Oh, yes.
Moose gave me 10 million.
Let me go seduce Muss.
I don’t understand, but it’s for five tones.
Moose was a hard year.
You can’t move and get angry, cold-faced.
When the moon went home, I sent him a divorce agreement.
People were stopped at the airport.
“Give me 10 million, I’ll agree to divorce.” I’m sorry.
The moonlight shows a subtle look on its side.
I get it. It’s a pig-killer!
One.
The news of the 10 million checks I received three years ago from Cheng Jin-jin went unheeded.
The Moo family celebrates me and congratulates me on my coming out of the misery.
“How can 10 million people who are afraid to make moonlight?” “Sitter Joan encouraged me.
She was very familiar with the President’s style, and she reminded me when I complained about Mussy’s apathy.
A companion like a tiger, around Moses, will not live for more than 500 years.
I strongly agree.
It’s really a mussy-year-old, white moon-class character.
We left the country three years ago, found me and signed a million checks.
“Professional doubles should know the rules?” she asked.
The check was in the air, and the scent of money ran out of my mind.
I hide the fact that I was a double for the first time.
“Yes, after many years of double experience, with the heart of the CEO, you will be relieved to leave the country, and three years later, you will be treated like a new master. I’m sorry.
She’s satisfied with the location:
“I don’t need to be clean, I don’t have a thing to do, just take care of him, and then I’ll cash this check. I’m sorry.
He hesitated, without a down payment, a blank check.
But when I think about it, I don’t know.
I decided to gamble.
The handsome face of Moose’s year, who’s gonna lose?
The big deal was a free three-year male model.
Two.
Three years later, Cheng Jin returned home.
I cash the check on a great day.
I sent her an early message.
It means she can still be picked up at the airport.
She asked.
I’m 15:10. _Other Organiser
It’s over. Think about it.
When you get back, he’ll be there every day. Don’t worry. _Other Organiser
She had a black-lined look in her hair:
[I hate that he’s a log, I can’t take it for three years, and I’m gonna have to do it. _Other Organiser
He can’t change until you come back. I envy your love. _Other Organiser
I got a dog leg like that.
She gave me a white-eyed look:
I’m sorry, you piece of wood. _Other Organiser
I reply.
Sneaking to Moose’s yearbook and leaving him with an early-prepared divorce agreement.
The case was already packed.
All the years he was married to Moose, he prepared it.
There’s nothing to wear when you leave. It’s not mine anyway.
In order to ensure that he could see the divorce agreement at first sight, the driver, Chen, sent him a copy to the company.
The boxes were then towed, the tickets ordered on fire and headed for the airport.
We’ve also sent him a message, and the Lord calls for a good party.
Good luck with Miss Cheng. ) with the expression of lemons under a tree.
Well, usually it’s as if you’re two and a half million and you’re angry.
After this day, the bridge will return to the bridge, and I will not serve a thousand-year-old son of a bitch.
3
Take a taxi and head for the airport.
The driver cried out:
Why are there so many cars in the back? A movie? I’m sorry.
I turned my head, black-pressed limousines, Cayenne opening.
I followed the shock:
“We didn’t miss the set, did we? Master, open up and leave them alone. I’m sorry.
Then we turned left and right, and the car in the back drifted.
The Mediterranean brother frowned and asked:
“Sister, you’re not being followed, are you? Absconding? Drug dealing? I’m sorry.
I can’t help myself.
“No way, I’m a successor to socialism, and one heart is Chinese! I’m sorry.
He was relieved: “Well, I’ll drive fast, and I’ll probably miss someone else’s movie.” I’m sorry.
As soon as he accelerates, so does the back car.
We don’t have eight digits at the bottom of a green-skin taxi, and we’re surrounded by a pack.
“You said you were a good man. “The master’s voice is broken.”
“I’m a good man! I’m going with it.
Worried for a moment, the familiar face came close to the window.
“Ma’am, get off and come home with us. I’m sorry.
The driver’s son, Chen.
Height 185, narrow shoulder, wheat-coloured skin, ten years on a face.
I’m satisfied with the year of Muss, and I can’t help but pull out a man’s restaurant.
The master looked up, his hands were covered in his mouth, and I squeezed out four words. I’m sorry.
I looked at him without a word and said, “I know everything.”
I don’t know what Chen’s doing here, but I got to get out.
He helped me get my suitcase down, gentleman.
I followed him behind him, too, and in a few cases, I took the luggage and went to the airport.
Short legs don’t last long.
I didn’t think the CEO would come after me, and the tiger hit the cat, and the one ran me out without a brake, and kneeled in front of the process.
I’m so embarrassed to lift my head up and make a smile with apologies.
Don’t let go, Lord.
4
Moose put his feet up and snuck me up.
“To escape? I’m looking at Moose’s eyes.
We’re face-to-face, you son of a bitch looking at green beans, looking in the eye.
“I have come to find the truth.” I’m sorry.
He pointed to my suitcase and said, “Bring it with a full complement.” I’m sorry.
“Who do you despise?” That’s how it works! I’m sorry.
“What’s impossible for you? I’m sorry.
Moose kept me quiet.
And I struggled, and he seized the collar of my back with ease, and I was not able to move.
I looked at the process and begged her to take care of her man.
White as snow, light lips, light passage:
“Give you 10 million, leave Moose. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head and couldn’t sing her two times at once. I’m sorry.
“Huh. I’m sorry.
When the cold humbles were out of place, Moose let me go and walked between me and the process and swept us away.
“Chang, $10 million is so cheap, you sold me? I’m sorry.
“Not cheap, not cheap. “I shake my head.
He’s got a bad laugh in his mouth, and whenever he does, I know that something big is going to happen.
“I don’t agree to divorce, Chiang, give me 10 million, and I’ll sign the divorce. I’m sorry.
I’m not even turning my head around.
It’s so light to see me, with my hands on my waist, and it’s starting to get angry.
What have you done? I won’t divorce you! I’m sorry.
And she turned to Moses and asked, “Have you moved away?” I’m sorry.
I pretended to laugh, to stand up to the urge of tears, to look like Moose.
He smiled, with arms around his chest, and his chin was up, and he laughed at me:
“Yeah, I think Chiang is special. Maybe the double didn’t make it. I’m sorry.
Five thunderbolts.
How much did I do? I’ve been doing my homework.
Don’t say 100%, 99% like there is.
Even … even that disgusting little deal between them I learned to burn.
It’s written in the manual “Truth for Truth” that tells Mussy a story at night and puts him to sleep.
I’m almost ready to write a New 100th Night.
Can’t you see the real shadow?
I’ll take two steps back and take a look at them.
Chengjin continues to lose his temper.
“Chang, what did you do? Let’s get you into deep love! I’m sorry.
Deep down? Who’s gonna tell you that?
I can’t say it.
“Well, don’t think I’ll give you a penny! * She said that and I cried.*
“What are you talking about?” I’m not thinking of you. My money…
People are watching us.
Moose crouched down and broke my hand.
“But I think about you. I’m sorry.
His eyes looked at me and he was so sincere.
