I’m on fire with the blogger’s comments: I’ve talked, and that’s it.
BL: That’s not what you said when you kissed me.
I: ?
I’m getting excited to come back to the bloggers and see what’s going on.
It’s a thousand times a day.
My ex-boyfriend suddenly came to me for years and threw a bunch of pictures.
Shit!
It’s all my drawings from the comment section!
Looking at the display in the input, I shuddered and asked:
You’re the blogger?
Do you recognize my hand?
I’ll give it a try.
I:
At this point, I’m staring at the comments I made before, and I just feel like my body temperature is rising.
[Phone: No more whispering]
I looked at him and said, “I knew it was you, and I wouldn’t give up.”
[AG/CRP]:
Go downstairs, now.
I: ?
I got a hum in my head and I got to the window, and then someone was standing by the garden and looking up.
I’m scared of the curtains and I’m scared of the soul.
Shit!
Shouldn’t a qualified ex be dead!
[AG/CC]: What?
I took up the handle, looked at his arrogant gesture and said:
Who did? I’ll take my sister to you!
[Sent] Yo, that’s a big breath.
I moved anyway!
Even if he knew I lived in this building, he wouldn’t know where I lived!
And I groaned and leaned down by the window proudly: “What is the matter? Do not weep then!”
As soon as I’ve had a hard talk, I can see the part downstairs talking to people!
Look, it’s my mom…
Help!
In three seconds, my mother smiled and entered the building with a promise.
I:
I was so desperate, I couldn’t get dressed, I ran out in my pajamas.
No elevator, no stairs.
I’m sweaty and sweaty, and I’m running downstairs.
Results.
The head up, someone’s leaning on the door, smiling, and it looks bad.
“Yo! I’m sorry.
My mother’s surprise, happy to see the promise, began to compliment him:
“Oh, Yoon, you really know my wife. She’s really coming downstairs at this hour! I’m sorry.
I:
And when I had heard that, the whole man could have fainted, and truly wanted to flee as he laughed at the preceding paragraph.
Aunt. I’m sorry.
I haven’t had a good time. The dog man started again.
“The elevator’s here. Go upstairs and rest. I’m sorry.
“Well, what about you?”
My mother looked at the promise.
“I am, I am with Zen. I’m sorry.
And he chose his lips, and his eyes were soft, and he smiled:
“Just take the stairs. Young people should exercise, right, aunt? I’m sorry.
My mom said, “Oh, yes, yes. I’m sorry.
I:
This exercise doesn’t have to be…
I tried to give my mom a basket, but someone took my collar!
“Mom! He dragged me!”
I was hollering, and I responded to the sound of a closed elevator.
Next second.
# The breath of the puritan is close #
“Yo, why is she shaking? I’m sorry.
I:
“You and you are in broad daylight! I’m sorry.
I moved my head, looked at his hot eyes, hid behind my head, and didn’t want to fall back against the wall.
I don’t know.
I thought I’d been shot.
“I know. I also know it’s public. I’m sorry.
It’s faster to turn your face than to look at a book and start playing innocent again!
If he hadn’t kept staring at me, I’d believe it!
“Then get out of the way and let the neighbors see it! I’m sorry.
I reject it immediately.
“I will be responsible to my sister.” I’m sorry.
I:
I’m really digging a hole for myself.
“You… don’t misinterpret me! I’m sorry.
“What does that sister mean? I don’t understand! I’m sorry.
I know!
I’m sweating and I’m looking at a little bit of the eye and my heart’s beating out.
No way! No way!
Kiss here? It’s a public tunnel!
I’ve closed my eyes.
And then suddenly the laughter came out of his ear, and he looked up at his lips, and he looked at the light of the sun, and it tickled.
Yuen!
Sister, your face is so red.
He fell down and looked at me like that and looked pure and good:
“Does sister want to do something to me? I’m sorry.
I:
It’s just like the old one. It’s just a little dazzling!
I’m sober, I don’t want to go back!
When I heard the footsteps, I gave him a foot.
“Hush, ah!”
He screamed in pain.
I saw someone come and push him away. I didn’t think I was that serious about 800 meters!
The first thing to do is to take him off and take all his contacts.
What I didn’t do when I broke up, this time!
It took me three days to get on the line and watch a few more hands-on bloggers.
And then my cover-up blew up…
Sister! Do you know anyone else on the Internet?
Sisters! Ask for a lesson!
I: ?
And I turned my face, and I called into the home page of Zion, and found his old man’s hand holding the doll, and Ett gave me, and gave it down,
Sister, good and bad.
I:
Oh, shit. I forgot to hack this way!
Delete!
Sister, they’re still on the blacklist.
Once again, I did not say anything, and I promised to send a few recent photos.
My eyes were zooming in. Oh, amplified pictures.
Who do you think I am?
I’m sorry.
I:
The unstoppable heart rate has accelerated, again.
I suddenly remembered that the day I broke up with him, it was also the most noisy time.
The only impression in my head is that my hands are pink on the door and blocking my way.
“Sister, can you give me a baby? I’m sorry.
When he said that, he had a bad tone and his eyes were red, and it was like he was sad.
He’s a sophomore at this time. I’m not surprised, I’m just childish.
But.
His next sentence left me helpless.
He asked me, “Did you want to break up with me?”
That day he held me and cried in his sleep.
I gave him two or three days and finally dumped him on graduation day.
Surprisingly, he wasn’t.
It’s not hard for me to lose a man, but it’s hard to forget.
