Suburban villa.
“I’m back. “The white man changed his shoes at the gate.
The mother looked out of the living room and was a little surprised: “Do you think I’m with you?” I’m sorry.
Women of almost 50 years of age, with their hands up, are all the more well-dressed and expensive today, dressed in red and full of pearl necklaces, and well-dressed, apparently to receive guests at home.
When you think of the way your mother used to be white one night, it stings in her heart.
“I told him not to come. She said:
“What happened to you? “The father also heard that he was downstairs.
The eyes of the white eye, the eyes are as calm as the water.
“Nothing. It just doesn’t fit. I’m sorry.
In that moment, white politics looked at her daughter.
She said something so important, but nothing.
White Man suddenly felt like his daughter was different a few days ago.
Until she came home last weekend, she was still angry at everything, but she could also see it because she liked it.
At this moment, she talks like she’s abandoning her side.
It’s under a calm lake, and it’s full of them.
“He cheated? White politics suddenly asked:
Father is a very sensitive businessman.
“I am not officially with him.” I’m sorry.
“Well, eat first. Mother says, “Today’s birthday. I’m sorry.
Aunty brought the dishes to the table, hot and hot, but the carefully prepared dinner seemed to be in vain.
The whole restaurant was filled with anachronistic silence.
Until White Man put down chopsticks.
“I’ll talk to Cheng. “Men do.
“No need. “Why don’t you put a chop in your father’s bowl?” Tomorrow is the day of the town’s Chamber of Commerce. I heard a lot of kids are coming. I’ll check it out. I’m sorry.
“The daughter has grown up. “It’s a good thing that white politics is whispering.” I’m sorry.
I remember myself, proud and proud.
Zhang’s free sex. I don’t care about weeks.
It’s just that things are changing.
Late at night.
He found a reason to go to school tomorrow, went to his place outside school and opened another bottle of Caucasian white wine.
Unlike in the Italian or French-producing regions, the casu grapes in the western district of Shanyu, Tokyo, have an elegant oriental sense of silence.
Without alcohol, she’s not sure she can sleep tonight.
It was a shallow sip, but the eyes kept staring at the micro-credit interface on the phone.
From 23:59 to 0:00.
At the moment of the change of date, the 29-day countdown of bankruptcy on Twitter really automatically changed to the 28-day countdown of bankruptcy!
Such a change cannot be artificial.
White eyes change.
She sent that text that was already edited.
“Let’s meet?”
In the middle of the night, small dusts flying through the air were seen in the light.
I don’t want to waste time. She asked to meet her next night at the road near her home.
This place is empty, there are cameras, at least it looks safe.
It’s just time for a date, and the white twilight doesn’t wait.
The cell phone screen also showed “I’m here” she sent five minutes ago, and there was no reply, and the white hysteria was a little agitated.
That’s when the strange sound came out of the street light.
Then a fat, round orange cat fell from the sky and jumped.
A typical field cat variety, with a tiara on its fur, is called oily and smooth. Its four soles and noses are pink and its hairy tails are straight.
And the next second, a girl’s voice came.
“Hey, White Slurp.”
I thought I was hearing things.
She looked to the left and right and wanted to find the source of the sound, while the cat lifted up the mat and hit her ankle: “Look at me.” I’m sorry.
“What? “It’s not clear.
Look at me!
At last, the white tweezers saw the bottom of their feet by the sound.
The fat orange cat who speaks three languages?
“It was I who sent you the tweets. The orange cat is shaking, “I guess you’re doing this, and that’s why I don’t want to write to you about who I am. I’m sorry.
The sound of grunts is quite out of place.
“Well, I’m actually a little hungry right now, or should we go get a snack and talk? I’m sorry.
Fifteen minutes later, a barbeque in the night market.
The meat on the sign came down and put it on the plate without an expression.
The fat orange cat can handle its size, with the wind and clouds drying up five sets of beef, five sets of lamb and two sets of chicken wings, and then licking its paws with satisfaction and then beginning to wash its face while making a comfortable grunt.
The table next to the table occasionally shows a different look, but nobody asks.