Scumbag, with two women in his heart, that’s why he tried to kiss me.
Even if I was a little bit of a fan, I’d understand.
That shouldn’t be two boats.
I jumped on it again, hugged Moose’s thighs, up and down.
“Tell Miss Cheng you don’t like me. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
He stood up and looked for truth and said, “I like it, Chiang. I’m sorry.
“…”
My money, fly away.
If you don’t solve this, I won’t give you a penny. I’m sorry.
Cheng Jin-yu’s hand over his face, Tsai.
I bowed my head and let go of Moose, lying on the ground and rolling.
5
Moose picked me up and put me in the car.
And they were in the same car.
Three men, three men.
I’m in the middle.
Moussy looked cold in front of him.
It’s so crooked, leaning on the other side of the window, and his face is covered.
But the more you listen, the more you think she’s smiling.
The shoulder shrugs like it’s trying to suppress emotions.
I gently hit her shoulder and said:
Don’t worry, I’ll give you an answer. I’m sorry.
She raised her hand, she held her hand towards me, and she made me sound.
I’ll shut up and turn to Moose.
“Moo-gum, you and Ching are so young, it’s emotional, we’re single arrows, we can’t walk this way.” I’m sorry.
He was lying and laughing.
“I like excitement. I’m sorry.
What kind of person is that?
When that came out, the process was much more vibrating, and the sound turned into the old hen’s “buck.”
Moose lamented.
And I pushed him, “It’s your fault that Miss Cheng got angry.” I’m sorry.
“Some people sell their husbands for money. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I’m looking at him. I can’t call him “sell my husband.”
Finally, there was no reconciliation on either side, and I had to pull up their hands.
“Don’t worry, at this stage, just as I’m here to join the family, Miss Cheng, you can be more relieved that I’m not here to break up the family. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say a word.
I’m confused.
And she said with her face, “I am a joke, and I can’t believe I gave you the Year, that I thought you were a good man, but now…” And she felt, “He doesn’t belong to me anymore.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t talk nonsense, Miss Cheng. I haven’t touched anything. Moose’s a fresh man! I’m sorry.
Moose’s black line says, “Get out of the car. I’m sorry.
I’m scrumptious, and I walk in front.
Cheng Jin-jin got out of the car, still covering his face.
Moose said, “Stop laughing, you’re here to hurt me. I’m sorry.
I turned my head, and they were fast together.
The little fists of Cheng sought were stunned at Moose: “You have no heart, you have no heart.”
Is that all the great love?
Six.
I ran into Mussy’s house like the same wind.
They went in and found their hands empty.
Turn around and see Moose lift my suitcase.
It’s true that it took Moose’s hand quickly to look at me.
I really wanted to show her how important it was in Moose.
I went up there and grabbed the case and turned and ran.
I met Joan at the stairwell. She was a little surprised.
What are you doing back here, ma’am? I’m sorry.
I’ve been lying, pathetic, and I’ve been saying, “Moose’s been busting me for 10 million years, and he’s gonna have to give me 10 million if he wants a divorce! I’m sorry.
“The boss is this kind of person.” I’m sorry.
And We nodded with the head, and said, “Yes, man cannot be seen; it is terrible for me, a poor, helpless girl, to be taken by an old fox all day.” I’m sorry.
Joan is in favour.
I’d like to say a few more words, a chill coming from behind.
Moose stomped his fingers and hit me in the back of the head: “The next time I’m bad, you can keep your voice down. I’m sorry.
“How can you say bad things about old age?” He is so tall, so handsome, so understanding.
“Shut up. Moose interrupted her.
It’s good. It’s too oily. I can’t hear it.
But she’s different. That’s my gold.
I blinked and blinked, pretending to be innocent.
“Mrs. Cheng, it’s my fault. How can you say bad things about someone you like behind your back? I’m sorry.
Her place of satisfaction nods.
Moose dumped me with a white eye, a black face, and said, “Tell her I’m bad and apologize. I’m sorry.
“How can you talk to Miss Cheng like that?” I’m sorry.
I frowned on him, I stepped up, I grabbed his real arm, I smiled.
I said, “Ding, a text on the phone.”
Opens and pays $9652.03 and balances $801.22 this month.
In the next second, debt deductions of $9,600, balance of $853.22.
Net income of $52 this month.
I’m happy, I’m happy.
The tears were strong, the eyes turned up, and, by accident, a white eye was turned over to Moose.
That’s why I can’t keep my salary.
A few years ago, he made some rare fruit outside and asked me to bring a bowl to the kitchen.
There’s only one bowl. I broke it.
He said it was Western.
I’m so angry.
He wanted me to pay for it, and he dug me out of the company to be his assistant.
Every month, I only have a few dozen bucks left.
I can’t even get a ticket to the road.
Now I’m reborn.
But whenever there is some money, I shall dig it three feet and swallow it.
Moose saw me watch the face of the mobile screen turn green in a moment, and he said, “I’m paid.”
“There’s only 72,000 left to return. I’m sorry.
I turned my eyes on the sky, and he’s a man like him who spends millions of dollars in minutes and remembers I still owe $72,000.
I know. I’m angry.
And he said, “Before you forget that some people are in debt and sell their husbands, and I will not say.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
I couldn’t bear to spend another second with Moose, and I picked up the case and went upstairs.
Into the room, on my pink little bed, too soft and sleepy.
It’s next to Moose’s big black bed, able to roll over.
I had to lay down in his room. He put me to bed and said the bed was big.
I can’t go to bed with my sleep across the Pacific.
Moose couldn’t see it anymore. He asked me to design my little bed.
No big bed, I’m afraid Moose will climb.
After all, it’s possible that we’re all gonna get him to fall in love.
Just in case one day it’s hot.
I’m scared.
I was afraid I’d rub him in the head one day.
And when he was young, he was in love with one another, and I had morals, and I could neither desire nor desire.
7
At night, Moose asked Joan to call me downstairs for dinner.
I was lying in bed thinking of a evening when I felt this light bulb was too bright.
I don’t trust you right now. Moose is interested in me now.
Anyway, it’s never good to be around them.
I decided.
The guardian of true and mussy-year love.
Get 10 million.
More than 70,000 in debt repayments.
Otherwise, he’ll have to work a year for Muss.
His dog, he’s unreasonable. He’s angry.
One time, Moose was written as the Year of Moush.
I can’t wipe it off.
Go and apologize to him.
And he smiled not, and said, “Do you remember my name wrong? You remember my name wrong?”
He’s been mad at me for three days.
And I’ll be punished.
I’m not convinced, but I was forced to ask him.
He wanted to attend a meeting where food was so good that he could pack his bags free of charge.
I begged him to take me again.
Don’t dawdle.
Moose doesn’t like to eat, eats like torture.
He went and wasted his food.
Why don’t I take my dirty temple and go over to the food.
He put his palm on my forehead, pushed me away and rejected my charms.
“The name hasn’t been copied yet. Don’t expect any benefit from me. I’m sorry.
And I said, “Take me, and make a wish with me, anything but for sale.” I’m sorry.