It’s kind of like flipping.
“Ding bang!” I’m sorry.
Another message.
“Sister kicked me because she didn’t kiss?”
If you need anything, I’ll do whatever you want.
I:
Look at that bitch.
I can’t help but look at this information.
It’s like I’m back in the evening class, and he put me in the stairwell, and I can’t stop him, and I kiss and kiss.
He took the initiative and ended up acting like a good boy.
I’m so sorry.
Opposite, he’s too good.
“What do you think? Your face is so red. I’m sorry.
The broker’s voice came in.
And I said, “Oh, the script.” I’m sorry.
“The script”?
White Jane couldn’t help but laugh: “Sister, this is a doubt. I’m sorry.
I:
I was kind of embarrassed by my lips.
I didn’t sleep last night. I ran to see the video.
It’s just one hand, but it attracts thousands, sometimes tens of thousands…
When I think of these hands, I held them, and I…
Help!
I couldn’t sleep more.
“What did you do last night? Look at you. I’m sorry.
White Jane picks her eyebrow like she wants to see through me.
And I turned my mouth and said: Am I such a man? I’m sorry.
Next second.
The phone rings.
White Jane’s got to get it.
I thought it was a message, so we said we had to stay clean.
Whoever thought it was 10086 hinted I owed.
I:
“Again? I’m sorry.
White Jane’s hands around his waist, a serious reminder:
“Sister, we’re on a power course, but we don’t know what’s best. I heard investors are coming today! I’m sorry.
And I picked my eyebrow, and I said, “Are the investors handsome?” I’m sorry.
“Behave yourself!” I’m sorry.
Plum.
I was just asking.
But it’s because I’m doing a great job.
White Jane scared me to give up this audition, and I promised not to mess with her until she took me to the babysitting car.
“Why are you so nervous?
I’m peeping in my mouth, looking in the mirror, looking at my little white flower face:
“I’ve never been in love with two ships! Even less seamlessly connected! I’m talking! I’m sorry.
“You get bored and you dump!”
Baek-jin looked at me and said, “You’re not afraid to roll over, but if you have a better revenge, your path will be ruined!” I’m sorry.
This sentence is a simple one, but I am reminded of the promise.
Of all the people who broke up with me, he cried the most.
The car stopped in the building.
I looked back, followed her upstairs, and I heard familiar voices as soon as I entered the elevator.
Yoon, are you really going to vote on this project? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
It was promised to enter the elevator in cold face, in gold and in the front.
And I was in a state of panic behind Baek-jin.
She’s not as tall as me, and I’m still exposed to the mirror.
When he changed his face, he changed his tie to the mirror, but he picked me.
I:
This guy!
I was frowning, looking back, and I was filmed, suggesting I should be honest.
I’m so sorry.
It was a promise.
“Ding bang!” I’m sorry.
As soon as the elevator door was opened, Baek-jin grabbed me and walked by the side of a promise, and I didn’t look back, but I felt a little cold hand and pulled my thumb.
A brief touch, like in electricity.
I had to look back, but I found a promise to look at me in silence in the closing of the elevator door, with an innocent face, but the radians on the corner of my mouth sold him out.
He’s good.
For a moment, I almost felt like I was going to lose him.
“Just now, little man. I’m sorry.
“Don’t blame me for not reminding you to stay away from him, because you’re good at playing, because there are plenty of women around you. I’m sorry.
And We dazzled and laughed with his little thumbs, which he had just struck: “Who knows who plays?” I’m sorry.
White Jane gave me a helpless look at my confidence and pulled me into the audition.
I don’t know.
There’s a lot of guys in the auditions, one better looking than the other, but I still see at first sight the man sitting in the middle of the field.
What a coincidence.
It’s my missing fish.
When I first met him, he was young and satisfied, but when I knew he was 30, I gave up.
My rules are rules. I don’t like being older than me.
“Well, do you want to get out?”
She took a look at me, as if she had guessed something and was afraid I’d flipped over.
I said, “No need. I’m sorry.
Voice just dropped.
Two or three of the boys came towards me, and it seemed a little twisty, and the next guy pushed, and the boy came, and his ears were red.
Sister, can I give you some credit?
I picked my eyebrow, looked at the young man’s face, and suddenly I thought of it, and I had to smile:
“What can’t be said in person? There’s more to this. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
Teenages are so nervous.
I can’t help but laugh, blink, softly say:
“You’re so nervous. What about the mirror? I’m sorry.
“The audition site, remain silent. I’m sorry.
A familiar voice came.
I took a conscious look at the past, but I saw a radiant eye staring at me, with a clear-cut hand with a microphone, and finally, gently put it back on the table and seemed to be restrained.
In the old days, he might have come over and held hands and hugged.
Not long ago, everyone returned to their respective positions, and I didn’t want to be the head of a bird and sit next to her.
Just.
Someone’s eyes were staring at me, and at the end there were a lot of people staring at me.
I:
All I can say is, this audition, I can make it. I’m acting.
I was going to go to the lounge to make a make-up, and then I heard a moment of shoes falling.
“Joyon? I’m sorry.
I looked at the promise in the mirror, shivering with my hands in lipstick, and the lipstick just painted the lips.
I:
The fresh air is coming.
He held me directly behind me, holding my waist in his pink hands, and his eyes fell down:
“My sister is so popular. I’m sorry.
The sour smell is heavy.
I wiped the lipstick out of my hand and looked at him in the light, and I didn’t think it was in that situation that the hugs over the years would get away from him, and I said, “I can’t help it.”