Because only the cat can hear. She had just confirmed that others could only hear the screams.
And so she and a cat talk to themselves and feed it to barbecue, and it’s retarded.
But instead of “the cat speaks three languages”, it seems irrelevant to be treated as mentally retarded.
Besides, the cat is too good to eat…
What’s your name?
The fat cat’s been thinking about it for a while, like he’s thinking about his name.
“I don’t remember. It shakes its head, “It’s hard to remember, but not at all.” I’m sorry.
Then he asked, “How did you reach me? Why did you speak?” Why do you know about me? I’m sorry.
“Wishful. I’m sorry.
“…?”
“I think about it now. I’m sorry.
Then the fat cat closes its eyes and puts out a strong position and look in the cat’s casserole.
A message came out of the white cell phone in the next second.
“…shit. “Where did you come from? I’m sorry.
“Before I became this cat, I was a good citizen of five and four dollars, and my career was to write novels. I’ve written a fluff, the leading woman is a transfer student, and she’s gone all the way from a slag to a high school, and she’s got an incoherent relationship with a bunch of handsome and rich men.”
Why do you sound so familiar?
“Don’t tell me this woman is called Zhou Ming. I’m sorry.
Fat cats are in a awkward position to nod.
“-then who am I?” The White Shiraito has a bad feeling.
“Uh, you’re a vicious woman who exists to make her face punch. According to the story, in 28 days your house will go bankrupt, and then someone will come out of your house for a funeral, and you’ll be rejected by everyone around you, and you’ll end up having a nervous breakdown and you won’t be able to describe it again? I’m sorry.
“…”
“I’m sorry, but I also know that this story is a little stupid… But I’ve never read a normal book, and this time I’ve studied the market, and I’ve written a Mary League fantasies. The fat cat looked at her, and she said, “It didn’t work out, he woke up and found himself trapped in a book with a system in his head. The system told me I can only go back if I save you.”
# White # # In the dark wind on the street #
The fat cat summed up: “Well, this time, don’t ever go out of school again!” I’m sorry.
It took a while to accept reality.
The reason for acceptance is that if something so illogical happens, it means that she must be having a daydream, and if it is a daydream, let it be.
– Abbreviated.
“What are you going to do? I’m sorry.
“You see, you’ve had your whole life’s memory, and it’s like a game of two weeks, so you can avoid a week’s trap, right? “But you’ve got me for two weeks! I’m a bug, your gold finger. I know the motives behind everyone you’ve been through for a week, so I’m sure I can help you find the right option and kill a way out! I’m sorry.
It’s very confident in its tone, but it captures a key word very acutely.
She repeats:
Cats and cats have a bad heart: “Because I’m lazy in a lot of places … Logic is a very tired thing, and I can’t make more money. I’ll write about the cause, and I’ll have fun in the face.”
The more you whisper, the less you whisper.
White wood with a face.
She suddenly came to her mind with some strangely painful memories.
In high school, for example, there were no problems from the prep to the exam, and it was normal to do it, and it suddenly fell off hundreds of points, while the transition students stood up from the bottom to the bottom.
For example, when Cheng was young with him and had no guesses, it was as if he had been given some LSD on his face.
And the self-absorption with the throat…
Just think about it and think about it.
Even more unacceptable, she seemed to realize that she was not real.
The eyelashes of the white eyelids squirm: “Are you saying that I was created, and I was set at the mercy of others? I’m sorry.
“Maybe in a lifetime. Fat cats scratched their necks, “but not now. Why else would we be sitting here? I’m sorry.
“…” . . . . . . .
“The human race does not know what it is. Why isn’t the universe the body of a giant animal? Why isn’t Earth a cell in the body? It’s a virus, isn’t it? “Maybe I met you from one time to another.” I thought you were created by me, but it’s just your time in my head…”
“Do you mean to make me accept reality? @Ambassy: #Feb14
“-I mean, no matter how fucked up life is, we have to work hard to survive. I’m sorry.
The fat cat reached out to the claws.
Give me five! I’m sorry.
Baek Yi ignored it and went straight to pay.