“and working. I’ll add.
He said, “What is left of you?” I’m sorry.
I’m “…” insulting, right?
“I have a brain left. @Ambassah: #Jan25
“Oh yeah?” And he’s like, “He’s like, “I want to hit him.”
“Well, let’s forget it. Why did you take me in with you? I’m sorry.
He stinks of a face, and he can’t stop saying, “You’ve eaten too much, don’t blame me for ignoring you. I’m sorry.
Why do we have to repeat the old story?
I’m nodding.
“You have to forgive me for wanting to taste anything for someone I’ve never seen before, but next time it won’t. I’m sorry.
8
Protect my CP’s love, never disturb them for dinner.
I went back to sleep, and I cried out under the covers:
“I’m not hungry, Joan. You told them to eat. I’m sorry.
She said, “Oh” and went down there and told Moose I was sick.
I’m the one who eats, hides the boat, says no, it’s definitely something.
Moose came to me in the year and entered his room with his hands and feet, sitting by my bed, and asked, “Are you sick?” I’m sorry.
“No, wow. * I’m hiding in the covers and saying *
He doesn’t believe me. I’ll see if I have a fever.
I’m not coming out.
Moose stopped moving in the year.
I’m not really…
So We rose up and interrupted him, and the poor man looked at him.
“Muse, please, tell Miss Cheng I have absolutely no desire for you…”
He heard my nagging, his face was getting darker, his eyes were on my face, he said nothing.
I looked at him with all my heart.
There is no shortage of those like him.
I can’t bury my life for a moment’s interest.
Moose was a man of uncertainty. If he suddenly hated me, I’d be in trouble.
He couldn’t turn me over in minutes.
Being his assistant, he was in business, and he kept his life and his work apart.
If I mess with him, maybe I’ll get used to it.
I can’t mess with people like him without money.
But I can hide.
My eyes were staring at Moose, staring straight at him, not talking, reminding me:
“Please, please.” I’m sorry.
He stood up and looked down at me.
The eyes are dark.
“Chang, you know I haven’t lost, I can’t get it. I’m sorry.
“including you. * He’s got a bad smile on his lips, a cold face, a word. *
So I waited, and he turned around, and left a sentence: “Go down.” I’m sorry.
What’s wrong with him?
9
I’m actually scared of Mussy.
It’s like students of whatever age are afraid to see a teacher.
He was my teacher.
I studied in finance at university, and in my second year of college, a well-known entrepreneur from outside the college was introduced to direct studies.
I didn’t know how much it cost to bring Moose here.
It’s been a hot search for three days.
They thought they had asked him to come for a lot of money, and the school said that Moose was staying for a semester as charity and free of charge.
This thing, raise his profile to another level.
A lot of people took his class.
I wasn’t going to rob, but when the system went wrong and it was refreshed, he got extra lessons.
The roommate paid $500 for my class.
The first time in class, the roommate came back and wept.
She said, “You are in bad luck, Mr. Chiang. Mr. Mu called you first class.” I’m sorry.
It also goes on to write the bond pricing formula.
We slept together. She was a major in English. She didn’t even learn, of course not.
Moose was so angry, black clouds were crushing the city, that it was so dark.
He said, “You are so old that you have no understanding of the simple formula.” I’m sorry.
The roommate was scared and sold me, saying she wasn’t Chiang.
And I’m in the bedroom and it’s coming from the sky.
Lesson two, Moose continues to point me out.
At the end of the period, I was forced to take 98, class number one.
When school started, Moose promised to be the first to be rewarded.
I thought he was so rich he’d give me a bonus, and I’d eat with him.
It’s a fancy restaurant.
But rich people pay to be happy, like me. They don’t need to be happy.
So, I sold that dinner again, 2,000 dollars.
On the way for a walk, the buyer called him by telephone and returned the money to him in front of Moose.
“Chang, whoever is on the list should come for dinner. I’m sorry.
That 2,000-dollar guy’s even more embarrassing around.
Take my money and run away.
I don’t care if Moose’s all black, but he’s not my teacher anymore.
With the idea of not eating for nothing, I am so fast.
He can’t see at all what he wants to eat.
We’ll find out when we get back to school.
I thought he was going to talk to Moose about the high-level financial issues.
He asked if he loved men and if he had a chance.
I’m guilty.
So God punished me for marrying him.
Every time he ate in a restaurant, he talked about it, and he was happy.
10
I’ve thought about it for a long time, and I’ve thought about countless ways to die.
In the end, it’s all a knife.
I went down to the basement and saw them at the table.
There is a cold in the air that is unclear.
I was careful to go around Moose and sit next to him.
And he took a look at me, and slapped himself in the chair, and said, “Come here. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and walked to him and sat.
Joan is making my favorite twig.
I swallowed the saliva and observed Moose’s years and his real face.
They don’t care about me.
That’s great. Got a big bowl of chowder in the kitchen.
The lower my head is buried, the more I eat.
Everybody doesn’t talk, so embarrassing.
Just one third of it. Moose suddenly reached out in the year and took the food before me.
“Joan Ma. He shouted at the kitchen.
Joanie was crying, and the water on her hands was not dry, and she ran out.
Moose’s eyes were full of tears, and he asked, “How are we doing this to her?” I’m sorry.
I can’t talk.
Joan looked at Moose’s face and whispered, “Mrs. likes to eat, I accidentally made more.” I’m sorry.
“The rest of it goes down. * He’s faceless and handed Joan the rest of the edible *
I couldn’t resist, and I watched the flesh fly away.
There was a heavy rain in my heart.
Eleven.
For the rest of the time, I’ve been looking at Cheng Su-jin for dinner.
She’s elegant, she chews slowly, not like I’m with a hungry dog.
Not going, not staying.
I dare not say anything.
I’m gonna die if I don’t talk. I’ve had dinner with Moose in the past.
I can’t do it anymore.
They kept their mouths shut, and they followed them well.
I did the same, holding my hand on the chair and waiting quietly for them to finish their meal.
Chengjin suddenly dropped the chopstick and said he’d eat and go home.
Moussy’s apathy: “Old Chen sends you home. Bye. I’m sorry.
I’m:
The moonlight is so cold!
To show the importance I attached to the Golden Master, I stood up and I had to deliver the journey for real.
“Come back. I’m sorry.
I stand back.
Sit down. He’s showing me.
“Don’t need me. Shall I go upstairs? I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Well, go up. I’m sorry.
And I turned back to my chair and laughed, “I’ll sit with you.” I’m sorry.
Senders under the fence, have to retreat.
I watched the process go away.
I’d like to say a little bit about where we’re going.
Actually it’s my home.
If she married Moose in the year, she could have forgiven my debt.
One arrow and two.
I was hiding behind and I still didn’t see the look on that iceberg next to me.
Moose suddenly opened his mouth: “You’re making me too confused to know the students.” I’m sorry.
“Huh? I’m still in my fantasy.
“Nothing, used to it. * He accidentally sighs, suggesting that I follow the building, “Go to bed. Not smart people, should sleep early. I’m sorry.