“It’s probably a gift. I’m sorry.
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The hand was tight, the nostrils were close to my neck, and he whispered, “Oh, my sister is too much.” I’m sorry.
Translation of the sentence: Sister, I’m so angry now.
He’s too close.
My heart beats in secret, and it always feels like he’s in the same spot as me.
“But I’m used to it too much. I’m sorry.
I shot him in the hand, signaled him to let go, thought he would behave like he used to, but didn’t want him to hold me in his arms.
If he didn’t wait for me to react, he raised his hand up my face and came straight to me and scared my heart out.
Results.
All of a sudden, he’s got a glare in his eyes, he looks restless, but he’s still soft: “Sister, I want to kiss…”
Sister…
Like it’s poignant.
I looked at him like he was a good boy, a funny little bit, and I felt a little soft.
“Ooh! I’m sorry.
There’s a little noise coming out the door.
I haven’t heard it yet, and it’s coming out fast.
# L Last name star’s in the middle of a mess # Flying high ground!
That’s a hot title. I’m sorry.
But it’s not the worst, and even worse, there’s too many journalists, and they’re all ready to come, and I and D.A. will have to hide in a nearby hotel.
“Fuck, I hear it’s in our hotel! I’m sorry.
“Really?”
“I wonder what they’re doing now…”
There was talk in the hallway.
And when I was about to close the door, I saw someone bending over and smiling at me: “Sister, what are we doing?” I’m sorry.
The sight intersects.
I whispered:
“Of course it’s asylum, or what else? I’m sorry.
“I will do whatever I want, and I will cooperate.” I’m sorry.
I:
I can’t.
He’s really trying to break the rhythm of his leg, and he’s like, “I’m good.”
“I’m hungry. Get some food. I’m sorry.
I had a red eye on my face, and I had to change the subject: “I can’t order anything, see if there’s any snacks in the room. I’m sorry.
Says I’m heading towards the room, pulls the drawer, looks inside, closes.
“What did sister see, I want to see. I’m sorry.
Divine came up with a smile and scared me to block the drawer, but didn’t want the kid to hold the table alone.
Another table knock.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
It’s been a while since I’ve heard it.
I’m breathing short, “A Promise.”
“Sister, are you afraid? I’m sorry.
I pretended to be calm.
It’s over.
It was so hard to hold my hand, and it looked at me like a thousand times, and it finally kissed my back.
“Sister, don’t be afraid, I’d love to kiss you, but I won’t ask for it if I don’t want to.”
An hour later.
I’ve got my favorite food.
“Don’t you eat?”
I was so hungry that I realized that I was just looking at my cheeks, and I had to watch my face and say, “If you don’t eat, you’ll have to eat my leftovers.”
“Didn’t my sister leave two foods for me? I’m sorry.
I:
I can see through.
And I frowned, and took the chopsticks and set them up, and rejected them: “You think well. Eat or not. I’m sorry.
“Duan. I’m sorry.
The assistant looked at me and called out a message.
He looked up and followed his assistant to the side of the balcony.
I don’t know.
I don’t know what they’re talking about, I don’t want to hear it, but it’s almost half an hour, and it’s getting cold, and I’m gonna have to go and call Jayon.
“That’s what’s going on in the company. I’m sorry.
“The first group of reporters here seems to be a little star; the second group, finding out it’s your brother’s brother, and now the old man’s sick, you and he are in this house…”
“Duan, stay away from the actress. Your brother must have come to seduce you. I’m sorry.
I:
I can’t stop looking at my eyes.
Results.
I didn’t say anything, and I said, “I was the one who seduced her. I’m sorry.
I:
When the assistant left, he looked me in the eye.
I looked in my eyes, pretended I didn’t know anything, ate quietly, and turned on the TV and watched the show.
Evening.
The journalists were scattered, but I was sleepy, and I sent a message to my mother, looking away at the couch, and it was only then that I found out that I had taken a bath and slept in a bathrobe.
“Juan Yuen”?
And We called him out of his eyebrow, scrambling, and saw him not responding, and he went to the bathing.
After the bath.
I came up with a spirit, and when I saw him still asleep, I came over quietly, lying on the couch and watching him sleep.
He’s good.
I watched silently and suddenly remembered the way he took me out of the lounge today.
Actually.
I am not afraid to be filmed, and if I am afraid, I will not see a love, except that I have a rare feeling of being protected, and I am co-opted.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I held my hand on his chin and looked at his long, dark eyelashes and felt them with my hand.
Who knows.
I was just about to close my hands and I opened my eyes.
“Uh, you, you didn’t sleep…”
I got a buzz in my head.
“Sleep out. I’m sorry.
He looked at me in the dark, and his lips rose up, but he didn’t click on my little move, but he whispered: “It’s just a sudden thought that today’s video has not been updated. Do you want to shoot together?”
I:
Of course not.
They were pink even at the bone, and I just wanted to see and see, and I couldn’t take a peek and he grabbed them.
“Sister, can you help me with a syllable?”
“Ah, I’m sleepy. I’m sorry.
I turned my mouth, and I got up to bed, and I watched the room with only one bed, grabbed my hair, looked at him, and I was embarrassed to say he slept on the couch.
“Is sister afraid to sleep alone? I’m sorry.
I’m not going anywhere.
And I covered my lips, and he said, “I only want to take back a game,” and said, “This is only for those who are afraid. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid, sister will pity me.” I’m sorry.
I:
I can’t tell you how red my face is. I went into the blanket and hid.