The fat cat jumped off the table and followed it up: “Will you not take me home?” So where do I sleep?”
“It’s all over the world. I’m sorry.
“It’s so mean, it’s as bad as I give you. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Seriously, I don’t pick where I sleep. Just give me a cardboard box and stuff me in full, I promise…”
“There are no oversized boxes at home. “I didn’t approve of you living in my house.” I’m sorry.
“Can you be nice? I don’t live in your house, how can I supervise you… ..the fat cat suddenly brakes and changes, ..to help you. I don’t live in your house. How can I help you avoid bankruptcy? I’m sorry.
“Who do I owe my bankruptcy to?” Should I also thank you? I’m sorry.
“Can we just talk and not fight in elementary school?”
I don’t know.
They went all the way in a row, and it was so obvious in a quiet night that a very small number of the passers-by looked at it as if they were saying, “Look here, there’s a retard, she’s talking to a cat!”
I look at the stars.
She thinks there’s some reason why a fat cat should be arguing. You don’t really know what’s in the depths of the vast universe, and maybe you’re just a virus whose cells are fighting in a giant.
But she knows she wants to live.
She does not want to give up everything that belongs to her, much less let it happen again.
In the end, the fat cat followed the white cat into the house.
He went through the box and went back to the cupboard and found a cardboard box, laid two floors with a towel, and left a phrase, “Slept in the living room.”
“Good night.” Fat cats consciously shoved themselves in a box full of boxes.
The door connecting the living room and the bedroom was closed by white twig.
And that’s when the fat cat started to sound like a tune in his head.
The system: “Ah, host, how can you write this evil woman? I’m sorry.
“…”cats and cats have no words.
“This was the first time I had set her up. # I’m not going anywhere #
System: “First set? I’m sorry.
“Well, when she was the leading lady. “The fat cat whispers.
The town’s Chamber of Commerce’s dinner, at the hotel’s dinner room.
The local chambers of commerce, especially the business starters, have been married since the previous generation, and have grown up together since childhood, so that they can call them uncles.
It’s not surprising that White Shiraito came to the meeting on behalf of the White House.
When we chat, we focus on short parents, except for business.
The marriage between the two families has naturally been the focus of recent days.
However, the unfinished business of engagement has spread.
The news of the small circle is always very fast. There is no need for a formal response, and it is well known that only two words from the younger generation will be used.
After all, the fact that Cheng was leaving at the White House birthday party was seen by many.
When Shiraito arrived outside the door, he heard a question from Cheng Zheng.
Cheng, what’s wrong with you and the White House? I don’t think White Jung is here today. I’m sorry.
The men leaned on their chairs to swallow the fog.
Cheng Zhijun lighted some of his butts into the ashtray, and the silk ash fell.
He smiled, and said, “It’s not easy to say, but we can only say that we’re working together. I’m laughing at your old friends. I’m sorry.
These words are rather vague, as if they were hiding something that was not to be told.
Cheng Zhengjun, good face.
But Baek Yi didn’t want to give him that face.
She pushed the door open and coughed slightly.
Everyone’s eyes are focused.
He said, “Oh, here we are. Come sit down. I’m sorry.
It’s like nothing happened.
It’s a good smile.
She filled herself with wine and raised her glass.
“I’m late. A toast to the elders. I’m sorry.
Drink up.
With her glass of wine, the mood has re-emerged. But he only gave himself a second cup, and this time he set his course on the other.
“I’ll drink to Uncle Cheng. “I’ve been playing with Cheng since I was a kid, he’s got his own happiness, and I’m happy for him.” Too bad I’m not lucky to be a daughter. I’m sorry.
The face of Cheng’s youth changed in a while. But he couldn’t be angry because of the last sentence.
You can tell the meaning of white. It is clear that the White Shiraito is stressing that the marriage was indeed initiated by their families, but that it was a mistake of course, and that Cheng’s army deliberately led us to think in the direction of the White House.
It also appears that the daughter of the White House had the courage to take the drink in the first place, and to say a few words in his older capacity.
However, at that point, Mengwon on the other side waved to Baek Yi.