I’m in the back with my mouth and my face.
Well, it’s not smart if you’re not smart.
It’s not us. He’s worried about it all the time.
12
It’s been a long time, pulling down the covers and looking towards Mus.
He always sleeps on my side.
For me to tell a story.
He’s sleeping on the other side tonight.
Seeing him so far away from me, he stayed still and could only see a slight rise in his breath with the light of the moon.
I’m sneaking out of bed and I’m going to get something to eat.
“Where to? Come back. I’m sorry.
The sound of coldness was ringing from behind me, and I turned my head, and I saw Moose with a light on his back and a black face.
I can’t see the face, but I feel like he’s eating people.
“Are you still up?”
He hums, and says, “I wish I could fall asleep and escape.” I’m sorry.
“No, how? I care about you. Tomorrow you’re going to the company, rest early, hip-hop. I’m sorry.
We can’t leave without 10 million.
“Don’t give me hip-hop here. Come with me tomorrow. I’m sorry.
I was shocked and cried, “I didn’t have to go tomorrow because I worked late last weekend.” I’m sorry.
“I’m the boss. Are you the boss? I’m sorry.
I let out my breath, my mouth, my anger, my anger, my anger.
“Oh, my God. I’m sorry.
Moose got out of bed, went to the door and lost the code back in.
I don’t know what his password is.
This dog man.
He’s up early at work, and he’s got to pick me up.
I’m always a ghost, a corpse.
From the moment I got up, fainted into the company.
But I’ll be awake when I get out.
If I don’t wake up, the whole company will find me coming out of their boss’s car.
Usually I get off at the first intersection of the company, and then I sneak into the company.
I am flattered by the dedication and dedication of my top colleagues.
As a personal assistant to the CEO, he’s always able to control the time and work at his own point.
Whether it’s rain or snow, I’ll be there on time.
They also helped me with the anger to sue me for an increase in my salary.
Moose is not moving.
He also wanted to give it lower. I tried to get him up.
The price is to wait for him to come home at night.
Never come home on time.
I went out to work part-time and my first child died.
13
Too sleepy. Moose didn’t wake me the next day of the year.
When he’s packed, just pack me up and take me away.
Crazy.
I struggled and held his waist and cried out, “I’m not going, I want to sleep!” I’m sorry.
He said, “Go to the company and sleep.” I’m sorry.
When I go to the office and go to the office, the rumors about me climbing the president’s bed in the afternoon will fly.
I bit his waist.
With thin shirts, muscles are hard.
Moose had a pain in his ass, he squeezed, he kept holding me out, went outside the car and Chen opened his door.
I’ll be shoved in.
I cried in the car.
I was a little scared of him before.
I’m afraid he’ll tell him I’m not good at double work.
Now we’re all going to fly birds in the woods.
Later, the bridge returned to the bridge road.
Woman, don’t give yourself up for a man.
I keep moaning.
Moose’s year: “Cry, take 500.” I’m sorry.
I don’t care: “Take it, you miserable capitalist. When did the money get into my pocket? We’re getting divorced anyway.
“I don’t do anything, I don’t work for you, and then $70,000 you sold me and I can’t get it out! I’m sorry.
He stomped on the side of the brakes, and his tongue was cold, and he said: “Did I not say that? Want a divorce, 10 million. I’m sorry.
I’m even more frustrated.
I shouldn’t have promised Muss to pay my parents’ debts.
Getting married, selling the deed.
I haven’t been a few years old, and he’ll lose interest and dump me.
The talent market doesn’t want me.
He left me alone, howling by me.
The car was not going in the direction of the company and ended up entering a villa in front of a pink house.
He opened the door, pulled the wet towels and wiped me out of my face, and then carried me into the building.
I’m a little blind.
What’s going on? It’s a bad feeling.
What partners would you like to buy for me?
And I bit on the lower lip, and suddenly I stopped crying, and said: “Mr. Mu, I was wrong. I’m sorry.
And when I made a mistake, I called him Mu-sensei, and a good student knew what he was doing.
He took a look at me and kept walking.
Live or die, rich in heaven.
14
He kicked the door with his toes.
It’s true.
“Why?” She seemed a little uptight.
“Take care of this incompetent. “He’s got eyes on me.
“What’s going on?” She’s funny.
Moose didn’t answer.
Chengjin really opened the door and let us in.
I jumped out of his arms for half a day.
Stand up and rest, and look firmly at the process: “Miss Cheng, you are mistaken, me and him.”
She interrupted me: “Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
Then she took Moose out of the house, and they didn’t know what they said outside the door, and when she came back she smiled.
I was on the couch, staring right at her.
“Have you had breakfast?” she asked.
“Eat. I’ve never had a choice.
He eats well, he takes me, he doesn’t let me eat what I like, he says he doesn’t want to see junk food.
Capitalist, evil.
“Then let’s talk. I’m sorry.
My eyes were shining, thinking she was going to raise $10 million.
But upstairs, a man, naked, eight abs, blonde, young handsome man.
“Morning, honey.” He said.
Qianjin returned to him with a kiss.
I’m surprised.
“My boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
I only thought of one thing at that moment.
Ten million.
“I don’t like Moose anymore, you take it. I’m sorry.
Ah, I’m not a dump.
“But…” I want to ask 10 million.
No credit, no hard work, to keep her by the age of Moses, and to keep him pure.
When someone went after Moose, it was written on the contract: “You are me, help me run away from those women.” _Other Organiser
I took a long shot, pretending to be jealous, pretending to be close to him.
It’s a pig-killer.
I looked at her with tears, hoping to raise a little conscience.
She’s touched by my big eye!
“Does Moose always cheat on you? I’m sorry.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
That Western Week bowl… usually go to the playground mall, for example, and don’t like ice cream.
He has to choose the biggest one.
I was silent in my heart: _Other Organiser
And he turned his finger to the small, and moved it to the other side, “I want the greatest.” I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth and I could have swallowed him.
“You know, we had a good relationship. He told me everything. “It’s hard to see the face of the process.”
I’ve been in my heart for a while, but I’ve been very clear about myself.
“It’s not really a lie to me. I’ve been thinking about it for half a day, and I can’t think of a good word for it. I’m sorry.
You’re so mean, you lied to me, you lied to me.
She took up her cell phone and said, “Don’t tell him. I’ll give you a little compensation, little, don’t mind. Domous has gnawed me every year.” I’m sorry.
I smiled and noded my head in silence: _Other Organiser
“Well, it’s not much, but it’s been so long. I’m sorry.
I like people like that.
Hope it’s $10,000.
Turn on the phone, almost fainted.
Two million.
This is her “though not much”.
No wonder Moose’s been complaining about me selling 10 million.
How can you tell Mussy?
Even with the destruction of the universe, my mouth remains strong.
15
Two million hey.
I sat on the sofa of the real family and laughed like a fool, and before Moose picked me up this afternoon, I had a runaway strategy.
I signed the divorce agreement.
He’ll be gone for a while. He’ll soon forget about me.
And I, with my money, do business and go to the town and buy a house.