Results.
Someone’s still laughing.
It’s like, it’s so bad, it’s like the cheeks are burning up.
Jomo’s half an hour.
I couldn’t sleep at all, I felt like I was in bed, I was near, I was scared and I was breathing.
“Huh. I’m sorry.
“Sir is asleep and blushing.” I’m sorry.
I:
I suspect I’ve been caught pretending to be asleep, but I won’t open my eyes.
Next second.
The soft, warm wind comes.
That’s how I realized it was blowing my hair…
It’s been a dream, too.
“Did you order your sister? I’m sorry.
“When did you meet her? I’m sorry.
I fell asleep, I only felt comfortable, but I woke up and heard a promise of questioning, and his hand was my cell phone.
Shit!
I sat up and watched him look worse, trying to get up and grab his cell phone, but he put his back on the bed.
♪ And the paragraph ♪
I’m scared.
The phone is on speakerphone:
“Who are you?” I haven’t broken up with her. What are you…?
“You are nothing but a child, at best.” I’m sorry.
It’s a juvie. It’s my favorite.
My brain was buzzing and I didn’t react.
Realism, I’ve always been tired of it, but online, I’ve remembered I’ve been hooking up with a blogger, and I’ve never been able to remember it.
Listening to each other, I really thought I forgot who I broke up with, and I had to watch him get worse and worse.
Probably couldn’t hear more.
“Sister, explain who he is. I’m sorry.
Most afraid of the air being quiet.
I wanted to say something, but I didn’t say a word, even a lie, in the eye of the word.
I know.
It’s over.
Just like when I broke up, I was like, “Sister, how are you? I’m sorry.
Finish.
He was relieved and left without returning his head.
# I’ll give you my word #
In response to me, it was the sound of a fall.
Next second.
The phone’s calling again.
I was cold-faced, and I was just getting ready, and I heard the other side whisper:
“Uh, brother, sorry, I got the wrong number. I’m sorry.
I:
Right now, I really want to hit somebody.
I knew it.
I’m just making up a lie…
The news came under pressure from the locals, and the message disappeared.
“Why do you look so bad? I’m sorry.
“Ah? No. I’m sorry.
I’m refuting it.
“You’re like this now, it’s like the back of the sea.” I’m sorry.
I:
I couldn’t say anything.
Who would have thought that I had flipped in that form, hurtful, humiliating and full.
This is a video dynamic.
And suddenly I found that his movement had not been renewed for a long time, and had stayed on that day, and the hymn was:
Not alone tonight.
I:
Suddenly there was a feeling of zeal.
“Jean. I’m sorry.
I looked at the phone screen, and I was a little lost, and I said, “Do I suck?” I’m sorry.
She didn’t talk, she just laughed.
I:
Next second.
She dialed my ear in pieces, whispering:
“When someone you like starts to hate you and even forget you, you’ll know how bad you are.” I’m sorry.
I’m holding on to my phone.
Even if I wanted to, I shouldn’t be mistaken.
But.
I sent him an explanation, and he didn’t reply.
I went straight to him and he was drunk and hospitalized.
In the ward.
My mother’s face is sore and she’s like:
“You’re so good. Why are you drinking so much? Did you design that part? I’m sorry.
“Mom, no. I’m sorry.
The response was silent.
“As long as you’re healthy, my mother will be at peace.” I’m sorry.
I stood at the door of the ward, and heard this, and I stopped for a moment, and I was embarrassed.
No wonder.
That day, he was so angry…
“Miss, are you going in?”
The nurse made a sudden noise.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the eyes of the mother and the son:
“Hello auntie. I’m sorry.
“Oh, come in, come in, you are…”
My mom looked at me, and she looked at me, and she laughed, “You’re Yoon’s girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
“Not really. I’m sorry.
It was a cold look at me.
I:
“That’s a friend. I’m sorry.
Mom smiled softly and invited me to sit down and whispered, “Ah, the little girl looks like everybody’s girl. I’m sorry.
I:
I can only say.
I’m glad I didn’t have a trick today.
The rest of the light was staring at me, with a glass in his luminous hands, pulling down the lips, laughing cold.
” Aunty overrated. I’m sorry.
I looked through his face, kept as calm as I could and smiled and looked at his mother:
” Aunt, I’m Li Joo, you just call me Zhu I’m sorry.
“Mmm-mmm.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” I’m sorry.
“There is. I’m sorry.
It’s the same thing.
I looked at him and laughed, “No. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but laugh:
“Just split. I’m sorry.
“Show it, your feelings have been so hasty? I’m sorry.
That’s what I’m saying.
“Don’t talk like that. No manners. I’m sorry.
It’s like Mom heard something, slashed it and hit his hand.
I barely laughed, I didn’t squeak.
Mom found a reason to leave, and suddenly in the ward became the scene of the Cold War between me and Jayon.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I was the first to break the deadlock.
And when he looked at me, he said, “I am not your toy, nor am I interested in continuing with you, so leave now, and let me not get you out of here.” I’m sorry.
I’m a little confused.
I never thought he’d talk to me in that stiff tone.
“Miss Lee, please get out. I’m sorry.
It’s loud.
I’m in deep pain, and I’ve lost the thought I wanted to explain.
“I just made the mistake of all women. I’m sorry.
It’s over.
I stood up and watched my hand with a glass on my back and went on:
“You’re stupid. I dumped you once, and you sent him to the door again. I’m sorry.
It’s clear that the balconies have been tightened.