“Sit down.
Baek Zhi went over immediately.
She’s not afraid to offend anyone.
You have to go through it once before you know the critical moment, who goes down and who goes down in the snow.
The parents thought they were close to the family, but when the incident occurred at home, Cheng Jing soldiers claimed that they were not able to help, and even became the last straw to crush the camel.
It was the only one who delivered carbon in the snow.
“Uncle Mon. “Sitting around him.
“Why isn’t White Man here? You’re here. I’m sorry.
“My dad has a problem today. I didn’t come for him, but I wanted to. I have something to ask Uncle Meng. @Abdama: #Gaza
The white family ‘ s business, while doing well and having almost a monopoly on the province-wide funeral industry, is very single in its income composition.
It’s an industry that doesn’t “sunset” and even if there is a change in policy, the product can just follow up on the adjustment in due course.
But the White House did not think that there would be new competitors.
Although she had prevented her long-term journey, the core risk remained unchanged and the risk posed by a single income would remain if there was no new cash flow.
“I’ve just started helping my family with the business, and my dad wants to practice me and let me go out and find my own business.” I thought about it. The electrician. Uncle Meng, your name is the electrician. I’d like to ask for business. I’m sorry.
“I see. Mengwon understood, “You have a factory, the supply chain has advantages. I’ll introduce you to someone who works as an electrician. He’s out of town, he’s new on the Internet, he’s not used to the atmosphere in the traditional Chamber of Commerce, but he’s good with me. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, open up the Twitter and start looking for someone.
Yeah. Meng Won shows his home page to the White Shiraito. Smells the technology of the CEO. I’m sorry.
It’s white.
At the same time, two people sat face-to-face on the couch next door.
LEE WALKSED SLOW ON THE SLOOD, GLOCKED IN A SIMPLE BLACK T-shirtS AND GREENEL RIDE TRESS, CUTTING FROM A EYES AND EYES, WITH NO FLOWS ON THE FACE.
He was facing a woman in a suit that looked like she was in her early 30s, with her hair up high, and his makeup was quite professional.
“What’s up with me?” Lee said.
“My lord, my wife asked me to come here to ask you why you were involved in the long story. I’m sorry.
She’s Li Li Liang Sook-yi’s secretary. The post of secretary cannot, of course, be occupied by a heart.
She would not have been sent by Li Li Lian Sook-yi to look for someone in the city had Li Hoon not received any information.
“Does this have anything to do with her? “I want to get involved, I want to get involved.” I’m sorry.
“Did the master not come to the city to study on his own? Why suddenly are you interested in Li Ji-suk’s cooperation? I’m sorry.
LEE HORNED HIS HEAD, LOOKING WORRY.
Then he suddenly said, “I’m not used to these names. I’m sorry.
“…? I am not sure what I am.
“I’ve been in the interior for a long time. I’m not used to it. “Li’s lazy and lazy, so let’s talk about it next time. I’m sorry.
He got up out the door.
In any case, the message that was meant to be delivered has been delivered.
He did intervene in the far-reaching and knew clearly what he had done.
He hasn’t been in the group for months, but now suddenly he’s in the group again.
He does not need to tell anyone about his motives.
Horitz followed up.
As soon as two people left the door, the door of the next large box was also pushed out, with a large crowd of people, mostly middle-aged men and women, and a few young people were caught between them, with the most visible one, tall and long.
In a tuft over a kibbutk, with a fine black handbag in his hand and a flashlight.
A soft black hair and a natural roll of tails, apparently before coming to get special care.
She ran into the eyes of Lee Joo-hyun in the noises and in the voices of those who said goodbye.
It’s a little bit of a surprise to have a flat eye.
And then her sight passed over the leopard, and she slipped over the lard behind the leopard and returned to her.
This time, it’s a bit more interesting to see.
That’s it. Beautiful, noble and sly.
I suddenly felt a little bad.
When the white car came out of the floor garage, it came across LEE Hoon standing at the door of the Pao Hue Hotel, with his cell phone in his one hand, and with his long, beautiful fingertips, and seemed to be answering the news.