These three years are like thin ice.
I couldn’t stop laughing when he picked me up.
“So happy?”
I made an excuse: “I watched a TV show, the man was so handsome, but not you.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t make a sound on his face, but I saw him laughing.
Man, it’s just a compliment.
Pull it out and give it back. It’s all my money.
A ticket was bought three days later to head for New Zealand.
In order to give a happy ending to the three years of marriage, in the last few days, I had a chilling time with Moose.
He’s a little confused as if he’d returned to those days when I was a double.
“Chang, you’re not right. He’s cold.
I had a tremor in my heart, and I didn’t change my face for a reason: “I’d like to borrow your cousin for a few days to meet my classmates.” I’m sorry.
It’s the Buddhist cousin who’s in the entertainment business.
Top-of-the-art life, but not red, often under pressure.
I turned him down. He was with the Academy.
The committee is obsessed with his open pursuit of me.
I’ve been sarcastic at every reunion.
One time I came down from Moose’s car and was filmed, and they told me I was a mistress.
So there’s an urgent need for a fake boyfriend to fill the scene.
The committee is a fan of Muller.
It would be more appropriate to hit him in the face.
And Moses heard the story of the year, saying, “You will not answer me unless you ask.” I’m sorry.
“Let Moul eat in our house. He loves you the most. I’m sorry.
Moose said he wouldn’t go west.
Men think for a moment, look at me.
“Why would I say yes? I’m sorry.
“You’re my husband? Honey…
I’ve been watching him, and he’s particularly excited when I’m calling “husband” and he’s not thinking straight, and he’s willing to do anything.
That’s probably the best place I’ve ever studied.
Squeeze his voice and shout “husband” sweetly, and he eats it.
“Eat first. Call him later. I’m sorry.
Sure.
16
I don’t need Mueller to do this.
It doesn’t matter to me that I don’t take part in their comparative games.
Number one, no more.
Secondly, I do not want a fake performance in exchange for their change.
Those are just temporary things.
It’s important to run now.
Muller came by one morning to talk to me about pretending to be a boyfriend.
This afternoon is my flight, freedom trip.
And when he left, he said, “You promised my brother to spend his birthday with him.”
“If you don’t believe him, he’ll be angry, but you’ll have the guts. I’m sorry.
And I smiled and said, “Well, well, promise him, never forget. I’m sorry.
His birthday is over a week away.
Just the second day of the reunion.
But I don’t think I can.
The gift is ready for him.
People don’t matter.
And for them, after I had gone, it was only as if one morning, when the stray cat that had been feeding was gone.
And sent Moul downstairs, and he asked again and again: “Do not lie to me this time, or it will be terrible.” I’m sorry.
And We shook our heads again and again, saying, “No, no.” I’m sorry.
At 4:00 p.m., I walked through the side door, without a suitcase, and I got a big bag.
I ran into Chen, and he asked me where I was going.
I said, “Take a walk. I’m sorry.
He looked at me with suspicion, but he saw me carrying nothing.
“The lady is safe. Just around here. Don’t go out the door. I’m sorry.
“Hmm-hmm. I’m sorry.
I’m going to the airport.
There will be no stopping this time, and Muss is still meeting with partners in Britain and coming back tomorrow.
hip-hop, ghostless.
I’m an 8 o’clock flight, 7 o’clock at the airport.
A girl next to me said it was a Moose private plane.
We said, “How can you see that? Amazing. I’m sorry.
She turned a little white-eyed, and she said, “Do you not see that? I’m sorry.
Shortsighted, no glasses.
“Will Moose come down from above?” I just bought his magazine at the bookstore. It’s so handsome. I don’t know what real life looks like. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “He’s not in the mirror, but he’s not the one on the plane, he’s still in Europe. I’m sorry.
Then she asked, “How do you know? I’m sorry.
“I’m paparazzi. I’m sorry.
“Well, let’s just say it’s real. She has some regrets.
Then a team came out of the VIP exit and headed straight for me.
Ten meters away, we’re no matter what.
The sister who was next to him suddenly got excited and said, “Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Moose! She stabbed me, “You’re not sure. I’m sorry.
I waited, and he was getting closer and clearer.
It’s filled with stingy coolness, evenings and sunsets.
He hit him, but didn’t give him any warmth. He was like that, cold, before me.
“What are you doing here?”
I fear death and dare not say that my sister’s arms were taken away at once, “to send friends.” I’m sorry.
“What friends do you have I don’t know? I’m sorry.
“Are you?” He looked at the sister, a word, and could not be refuted.
She did not hesitate: “No. I’m sorry.
“Sitting together, all going to New Zealand,” she pointed to me, “She said she went to New Zealand to hide her debts and never came back!” I’m sorry.
She thinks I owe Moose a year of money, and she’s afraid to participate.
After that, she shrunk to the side and left me in a storm.
Moose didn’t say anything, held my hand tight and dragged me out of the airport.
“Mrs. Mu, I was wrong. I was wrong. @Ambassah: #Jan25
This time, without mercy, I was thrown into the sidecar and locked in the car.
I’m scarred. I’m a little hard.
The wrists are red.
He may be, really angry.
It is the sum of the levels of anger in the past.
Why are you angry? It’s just that the canary is gone.
17
The return journey was long.
I tried to reason with him.
“Mrs. Mu, the sprained melon is not sweet. I’m sorry.
“Absolutely. I’m sorry.
“Miss Cheng will surely change her mind. You two make a good couple, and the next child must be the smartest. I’m sorry.
“Huh. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what he does.
I went on to say, “I’m not going to compromise because of your interest, and I don’t like you. I’m sorry.
I thought, “I won’t lose.”
He’s got a brake on his face.
“Chang, you want to leave? I’m sorry.
I’m scared of places.
He pulled my bag out of his arms and threw it in the back seat, and said, “Get out of the car.” I’m sorry.
Don’t come back! I’m sorry.
Well, at least give me my bag. It’s got a passport in it.
I didn’t move. He opened the door with anger and pushed me out.
I stood at the door and looked at him so patheticly, I thought I’d say, give me the bag.
“Don’t act pathetic, I don’t want to see it.” I’m sorry.
Quick, close the door and go.
It happened so fast. He was angry. What does it matter to me? Throw me in the middle of nowhere.
When he turns around, the lights disappear.
I found it all dark and my cell phone was not in my bag.
I decided I’d hate Moose.
When I was little, I was afraid of the dark.
He was in his teens, transported with his parents, my dad was tired driving, and the truck flipped.
We ran out of the fence and stayed all night in the swamp below.
Mom says she wants to go to sleep, and when I tell the story, they wake up.
From darkness to dawn, I told 12 stories, and they didn’t wake up.
It was like that day, it was so quiet, it reached out.
I told Moose a long time ago that I was afraid of the dark.
He asked why.
And We answered the truth: for they were trapped in darkness with their parents, and they died, and I did not. I’m sorry.
He might remember.
But left me behind.
I don’t know which way to go, touched the dark, fell a few times.
I’ve decided I’m going to take my love off of Mussy.
Now I hate him.