I was happy to turn around and leave the ward.
Just.
The sound of a broken glass comes with the door closing.
The hallway is empty.
My back against the wall, my eyes were a little damp.
The woods are so big that no bird.
I’m so relieved.
But.
It’s true that I’ve lost interest in a lot of things.
Cell phone buzzing.
I thought it was a promise, and I heard my cousin Truman crying.
She’s probably having another fight with her boyfriend, and she’s talking intermittently.
Near the cafe.
Sister, can’t one love only one? I’m sorry.
“Why are there so many of your predecessors? I’m sorry.
“Uh…”
I’d like to say something in the face of such a soul.
But.
I know that question, and I can’t answer it. Not only do I like one person, but I remember my predecessor.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
“I still like him.” But I gave up, I don’t want him. I’m sorry.
I:
I listened to her, and suddenly there was something in my heart.
“Ooh. I’m sorry.
A familiar voice came.
I just stood there, looked at the past, looked at the shock in front of me, and I was almost astonished by the chin.
“I don’t want to…”
Truven spoke with a cry, but he could not hold her by a sting, “Sister, help me.”
“Screech!”
I’m just scolding.
That’s why he reacted to me, too, when he looked at me, and he walked out the door with Truman and shoved her in the car.
I just went after him.
And he turned his hand against the door, and warned me, “Do not corrupt her.” I’m sorry.
I:
I can’t help but say, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
“You can laugh when you’re arranging a marriage and you want to get married.” I’m sorry.
I:
The car was gone.
Not long.
And the call of Chu Qun gave us peace, and there was not a lack of sweetness and shame between words.
I stood downstairs and hung up the phone, looking back, as I had done before. I felt only distant and vague.
Break it up.
On the day of the opening ceremony.
I was forced to meet with the director and was placed together.
We’re not.
Me and him took a step away from each other.
“Hey. I’m sorry.
And the author of the play was full of holes in his brain, and he said, “Don’t say that the distance between them is like a prayer.” I’m sorry.
It’s a promise to see through.
The writer was panicking and hiding behind the director.
I:
“Sister. Here, the sugar from the opening ceremony. I’m sorry.
The fellow actor came laughing and stuffed me with a milk candy.
“Okay, thanks.
I smiled, I picked it up, I opened it, I was ready to eat, and a cold hand grabbed my wrist.
In sight.
Put your head down and bite off my sugar.
“You…”
I looked up to him.
It’s got sugar in it, it’s got a nice, straight look.
“I invested. What happened to a sugar? I’m sorry.
“Strangling you. I’m sorry.
I’m cold.
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I guess I’ll have to fight him if it wasn’t for the director to go to the roundabout right now.
“Fuck! You’re scaring me! That’s an investor. I’m sorry.
White Jane’s face is restless.
And I turned my lips, and I turned my heart into a script, and I didn’t want to answer it at all, and I saw it the last time I was in the ward.
“Jean. I’m sorry.
I looked through the script and I thought something was wrong.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I wrinkled, I took my cell phone and looked at an electronic script, and, by contrast, it was almost certain that my role had been significantly modified.
A smart girl becomes a stupid, sweet, romantic brain.
As a result of the interview, the brother-in-law of Yoon, in order to impress his girlfriend, pressured the staff to change my high-light moments directly to his girlfriend.
“Well, what do we do? The contracts are signed…”
“Why don’t you look for a word?” I’m sorry.
“…”
I don’t want to talk. I’m just staring at the script in my hand, my head buzzing, one head, two big.
I’m having a bad time.
But.
I can’t even swallow it.
It took some effort to find out there was a fiancée, but he ate both of them without fear.
He fucked me, and I’m sure I’ll have to come back and spend some time with his little girlfriend, basically figure out their date.
More than 10:00 p.m.
I changed my clothes and I was going to shoot this young man with my phone.
“Do you really want to shoot?”
The voice of the little assistant.
When I got scared, I pressed the cap and watched the little assistant and Duan come in front of me, and I looked for a room and hid.
“I’ll give it back to him as he gives me the headline. I’m sorry.
The message is not cold.
I hold my breath, I hold my hand on the door and I wait for the two of them to leave and open it, but I don’t want the door to move.
“Yes, sir.”
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
The door was stopped again.
I’ve got a hum in my head, looking at the clothes on the hanger, looking familiar.
This is Yuen’s room.
“Duan, I heard someone changed the role of Miss Lee…”
The little assistant followed in.
I hide behind the curtains, and the atmosphere is afraid to come out, and I hear that, silently, with my lips.
Who changed it?
It’s not like it’s just a tie, and it’s like throwing a coat on the couch.
“It’s your brother. I’m sorry.
And he leaned on the couch, and the long bones of his fingers bowed, and made the sound of his heart: “Then remember to cut off all the clients in his hand and leave none. I’m sorry.
“Oh, this…”
The assistant smiled and whispered, “Duan, that was blatantly against him. I’m sorry.
“The woman who bullied me must pay a price.” I’m sorry.
Assistant: …
Who’s your woman now!
And I blinked, and there was some confusion, and my hand was holding the curtains and shaking.
“Who?”
I’m on my way.
I was so scared, my nervous toes were all lit up, and I didn’t want to say to my assistant, “It’s okay.” It’s getting late. You keep an eye on those reporters and finish filming. I’m sorry.
I:
Have a say one.
I felt like I had been discovered, but he did not reveal it, but began to undress without delay.
Shit!
I’m hiding behind the curtains and I really want to find a place to go in.