LEE HON looked down at the screen.
Ho Don, “Hoon, you asked me two days ago to look into the white box, and I followed it in depth — she’s doing a pretty big business, almost monopolizing the entire province’s white business, but she didn’t have anything to do with Li. I’m sorry.
William: Yeah. I’m sorry.
“I’m calling you specifically. I’m sorry.
William: Later. I’m sorry.
William: We’ll be in the subway in a minute. I’m sorry.
Ho Tang:
“How can you squeeze the subway every day, even if it was Sindira, when he came out with a pumpkin carriage?” I’m sorry.
“Isn’t this the way to “exile”? I’m sorry.
According to the Hong Kong media tabloids, Master Li is angry with his father, Lee Ho-hyuk, and was exiled.
A few days ago, Li Li Liang Sook-yi was the headline of the newspaper.
He Tang: “I’m too. You and your wicked stepmother know that you’re strangling each other, and you’re making your share fall and fall. I’m sorry.
William: “Down. I don’t care.
“What about the good and beautiful days of Cinderella?” I’m sorry.
William: “What’s going on? I’m sorry.
Ho Don: “Not dying, but losing the fun of life.” I’m sorry.
LEE HORN BULLSHIT.
However, at this point, a black Mercedes S was parked in front of him.
The co-pilot’s window came down and showed the white face of the girl.
The eye shadow of the earth’s color, the lipstick of the soybeans, is quite a light make-up.
The black and straight end with microfilms, the LV nails in the ear, a little blinking in the night.
“She won’t give you a ride?” She asks.
LEE HORN “HMM.”
“Then why don’t you get in my car and I’ll take you home? I’m sorry.
“Your driver?” Lee looks at the man driving.
“It’s a proxy. I drank. I’m sorry.
The girl just fell down on the window and looked at him with a subtle look.
Looks like you’re doing something bad.
Nor was she anxious to wait for her statement.
“How much will she pay you?” I’m sorry.
The question is familiar.
It was like two days ago he asked her the exact same thing at this girl’s house.
So he said, “Do you want to double it?” I’m sorry.
The girl’s eyes turn around.
Well, she’s got the tone, and it’s not that. I’m sorry.
Lee hawk started the eyebrow.
He got in the white car.
Commander Baek Yi took the car to the river and pulled over.
The Yangtze tributary of the Yangtze is passing through the CBD in Ping City, with bright lights across the shore and a neon light with a lost atmosphere. Lights and red wine in the big cities are turned to light, radiant and far away. They got out of the car and walked along the dam slowly and side by side.
“The woman you just came out with, is that Li Chik’s man? “The executives? Shareholders?”
“How did you guess?” Lee said.
Such cross-examination would amount to recognition.
“You know Li Zhi well, you must have known him well.” Your gold lord is the name of four words, and besides the Japanese, there may be Hong Kong rich women. I’ve come up with a synthesis of the available information, and I’ve been surprised. I’m sorry.
I can’t help it.
“What do you want me to do? He went on to ask, “Assume your boyfriend against a tough ex-fiancé?” I’m sorry.
“Ooh. Why can’t I be a cheesy? * Look at him. *
The eye is still a game and a search.
“You look like you want to talk business with me. #Li #Lihawk faces a light wind #
“Is it so obvious?” The white tweezer touched the nose.
“Well, I did see you…” She took the tone, “Hong Kong status.” I’m sorry.
LEE HON’S SWITCH.
That answer was totally unexpected to him, to the extent that he had a slightly confused face.
“The Hong Kong/Australian citizens have tax benefits. “It’s easier to register in Hong Kong.” I’m sorry.
Of course she had her own little idea.
According to her conversation with the fat cat, the guy who didn’t write because he was lazy was her chance zone. If she expands her business beyond her original domain and even drives the company out of the interior, then who has the ability to bankrupt her?
Others moved assets to run, and she moved assets to prevent bankruptcy.
Shit, that sounds a little sad.
Of course she doesn’t know how many times she thinks.
The young man lifted up his hand to her, saying, “Go find someone else.” Why me?”