The silence around you can hear little insects humming.
I’m not leaving until I feel my knee pierced and the liquid leaks.
Sit still crying.
I said, “He’s a hard man to serve and he’s not angry for any reason.”
I dared not cry out loud, lest a beast should hear me, and came from the mountains to eat me.
I was so sad that I had to take a snivell and then I heard the sound of a car.
Just hit me and the car stopped right behind me.
Moose came in anxiously and kept me in his arms.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so impulsive, I forgot you were afraid of the dark. I’m sorry.
He gently slapped me in the back of the head, and he took off the frost and rain, and now he feels guilty and gentle.
I dare to cry.
18
In Muller’s eyes, he’s always thought Moose was in love.
Of course I didn’t know that.
Moose came to him for a year and asked him to pretend to be my boyfriend and have a different happiness.
Muller knew his brother was being cheated again.
We used to lie to Moses every time we made good.
Muller went through my information, found out I was going to run and asked a lawyer for advice on divorce.
Just tell his brother.
Early on, Moose knew I was pregnant.
He said he had a birthday, and I promised to stay with him.
And we’ll go to the island, and we won’t hesitate.
Moose thinks I’m a scum.
Quickly signed the contract and flew back.
Especially when I made him look like I didn’t care.
Mueller heard I was caught at the airport and came to my house to see my jokes.
I don’t see anyone else.
I sat on the table and had no taste, and I had trouble with the milk.
He sat across from me and laughed, “Sister-in-law, don’t you listen to me.” I’m sorry.
I ignored him.
And he went on, “My brother is so angry, it’s not easy for a while.” I’m sorry.
Moose heard noises, came out of the kitchen, brought me sun eggs.
“Drink the milk. * With a big hand on my back of my head *
And We turned away from him and said: I do not like this. I’m sorry.
“You have a bad stomach, you eat other stomach pains, you listen. I’m sorry.
Muller couldn’t watch the joke, he was angry with his brother, “What’s going on? What happened? Come on. I’m sorry.
He showed his bicep, saying, “Well, she doesn’t drink me, I like milk, dear brother. I’m sorry.
“You’re a little noisy. I’m sorry.
“You hopeless love brain! He was angry.
I stood up and said to Mussy, “You signed the divorce agreement. I’m sorry.
“My brother is so good to you, you can’t feel it, you’re a little wood! He was upset about the year.
And I yelled: “Isn’t it because of me, Miss Plum? He’s just a love house and a woo. I’m sorry.
Muller, we’re both not very smart.
“You’re comparing yourself. Look, look, body. What are you like? I’m sorry.
And I cried at once: I knew that he thought that I was fat, that I would not eat meat, that I would not eat what I liked. I’m sorry.
Moul said to Moses, “No wonder true sister bought you three years, you didn’t take it. You were dumb.” I’m sorry.
I went to school to lose weight, starved, had a stomach problem.
At first, I was afraid to die. I followed my medical instructions and ate well.
But people don’t cry without seeing the coffin.
Moose stopped advising me after the year and directly controlled my diet.
I’m in a hurry to get in touch.
She replied: “He likes thin ones. I’m sorry.
When I was a kid, I was so fat, I squeezed.
He doesn’t like fat squeezing, thinking about the real body.
There’s 10 million more, I’ll take it.
I ran upstairs and Muller was driving me crazy to explain.
“Don’t worry about him. It’s not your stomach. I ate all the food, and I was dying, but I couldn’t eat the second meal that worked. I’m sorry.
“I know. Don’t explain it to him. I’m sorry.
When I was a teenager, he described me to someone, all he talked about was drawing dolls.
I’m just growing, baby fat on my face, BMI in the normal range, just a little big.
I liked him when I couldn’t stand it.
Thinking about losing weight and saving money, you’re on a diet.
19
Moose was three years older than me.
I actually liked him, for a long time.
But there’s so much going on here, and I don’t want to lose.
The man who loves so much will lose.
The night he was married, his brother came looking for him.
I went to his study and I didn’t see them coming in.
I wanted to go out, but I hid behind the bookshelf when I heard my name from Muss.
“You were the first of us to get married. I’m sorry.
He smiled, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
“What, because you’re in love?”
I’m actually waiting for his answer.
But what Moose said after that was a cure for my subsequent awakening.
“How is it possible that the old man asked me to do what I had to do? I’m sorry.
Mu Xian Haha smiled and said, “Is it?” It’s not going to help your career with this little wildcat. I’m sorry.
“Simplicity in mind, just control.” I’m sorry.
He took me as a mascot and moved to my home, and I had no father or mother, and there was no help or threat to him.
His career does not require the assistance of a single woman.
All Moose had to do was finish his grandfather’s job and start a family early so he could give it to him.
As for Mu Xian Yoga, he’s bisexual.
I met a man who was in love first.
After that, Moose lost his rival in the year, even though he was an illegitimate son.
And he said to Moo, “Sorrow alone, give whatever he wishes, and open his heart.”
I’m not like him.
I won’t lose. The losers are pathetic. I won’t say love first.
And I had nothing.
It’s worse when you fail.
20
I’m heartless about getting a divorce with Moose.
He’s only interested in me for a while, and if he wants, I’m really a simple person.
He’ll be home early and late, pretending he didn’t see me.
“Divorcing agreement. “I usually warn him.
He put his suit on his arm, with sandwiches and milk in his hand, with words in his mouth.
“To be late, come back and say it. I’m sorry.
I came home every morning, I fell asleep, and I said,
Next time I see him, I won’t mention the divorce.
He said, “Tomorrow you’ll meet your classmates?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Muller has an announcement that I can go. I’m sorry.
And We shook our heads: “No, some of you have attended your classes, and they will pass on it. I’m sorry.
“We are legal couples. I’m sorry.
I didn’t want him to go because I’d pissed him off before.
A lot of kids know I’m a victim of him.
There was a class climb through a temple, and I specifically asked him for a signature for “lonely old.”
Moose was in my mouth a vicious teacher who forced me to do my homework.
If he goes, it’s okay.
“You’re not going. I’m sorry.
“Then I will ask Mu’ul if he has time.” I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“Will you come back early tonight? I’m sorry.
He looked at me and looked down, and said, “Don’t say a divorce, I can’t sign it.” I’m sorry.
“How did you do that, Moose?” When you got married, you said three years at the most. I’m sorry.
He took a deep breath and stood up and said, “Because I failed, I didn’t think three years had passed and you didn’t feel anything for me.
“I will not sign until ten million. I’m sorry.
“You know I can’t get it out.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, so I won’t sign. I’m sorry.
He took his coat and left with a sentence, “Let’s just run away.” I’m sorry.
We called out to his back: “When will he return?” I don’t talk about divorce today. I’m sorry.
“At the latest, eight o’clock.” I’m sorry.
He’s been hanging on his face for days to hide from me and come home early and late.
I don’t want him to be upset because of me.
It hurts your body.
21
He didn’t come back by midnight.
No one answered the phone.
I went to see Chen, he checked Moose’s phone and found it in the sea.