“Ooh! I’m sorry.
It’s in the bathroom.
I took a long breath and looked at the time, and I was going out with my phone, and I didn’t want the door to be locked.
Miss Lee?
The message was suddenly heard.
And We looked at him with our lips, and opened up, “Open the door.” I’m sorry.
“You came into my room. I’m sorry.
“How dare you order me so bluntly?” I’m sorry.
I bit my lips and whispered, “Please open the door. I’m sorry.
It’s like remembering something and suddenly coming at me.
As soon as I was scared, I turned back, and my back was on the door, and I couldn’t help but say, “I am just letting you open the door.” I’m sorry.
Next second.
He said, “Who will you find when you come to the hotel in the middle of the night without sleeping?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Look for your brother. He changed my role. I had to get him in trouble. I’m sorry.
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And he looked at me, and he kept his voice down, and said, “Don’t mess with him, before you pull yourself in.” I’m sorry.
“Then you…”
I consciously disproved it, but I thought of his woman, who had no mention.
“I was wrong?”
“You can only think of the wrong phone call.” Not for power struggles. I’m sorry.
“What do you call me that? I’m sorry.
When I heard it, I was a little upset, and I looked up with my face, “I’m telling the truth!” You can call that number yourself! I’m sorry.
Turns out he saw my message and just thought I had a bad reason.
Shit!
It’s the first time I’ve explained it to anyone.
“Why didn’t you explain the truth? I’m sorry.
The question was raised again.
It’s over.
And he said, “The fish are too much to remember. I’m sorry.
And I was speechless, because he was right, and indeed I was unable to explain.
Next second.
My tummy suddenly grunts.
I’m a little embarrassed, with my hands around my belly, and I look back and I look at the promise.
DJ was looking at me, angry at the bottom of the eye, but more than that, the sound was cold and cold: “How many fish do you have to feed?” I’m sorry.
I:
I don’t want to fight with him and pull the door open: “You open the door, I’m going out to eat.” I’m sorry.
Next second.
When he came in, I was scared, and he held his hand when the door opened.
Five fingers.
And We wooed, “You.”
“I know where to eat. I’m sorry.
I:
It’s like I don’t know, I want to counter it, but I shut up when he’s taking me.
Cold War fighting.
I’ve had it with him before, but I can’t get out of school late, alone at the door.
It was snowy.
I saw him come, I didn’t want to talk to him, I walked around, and he followed, and he reached out and grabbed my hand, softly calling me:
Sister…
“Sister, baby, wife. I’m sorry.
He screamed in a series, with no regard for the other classmates, making me angry and laughing.
And when I held my hand by his hand, he began to sow, “Son, kiss me.” I’m sorry.
I said no. I’m sorry.
He said, ‘Then my dear sister. I’m sorry.
Finish.
The kid just jumped over.
At that time, it seemed like nothing could be solved by a relative.
But.
And then there were a lot of contradictions and lots of kisses, and he was crying and I was upset.
Now think.
I can’t change my nature.
I always feel like I’m too old to like one. I’m gonna love ten, like a hundred.
Until now, I’ve lost interest in fish farming.
I’m more afraid of losing him than losing the pond.
“What do you think?”
I came back a little bit.
And the light in the restaurant was bright, and it was on the face of the promise, and he had a bright eye, as if he were the young man who laughed.
“Miss Lee. I’m sorry.
“Do you not think that it is illegal for you to look at me now? I’m sorry.
“I can make it worse. Want to see it? I’m sorry.
I’ll be right back.
When the message came, it looked at me and started drinking with a cup.
I looked at him on my cell phone, looking at him quietly, trying to make peace, but not knowing how to bow down, trying to keep face and not trying to be so rigid.
It’s not hard to admit right or wrong, but there’s always a sense of dignity.
“Miss, your meal. I’m sorry.
The waiter brought the dishes to the table.
I’ll take a breath and think about it.
I liked it all, but if I ate two, I used to give it to him, “Well, this is sweet, I don’t eat it. I’m sorry.
Voice down.
He looked at me, and his eyes were complicated.
I thought I was still in the Cold War, trying to get my hands back.
He grabbed my wrist and took the plate.
“Uh…Enjoy. I’m sorry.
I called him unconscious.
He took the spoon with him and looked at me, “The old rules.” I’m sorry.
The usual?
My head was buzzing, and then I remembered what he said before, that I could not finish eating and I had to kiss him.
Look at me in the eye.
I’ve got my lips, a knife and fork in my hand, a place where I can cut my body, and I’m going down the steps.
Dinner’s over.
Our studio crew, too.
[Beajan]: [Dog’s Head] It’s been punished.
I looked down at the information on the phone, and it became clear, and it was shot, and it was probably not long before his fiancée knew.
“Miss Lee. I’m done. I’m sorry.
He called me suddenly.
I’m a little nervous about someone’s eyes.
Jayon’s car.
I just sat in, and he leaned over, hugged my waist and kissed me.
Okay.
It’s really sweet. It’s so sweet.
The atmosphere is warming.
It didn’t seem peaceful until a moment of cell phones were ringing.
# I’ll give you my word #
I call him red and whispered.
“My sister, sometimes I am really mad at you.” I’m sorry.
I:
“Well, I won’t piss you off next time…”
I looked at him with my head in my eyes, and I looked at him, and I was like, “Don’t call me Miss Lee anymore.” I’m sorry.
Cell phones are getting faster and faster.
He took a white look at me, held me in his arms, and set the phone on fire.