Because you’re the only one who doesn’t like Weeks. ♪ White in the heart ♪
In this world, Zhou Xiaomeng is the leading woman, who has her own magnetic field, and all the important roles involved are attracted to Zhou lay.
– Except for LEE HON.
But of course she won’t talk about it to LEE.
She only smiled with a very bright smile, “You look good.” I’m sorry.
She’s lying.
But it’s funny that he doesn’t mind at all.
“You and your fiancé are over? I’m sorry.
“Yeah. So now I’m ready to do my job. I’m sorry.
“Then let’s talk about business.” What are you doing?”
“The urn box. “My house has a factory, I want to do the electricity business.” I’ll check in with the dealers tomorrow, and I’ll open a shop in Ebay and Amazon and sell it overseas. I’m going to be a registered company in Hong Kong. I’m sorry.
“…”
The urn…
Had it not been for the news just received from Ho Tang that the White House was in a white business, Li would have been surprised by the first sentence.
“I actually listened to your live questions and answers in class yesterday, and I knew that you had a clear sense of logic and could not be less capable — why follow that woman? “I’m sorry.
Lee Hoon thought about it for a while.
It was then decided to include a new paragraph.
“You know the deep water?” he asked.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Hong Kong’s poorest region can buy a fork meal — let’s put it this way, Hong Kong is a place where you can earn 15,6 months on board. “That’s where I was born. I’m sorry.
Listen silently.
“The desire to climb up is too strong for people of lower birth, so it is inevitable to take a shortcut. I’m sorry.
White Shiraito feels like he’s been pulled out. It’s like it’s about itself, but it’s like it’s about another person.
LEE HON has noticed that the white man is looking seriously at his eyes.
All of a sudden he was trying to make fun of her.
“So, people like me who do everything to climb up, it’s not enough to pay. I’m sorry.
“…?”
“Miss White, don’t you think it’s cheap to raise me? I’m sorry.
“…”
But at that moment, the white man only felt like he was talking up, and it was a deadly temptation.
This face is too pretty. Especially that nose mole.
God damn it, he smiles and makes people want to be happy.
As a result of the pineapple bag of typhoons, the town rained for two days, with neon lights, and a lumber. It happens that, at a time when the rain is floating again, it falls on the shoulders of both.
They’re going back to the car. “I’ll drive.” I didn’t drink. I’m sorry.
How do you get back? I’m sorry.
“I live in a school dormitory. I’m sorry.
The white apartment was by the school, and it arrived a few minutes on foot.
As a result, she was offered to send her home, and now becomes the driver of the other party.
Lee Hoon’s drive was steady, and when the red light came, his index finger was on the steering wheel.
The smileful face of the moment went cold and returned to a state of indifference to everything.
White Shiraito senses this quality on Lee Hawk. As if the whole world had nothing to do with him, he was only one of those who stood by.
“You just said it wasn’t enough.” What do you want?”
“Cooperative, I want shares. @LiHoonseeing Front.
“Okay. “The white man rarely hesitated to answer.
It’s an accident for YI.
He had a light look at it, and the latter had nothing to laugh about.
“Then you have to work.” I’m sorry.
They come and go, and everyone tries to get in.
“should be. “Li Hawk nod head.
– Sort of a deal.
It’s a long time ago.
The fat cat said that the hawk was the only one in four, the favorite one in Zhou.
Zhou Xiaomong likes everyone to be the boss.
In the later scenes, you’ve been lined up as an ash-shell girl, and this is not the case with the Zhou Zhang Zhou.
Although the fat cat did not give details, it would probably take a very short time to meet its objectives, just as it was very quick to leave school, from the limitless to bankruptcy.
Then it’s better to let it be for itself.
What makes him feel like he’s got a clear logic, is a lie. How can you judge a man’s strength by meeting two or three times?
The car was driving on the endless streets of the river.
The remaining light of LEE HORN has a glimpse of a girl’s slightly smug lips and smiles like a stolen cat.
I don’t know what a bad idea it is.
But it doesn’t feel bad. He wants to.
LEE HON drove the car downstairs in the apartment in Whitewood. It’s raining and it’s obviously not for walking.