He was afraid of the water, so he could not go to the sea alone at night.
“Is something wrong? I’m sorry.
“It’s supposed to be. I’m sorry.
In the middle of the night, we contact the police and call the surveillance.
The Moose-year-old car was eventually found to have come out of the garage, but the driver was not him.
In time, a sneaky cripple has been walking around the company.
The surveillance amplified, the profile of the man, plus the sign of his disability, which I know more.
I went to school, and Moose went to school.
In the middle school building, you can see the high school side.
I went out on the balcony after school to find his figure in that building, and I always saw the same boy around him for a while.
Moose went to the bathroom and he followed him in.
Like me, watching this man.
He didn’t do it directly to Moose, and I figured it might be a pretentious crime, first looking for a junior boy to commit indecent assault.
Attempted.
He was overwritten, posted to the school, kept for observation.
That perverted sexual orientation is a boy.
I was in love with Moose, and he was always with a pervert.
I went to his classroom every day for a walk.
Watch the pervert in the dark.
I’m probably sneaking around, though.
22
One afternoon, on a 100-year school day, Moose was ill and applied for rest in the classroom.
When he was going to take the floor, I heard from her that he was not feeling well, that he was taking the floor temporarily, and he stayed in the classroom.
Fly back.
The pervert carried the unconscious Moose back in the year and already walked down the stairs. I asked him what he was doing.
He lied, said he was going to the school doctor’s office.
I fought him like a skinny boy, and I was strong, and I pushed him on the ground for two rounds.
I didn’t think he had a knife and he pulled it on my lap.
I’m not weak, I took the knife, I bit him.
The inspector’s teacher found us.
I’ve been in the yard for more than half a month.
Moose’s a senior, he’s busy, but he comes to see me as soon as he has time.
He treated me like my sister and said to his classmates, “That’s what you’re talking about. Cute. I’m sorry.
I look down, a little shy.
I’m fat.
At the time, youth literature had read too much and felt that a strong child was not worthy of love.
I’m a sulking, courteous man to Muss.
He came near the exam, he was busy, but he asked me out for dinner.
I pretended to be cold and not interested in him.
He’s all over the light.
I went to see him when he finished his high school exam, and I ran into him and Zheng was joking.
I hid the letter and suddenly realized that we were in parallel, regardless of age or family.
I asked him, “What would you do if you liked someone? I’m sorry.
And he laughed, “If she is weak and can easily retreat, I will teach her myself to ensure that she does not run away.” I’m sorry.
I looked, and there was rain in my heart, and I taught it myself.
But when he hit my eyes, he moved silently.
I retreated.
Later, we met in my second year, and we were different.
Parallel tracks, where overlap is almost impossible.
Until Cheng finds me.
23
The police, listening to my description, ran a record of that pervert.
He entered the palace several times after attaining his majority for indecent assault and theft.
It’s only recently released.
The kidnapping of Moose’s year, probably with the intention to repeat the crime.
They’re so anxious.
I hope to find him quickly, in case the perverts move too fast and the consequences go too far.
I suddenly thought, “I gave him a ring with a locator function. I’m sorry.
But I never saw him wear it.
Old Chen must try and say Moose will carry what I gave him.
I turned on the ring’s locator software, and it’s working, and it’s on the coast of Joan.
“Go, go, go! This way!
Chen shouted and evacuated.
He won’t let me. It’s dangerous out there.
When they left, I drove out myself and took a bad shortcut.
All the way up, dinner’s coming out.
I got out of the car and found an old house on the cliff.
I snuck in and saw Moose lying on the ground with blood all over his head and he didn’t move.
Some people don’t repent.
He scratched my leg, and I wanted to return it, and the inspector came and pushed me to the ground.
Later I realized that the teacher was his relative.
“Long time no see. I’m sorry.
I went straight in.
He still looks like a skinny monkey.
The man obviously didn’t recognize me.
But this fight doesn’t have to be an old story.
I used to fight by biting. Muss said it was dirty. After I got married, I learned to fight.
It’ll be useful now.
But I’m not as strong as him. He turned me over and put me on the floor.
“Remember, it’s you. It’s stupid. Do you think a grown man like you can’t punish a little woman? I’m sorry.
And We laughed from below, and said, “Of course you can, so I am.”
The anaesthesia needle on the ring was shown, and it hit him in the back of the neck.
“So I brought a weapon, you only grew strong, and you still seem to have a bad head. I’m sorry.
He lay on the ground convulsing and turning his eyes.
I climbed up quickly to film dust and went to Moose to check on him.
Moose, wake up!
I pushed him. He didn’t react.
I do not want to think in a way that is too bad, and kneel down and laugh, and say, “Arise, Moose.” I’m sorry.
He was still lying on the ground and could hardly see his breath.
I can’t help it.
Moose, don’t scare me, okay?
Moose? I’m sorry.
And We drew him nearer, and found him lying down on his chest, listening to his weak heartbeat.
“Do not die in the year of Moses, I am afraid.” I’m sorry.
I shivered my phone out and called Chen.
“Old Chan, I’ve found Moose, he’s… he’s not moving. I’m sorry.
I spoke intermittently with my cry, and the phone was picked up by the police, and he reassured me and directed me to the first aid.
24
The last time I saw this was when parents were losing their breath.
I checked his pulse, weak but not stopped.
I was close to him and I kept calling.
“Muse, please, you said your parents sent you to take care of me. You can’t go.
“Don’t go away, okay? I’m sorry.
And We covered his eyelids with my hand and my cheeks close to his ears, and I kept talking.
“You’re good. You don’t like me, but you’re good to me.
“I lied to you. I don’t want to divorce you. Please don’t leave me. “I cry with my nose and my mouth shut, and say, “Don’t die, Moose. You think you have so much money, you’re not afraid.
“You’re not afraid I’ll wait till you’re dead. Go get the dog.” Take your money and keep your face on the wall, while I remember you! I’m sorry.
He suddenly coughed, he bled in his mouth, he choked into his throat and began to cough hard.
And We held his head and said: Is it hard? I’m sorry.
It’s been a long time since he was able to talk, his voice was low and he had no strength to raise his volume.
“What little bitch?”
He’s got a strange focus.
“I’m not dead, so you’re on?” I’m sorry.
He’s in my arms. He’s obviously strong.
“Muse, stop talking. Save your energy. I’m sorry.
And he coughed twice, and was weak: “Cyang and Jiang are too late, and when I die, you shall find a lawyer, and the will is with him.” I’m sorry.
“What will?”
What will he do?
“The will of the transfer of wealth, I am in pain, and Chiang has delayed you so as to comfort me. I’m sorry.
“Why is it so serious? “I took care of him.
“I jumped, I didn’t escape. I’m sorry.
No wonder he threw up blood. I’m afraid he’s hurt his guts, and he’s afraid to move.
I said with my cry, “Can you hold on to Moose?” If you die, others will bully me. I’m sorry.
“It’s all right, I’ll make some. You’re still my mussy-year-old widow, and no one will bully you again. I’m sorry.
When I heard the word “widow,” I cried so hard.
