because I’m a little like her? I’m sorry.
He’s squeezing my cheeks to the left, turning right, “Your nose, your eyebrow, where is she?” I’m sorry.
“I mean character…”
Happiness expression.
Don’t insult yourself. “Why didn’t you come to me? I’m sorry.
Hero’s speech was calm and calmed, “Because you said you wanted to be calm and afraid you might bother me. I’m sorry.
He said, “So I followed you secretly.” I’m sorry.
So all the people I saw those days were real.
I thought it was my eyes.
I didn’t think Ha Ha Ha had a time like this.
“Why do you think I like Luo? He asks seriously.
This time it’s my turn, “I called you that night to get the keys and heard her by your side. What are you guys doing together? I’m sorry.
“Just happened to be on the road. “She just checked out her pregnancy, and she didn’t look very emotional.” Out of concern to her friends, I took her to a tea shop next to her and sent her husband a location. I’m sorry.
“But after you said you were going to come in and sit down at my house, she called and took you away. I’m depressed.
“I came to give you the keys, left her alone at the tea shop, and Guv came, and she wouldn’t go with him anyway. No way. Just call me again. “I was there for half an hour as a family mediator.” I’m sorry.
I feel a little comfortable in my heart.
That’s a good reason.
“Then you skin her oranges. “I feel too sour myself, and it’s not too nice to lower the tone.
Then, at a moment, he bent his lips and said, “Take care of the pregnant woman. I’m sorry.
He pinched my chin, he tweaked it, and he said, “Can I just strip you?” I’m sorry.
I can’t stand him talking like that.
“and okay?” He whispered.
“Reconciliate!”
He smiled, tried to hug me and bit his teeth like he was angry, and he said, “You haven’t been very fond of me, that’s when you looked at my body, and it took a little bit longer.” I’m sorry.
It’s like I’m looking at a scoundrel…
I don’t care about him?
“I’m a big fan! I’m sorry.
He smiled, “Yeah?”
Yes!
He took out the box, “Do you want to try it? I’m sorry.
I choked. I’m sorry.
He’s the one with the heart!
I’m so fond of a man who’s out there in the open with a decent and polite person who secretly prepares this.
I’m not sure, but I’m a very conservative girl.
He’s sarcastic, “Yes, I did. I’m sorry.
He picked up that twig from the nightstand and ripped it open with his teeth. “Then propose first. I’m sorry.
Shit, take TT and propose to me, and I’ll tell the kids how I’m going to go from love to marriage…
I’m very upset, but he’s still coming over.
I’m just saying hi. I never thought I’d fight.
“Hero, you’re so light!” And I cried out against him, trying to awaken his conscience.
“What about you? He ignores me, puts his hand in my clothes, and says, “Isn’t that what you typed on a station? I’m sorry.
He’s going to do a practical exercise of what I’ve been saying.
Whoo-hoo! This is human suffering.
And I’m copying.
“They’re scared, they don’t want to. I’m sorry.
“…and speak well. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