“You can’t leave like this. Go to my house and get an umbrella?
Lee Nod and went into the apartment building.
The next second, a familiar figure broke into the white eye.
It seemed as if the other party had no idea that the white twilight would bring people home, that it would be there for a moment, that it would hold on to its fists and that its face would start to get red, as if it had suddenly turned into an angry lion.
“Who is he?” The man’s tone is full of naked questions.
– I can’t believe it.
He’s apparently been waiting here for a while without an umbrella and his clothes wet, probably before it rained.
“What do you care? Why are you here? I’m sorry.
“Bitch, is that why you’re leaving me alone? “You said that to my father tonight, in front of so many elders, because you’ve already found your next home?” I’m sorry.
Lee Hawk’s eyebrow is wrinkled and it’s written in plain white.
But he hasn’t moved, he hasn’t spoken.
And he laughed, “You brought people home for the night, and I couldn’t sleep for your word.” I’m sorry.
“Huh? “What is it? I’m sorry.
She thought about it, and she said, “Oh, I never liked you.” I’m sorry.
“This is it.” It’s worth it. I’m sorry.
She seems to be moving fast, one after another.
“What if you stood me up for a minute for my birthday? I’m sorry.
“I came out of the teacher’s office with her front foot, and she called you to question me, or should I be ashamed to death the day you asked to see my parents? I’m sorry.
“Well, what do you say? I’m sorry.
In the elevator room, LEE noted that the white hands were in the form of fists, and the tails were pale, as if the pain and anger were being restrained.
One thought came out of nowhere.
More than that.
The instinct tells him that this girl has suffered more than that.
“And I don’t know if you took my materials for Zhou Xiaoming’s own admission. You’ve forgotten about my movie, you’re pretending to be in trouble, and you’ve actually been working on me for six months with Zhou Mei-mong for an interview! All this, you really don’t know? I’m sorry.
And the pupils of Zhang Qi were fastened.
She actually knows.
How did she know?
“That’s because…”
“Okay. Shut up. I don’t care. “The white man interrupted him.
Cold, tired.
The elevator has arrived on the first floor.
“Go upstairs.” I’m sorry.
It’s very clear. White Shiraito doesn’t want to talk to this guy anymore.
Her words seem to have been exhausted.
The White Shiraito left her hand in her arms and followed her to the elevator.
But that’s when the first punch from outside the elevator was thrown at the typhoon.
Lee Hao’s eyes were sharp as a sword. At that moment, he turned his side, and then he went straight towards his swinging arm, with his left hand cutting him back and his right hand punching him in the face.
Cheng must have cried out.
What are you doing?
And she pulled the lewd one, and he went down in pain.
I can’t wait to see.
At that moment he heard the sound of a devil in his heart.
“Hey, she’s heartbroken. I’m sorry.
“It’s just that. I’m sorry.
“Do you think she’ll thank you? That’s impossible. She’s scolding you in her heart. How could you do that to her man? I’m sorry.
“What a repulsion. It’s over. It’s all fake. That’s what women do, even if they’re no good to themselves, but they’re stupid enough to turn moths into fire. I’m sorry.
Here we go again. Lee Hawk wants to.
Such a little demon can’t get away from him, and he doesn’t know how long he’ll be in his head this time.
But the next second, he held his hand.
“What did you hit him for? Hands don’t hurt.”
She took a good look at it, and she was anxious.
“How come it’s all red? I’m sorry.
And the little devils in the heart of Lee twirling away.
He looked at her in silence, and watched her go to her side, without even trying to pull her up.
“I warn you. She bit her teeth and said, “I have nothing to say to you. I know this man for three days. I just asked him upstairs to get an umbrella. And I’m not explaining this to you that I’m interested in you, but I’m just trying to tell you that I’m not fucking like you! If you don’t want to get together, I’ll have you and Zhou Xiaoming all over the town. I’m sorry.
Looking at the face of the grotesque, he turned his face upside down and pressed the closing button of the elevator door. Record number: YXX1DM9ydXc0D1wX6liZaZm
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