“Don’t cry, sweetie.”
I can’t stand it.
“I thought you said I was innocent and controlled. It’s true.
“When did I say that?” I’m sorry.
“On the day of the wedding, you said to Mu Xian Yu, and I thought, “You’re acting like you love me or not.”
“Come on, lie to me, I’m afraid I’ll regret it, so I’d like to make it clear, “I love…”
“Keep it in the back, it seems like a farewell. He moved a little.
I said, “I fear I will not have the opportunity to speak. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that easy to die. I’m sorry.
“I’d rather say no regrets. I’m sorry.
“… next time say, you listen, the ambulance sounds. I’m sorry.
When I was scared, I cried so much that Moose said in my arms that he was tired and wanted to sleep.
I cried and told him jokes.
And when the ambulance came, I took my brain with me.
What a shame.
25
I told you Mom and Dad sent me to protect me.
It’s not that easy to die.
His birthday was at the hospital.
Moul came to see the bag when we were going to put it on.
Good. He said:
Brother, when did you get lucky with Mu Xian Yoo? I’m sorry.
When he was a child, he was bullied by Moo-hyun and grew up thinking about his wife.
Mu Xian Yoo likes to steal things from Mussy.
He doesn’t really like those, he’s just addicted to robbery.
As long as Muss liked it, he tried to rob it.
I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
True treasure, to hide.
Moose thought so.
Except for friends I know, Moose never takes me out to see anyone.
I’m his wife.
His love isn’t so well known, but it’s all over me.
“Oh, my God, my brother said those things because he didn’t want to show that he valued you, and you just heard them. I’m sorry.
Muller squeezed his brother off the bed and laid himself up.
Me and Moose sat at the door for cake.
“It’s getting late, you go home. Moose reminds those in bed who keep their eyes closed.
Sitting up like a bitch, “Yo, it’s wrong to disturb your brother-in-law’s sister-in-law, but not to leave.”
“Ah-ha! I will respond to you, brother. I am a flamer of your love. I have never contributed to this crisis. I’m sorry.
Moussy’s got a dark face and doesn’t want to talk to him.
It’s hard to send a Buddha away.
It’s true.
She gave Moose a bad idea about the year.
For example, Moose found out that I was stealing money and asking what I wanted to do.
She read too many novels and replied, “She must have planned to save money to leave you.” I’m sorry.
Then an unpopular idea came up.
The year of Moose was followed by a particularly bad impression in my heart, a vicious capitalist.
“Why don’t you go out with me to see the moon?” I’m sorry.
I steal and pretend: “We’ll go out when we fall asleep.” I’m sorry.
“The bed is bigger, you sleep with me.” I’m sorry.
We said, “It’s so lonely to be alone.” I’m sorry.
“You two look at male models together and you’re not alone.” I’m sorry.
How did they find out?
The man’s a realist. She runs a fancy restaurant and selects a waitress.
I’m just accompanying.
Just an escort.
26
I didn’t tell Moose.
Make sure he gets back late tonight and I sneak over.
I heard that the class captain married the class but I remember the last time I saw him, he was with the school council.
I want to eat melons.
First line.
As a result, the commission moved fire.
Fake me up by an old man.
“Chang’s late, or you won’t be able to tell me. You’ve graduated for four or five years. No one knows what you do. You’re wearing a name tag. I’m sorry.
When I look at my bag, Moose will bring me back what looks good and says it’s expensive.
I don’t see any limited editions, anything can work.
And I’m so dedicated to working for Moose’s year, 10 good employees of the year!
We shook our heads and said: “How can you make a lie of your own? No proof. I’m sorry.
“It’s not what I see. It’s a picture. You get on a different limo every time. I’m sorry.
Moussy’s got a lot of cars, so when he left, he went to the garage to pick one.
And I was angry and said: I was married, but I did not tell you. I’m sorry.
They’re going to hush for a while and let me call my target.
“He’s still at the office, probably busy. I’m sorry.
They’re not buying it again. They say I exaggerate. They lie.
I don’t want to call Mussy.
I thought, let’s forget, if anyone comes, I cursed him.
I didn’t call and choose beer.
In the second half of the game, I’m supposed to be blushing, a little ludicrous, and they call me.
Drunk and reckless.
We cried out, “My husband is Moose.” Remember? The business teacher in second grade. I’m sorry.
They smiled and asked me if I was drunk.
“Don’t drink too much. Let your bald old man pick it up later. I’m sorry.
I was impulsive. I called Muss.
“Hmm? He asks softly.
Sound one out, others fry.
“It’s familiar. It’s like Moose’s interview. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to say.
“Can you come over here? They don’t believe you’re Moose, and some say she’s taken care of by old men. She’s talking sarcasm.
Moose responded quickly and positively, hung up.
Twenty minutes later, my face was as red as a monkey’s ass and I was on the sofa and I thought I was mushrooms.
Moose came in with a black face.
“Mrs. Mu!
I didn’t think I’d take down Mr. Smiley at night.
And I held him by the neck laughing, and said: ‘You came to Moosa’ I’m sorry.
Something rubbed my skin and touched my hand, like I gave it the wrong size. He was afraid to lose it when the necklace was hanging around his neck, so I didn’t see him wear it.
And he took hold of my face, and said, “Drink so much, and go back to it and shout pain. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what kind of hallucination I saw, suddenly bit Moose’s collarbone and cried.
The others asked if they’d tear me apart.
He stood in his way and said, “No, she has nightmares like this sometimes, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
When I was out, I fell asleep, he picked me up, put my head on his shoulder like a child.
And other humanity.
“I’ve been looking at my classmateship, I’ve come to the party, but some people can’t talk, and I want them to think twice. I’m sorry.
“I was afraid to disturb the atmosphere, and every time I wanted to come, she wouldn’t let me, and I wouldn’t let her come alone. I’m sorry.
“I hope you won’t mind.” I’m sorry.
One head shakes like a fan.
The rest of the game is still quiet.
Some people think about Moose’s interview a few years ago, and the host asks, “There’s nothing happy about life except a career.
He replied, “Yes, more than business. I’m sorry.
“What is it that Mr. Mulder can tell you? I’m sorry.
“Of course,” he laughs, “the insinuable drowning in his eyes, “the family has a cat. I’m sorry.
Combined with his allergies to cat hairs, hot search up and guess he’s got a golden house.
The host also knows that he’s allergic to cats and dogs, and he’s laughing, “Can you give us more details?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t think it’s convenient,” he said, “She belongs to me personally.” I’m sorry.
A hot-searched comment area:
This man is proud! _Other Organiser
I’m high! _Other Organiser
Who knows, this cat is talking about Chiang.
It was recalled that, in the second year of second year, a senior of the Academy of Fine Arts pursued Chiang for long, well known and boiling.
The term of Moses fell in mysterious air.
The school has longed to meet the senior.
That’s not gonna happen.
To a large extent, it was thought that Moose’s year had been long for Chiang.
Now it’s “targeting.”
It’s just a tiger. Case number: YXX1LOaylXLTxeekGT9dLz
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