“Man, something’s happened to him. The old man’s pissed off. I’m sorry.
“What is it?”
When the word was answered, it was so calm that there was no way to think that he had done it.
The man’s got a pretty good story.
I’ve actually been touching my hand, and the pink fingers have been poking my fingertips, and I’m trying to get back, and I’m being held.
I looked up at him, and I said I’d bite him.
Results.
As if he didn’t see me, he kept me in my arms, and I had to squeeze his finger and rip it up.
“Come back soon. I’m sorry.
“Well. Okay. I’m sorry.
Remember that answer.
As soon as he hung up on the phone, he came back and scared me.
“Oh, come on, come on. I’m sorry.
“But I want to do it.” Very much, sister…”
I:
Four-eye relative.
My heart is beating, but it’s not refuting.
I’ve been through a lot of people in my heart, but the feeling of obscurity comes and goes.
And he who goes through his kidneys and walks through his heart, he alone.
Cell phone buzzing.
I was so sleepy, I didn’t want to move until I had a hand on the phone, and I was on speakerphone.
“Li Jun! Why aren’t you in the show, you guys?”
“You’re dying to learn to stay away at night? I’m sorry.
My mother’s voice was like a firecracker. It blew me up.
Next second.
I didn’t have time to rob my cell phone, and I promised to keep my mother quiet: “Aunt, I’m Yoon.” I’m sorry.
My mom was so happy, “O Yoon! I’m sorry.
I:
I bit my lips and looked at the promise, and shook my head at him, suggesting that he should not speak.
I’d like to see you.
I reached out and tried to squeeze his face, and instead gave him a Mua, who kissed him again, shy enough to drill a blanket and watch him speak with his cell phone.
I’m relieved that my mother was taken care of, but I left my cell phone in my arms.
“Did Auntie look at you often?”
I blinked and said, “Why? I’m sorry.
“So my sister is Aunt’s good baby.” I’m sorry.
It’s like the eyes are shining and the whole person looks amazing.
Huh. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but think that I’m so red in my ears, and I can’t help but say, “It’s so sweet.” I’m sorry.
“Sister, I want a baby.”
I:
I blinked, just looked at him.
Unlike what I used to think he was childish, now I feel childish and afraid to nod because I have no idea how to be a good mother.
A moment later.
“All right, change your clothes and have breakfast together. I’m sorry.
The news of the morning is a secret.
“I heard that a part of the dynasty is helping his girlfriend, actually hitting his brother in the face. The one changed was his brother’s girlfriend. I’m sorry.
“Oh, yeah? Holy shit! It’s so exciting! Then who will be the heir? I’m sorry.
“We don’t feel like the two of us are good guys. It must be exciting to fight. I’m sorry.
In the public restaurant downstairs, the debate never stopped.
I’ve got a plate, and I’ve got a groaning in my heart.
“Have you made your choice? I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
I looked back to my eyes and looked at the promise of a duck’s cap, whispering, “Well, have you ever had a fight?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“I can’t fight, sister wants to protect me.” I’m sorry.
I:
This guy.
“No, if you hang up, I’ll find my next home.” I’m sorry.
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I walked so fast that I was given a few steps in my arms: “Oh, my sister is in love.” I’m sorry.”
I looked at him and kissed him.
“Just a kiss? I’m sorry.
I said, “I only kissed you because you were sad, okay. I’m sorry.
“Oh, it’s because I’m sorry that I kissed.” I’m sorry.
I:
Next second.
There was a guest passing by, and he couldn’t help but look at him and smiled.
My face is red and he’s pulling away.
Had to say.
I can’t handle this.
And the day after that, it’s honey oil, but at this point, it’s pretty bloody.
The news of his suspension, like a thunder strike, blew his little girlfriend out of the set.
“The script is coming back. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha, happy. I’m sorry.
I listened to her, and I couldn’t help but ticked my lips, opened a silent dialogue box and jumped out of a video update when I was about to send a message to her.
“A Promise.”
I pick up my eyebrow and turn it around, and I find this guy in “su-eun love.”
Synopsis post.
The comment area was blown up, and I’ve been hit by Art a thousand times.
Why did you send that?
What did I send?
[Phone: Toothprinting]
I:
I had my lips on my face, and I felt that my face was about to burn, and as soon as I prepared him, he said, “What are you talking about, sister?”
You know everything.
I know, I know my sister.
I wrinkled my face, and I was ashamed, and I looked at her, and she was standing behind me, and I was embarrassed to laugh.
You, you–
Baek-jin was afraid to speak out and looked around with consciousness: “This is what I thought it was. I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes?”
White Jane:
“Do you want to be the victim of their brother’s struggle for power?” I’m sorry.
“It sounds exciting.” I’m sorry.
White Jane:
I’m well aware that it’s very likely that you’ll spill your breath on me.
But.
I didn’t think that he had to play the game, and he had to go to school and go to school with him.
“Is there something wrong with your brother? I’m sorry.
I looked up at the news, pointed to my head, and I couldn’t help it: “Is it not natural to say that I was under your care? I’m sorry.
He’s got his lips on his lips, his eyes on the news, his lips on his lips and his smiles, as if he’s satisfied.
I blinked, I looked at him and said,
Yuen!
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I’ve been looking back, laughing and saying:
“It was only in case I robbed his fiancée that he sent this news. I’m sorry.
“Hey. I’m sorry.
I watched him laugh so happy, and I said, “If you don’t think about it now, I’m a little star and I don’t want to be your stumbling block. I’m sorry.
“I’m worried. I’m sorry.
I:
I had lips, I didn’t admit it.
“I didn’t know that my sister was following me at the Games. I’m sorry.
I:
I looked at the familiar picture, and I was embarrassed:
Photos of me.
The sight is crucified to the end of the message.
“I thought I liked my sister first. I’m sorry.
That’s the truth.
And I frowned and ran away and tried to grab my cell phone, and he held me, and he fell on the couch and kissed me on the lips: “I love my sister too.” I’m sorry.
I was ashamed to say, “Stop looking and let them take the news off.” I’m sorry.
And he smiled, and said, “What if it’s not easy to do a human thing? I’m sorry.
I:
“No good!”
I’m talking, I’m looking over the picture, and I’m just gonna grab my phone:
Don’t look!
“Oh, my sister kissed me while I was studying.” I’m sorry.
I:
I ended up being so angry that I kissed him and he took him back to his room.
Whoo-hoo.
Dude, I’m really a victim of a two-brother fight.
Three months later.
This struggle, when he left the country, was won.
If he had protected me well enough, I would have loved the news, but I didn’t have any quarrels.
Well…
Not really.
“When are you going to marry him?” I’m sorry.
When my mom knew I liked it, she hung him up all day, and I couldn’t help but shoved him.
I bit the chips, and I squirted, “Mom, I’m just killing Qing, will you let me rest?” I’m sorry.
Aunt?
The voice of Yum.
My mom looked at me, and she got up and left, and before she left, she kept taping at my thigh, and it hurt my teeth.
“Mom, you’re a murderer!”
“You’re just going to play, you’re going to eat, you don’t know who you like, you don’t take it, you’ll regret it later. I’m sorry.
My mom said she’d leave.
And I covered my lips, and for the first time I felt that there was no reason for her to talk, except that I was not ready, nor did I mention it, and the time passed.
The new official has taken up three positions, and he has become increasingly busy.
“Don’t be so busy…
I saw him hugging me when he was trapped and whispering.
He covered his lips and held me in secret, whispering: “Sir, I will not give you a chance to find a home.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but laugh in his arms and look at the news from Truven.
[Cruise]: Sis, I’m going to have a wedding with Jin-hyun.
Congratulations.
You can be my bridesmaid.
I’m staring at the news, squirming my eyebrow, and as soon as I’m ready to respond, I’m caught by a cold hand.
“Sister, being a bridesmaid is no fun. I’m sorry.
I promised my jaw to my shoulder, and down my voice.
I laughed, “This is my sister. I’ll go help. I’m sorry.
“I mean, let’s be bride.” I’m sorry.
I:
I’ve got a buzz in my head, and I’ve been leaning in my ear, and I’ve been whispering, “How about my bride?” I’m sorry.
I tightened my cell phone and took a conscious look at it.
“Do you want to be my bride?” I’m sorry.
Four-eye relative.
I answered with action.
That night.
It’s been a long time, and it’s been a long time since I’ve been thinking about all the springs and autumns.
The wedding is on schedule, the days are getting better, and I find myself getting more and more fond of this light day.
Free.
Sometimes I blow the wind, I get comfortable, I get tired and sit on the bench, and I enjoy the moon.
“Sister, I’m going to buy a sugar cane. I’m sorry.
Yum Yum has a glimpse of the stand and has moved on fast.
I smiled, and I sat there, and I didn’t want the two little boys to walk up, and I whispered, “Can I have a little word?” I’m sorry.
I looked up at two boys, and I looked at them, and I looked at them, and I couldn’t help but smile, and I said, “Sorry, I have a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
The two of them left at once laughing.
And We chose the lips, and looked at the backs of the two who had left, and turned to the word, and found him standing there with sugar in his hand, with no intention of coming.
The light fell on his eyebrow and seemed helpless.
“Hey, what are you waiting for?”
I went by without a choice.
He looked down on my head, with his eyebrows, his lips squeezing, and he didn’t squeak, but he handed me the sugar.
“What, angry? I’m sorry.
I picked up the sugar cane, I looked up at him and I couldn’t help but squeeze his face.
“No, sister, taste sugar, sweetness, sweetness, sweetness, sweetness.” I’m sorry.
I:
“It’s sweet.” Do you want to taste it?”
I’m going to bite the gum.
When I took the opportunity to raise my toes and kiss him on his lips, I looked at him with joy: “Is it sweet?” I’m sorry.
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“Not sweet enough.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been kissing again.
And he said, “Don’t push me in the open, sister. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and I asked, “Are you angry? I’m sorry.
He looked at me silently.
I watched him talk and put his hand in his pocket, with his eyelids: “My phone has been in your pocket, and I’m going to grow old with you, and I’m not leaving.” I’m sorry.
“Put me a pie?”
Don’t say anything.
I’m like, “No big pie, no big pie. I’m sorry.
It finally subsided and looked at me, and suddenly the eyes were red.
“Well, don’t cry…”
I’m a little confused.
“Smoky.” I’m sorry.
I:
It’s over.
He said, “As long as you are old, your words count.” I’m sorry.
And I pulled his horn, and he held his back hand and leaned in his arms.
This moment.
I feel a little stingy in my heart, and I look at people who are often mistaken and suddenly feel that I was a bit ridiculous.
Seeing a love that really hurts someone who really loves himself.
And love.
It’s better than nothing.
“And the baby. I’m sorry.
“It’s also a matter of words.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Okay.”
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
