You might not believe it.
My boyfriend, on the street of a car, came back with me.
One.
It was an autumn high afternoon.
With my little electric donkey and my little electric donkey’s helmet, I kneeled in front of the little brother of the traffic cop and knocked on his head.
People should ride the same share of electric donkeys.
There was a tape on the accompanying helmet and the car basket with the little electric donkey was strangled.
On that day, the traffic police arrested a person who was lazy and wearing a helmet and was fined an education.
To express my commitment to change.
I decided to pay a fine in my helmet.
Turns out it’s got a lot of power, and the safety rope pulls the helmet down to the next mask, and it puts a blindfold on me.
Then I kneeled in front of the little brother of the traffic cop.
He’s got a high lift.
Ready to sweep 2D.
The little brother of the traffic cop looked at me and looked at the phone screen.
Four words to me.
“It’s not necessary. I’m sorry.
Two.
I kept on my knees begging for forgiveness and looked at the cell phone screen in the eyes of the little brother of the traffic policeman.
Scary find.
Because I just fell too fast, I didn’t succeed in moving my phone page to the block where I paid for it.
I: Today’s arrest of a traffic cop looks good, but I don’t know if he’s handsome under the mask.
Best friend: Please hold on to the point. It’s not about masks, it’s about handsomeness.
She also sent me a voice.
Girlfriend: Send me a message if you can, then go up and remove his mask!
I slipped my hand and ordered the play.
The phone was very sweet. I found no ears on the screen and cut it off.
On the street of the car.
It’s a man.
Man up.
Let’s go.
Go on.
My best friend’s stereo is rounded up in front of a two-dimensional payment from a traffic cop’s younger brother for three days.
My little brother retreated in silence.
I broke it.
3
I’m sad.
So far, the mother’s child is single, and it’s hard to catch up with a nice guy.
I haven’t finished yet.
There’s nothing between me and him.
Because I’m in a panic.
What you’re trying to say in your mouth is…
“I was wrong. Next time I must wear a helmet. I’m sorry.
And what I wanted to say to him:
“Big brother, let’s add one.
One in two.
And finally I said to him:
“Let’s add one.
Beautiful.
Little brother bowed his head and tore my ticket.
Smash the shoulder.
I doubt he’s smiling, and I have proof.
Because hand me the return receipt when he says.
“I’ve been in this movie lately. You see how it works. I’m sorry.
I:
4
I’m calling my best friend.
I lamented the love I had died before I started.
It’s not too big for a girlfriend to watch.
A great word of comfort to me.
Don’t worry, I’ll send you a dress. Next time you go to him, I’ll let him kneel to your feet. I’m sorry.
I’m very sad that I have such an impeccable girlfriend.
Turns out the other side of the phone, the girl was angry.
“You can’t trust my people, but you can’t trust my taste! I’m sorry.
Put that dress on right now. He can’t see you. He must be blind! I’m sorry.
And then I was given one.
“You’re a real man! Take him! I’m sorry.
I’ve taken care of the light-floating package.
Always feel like the best friend in the pit of me.
5
And my best friend dragged forth, by the heavenly oath, the fathers of eight of our sons, to be among the hymns.
She’s responsible for wearing a dress and if she can’t seduce him.
Twenty minutes later, I looked at the bed in front of me, with only a silk tattered skirt, which tortured my best friend very sincerely.
“What do you mean, I’m dressed like this to seduce him? I’m sorry.
My best friend’s words.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I’m very focused.
“Why don’t I just take off and lie down in his bed? I’m sorry.
My best friend’s tears.
Boy, you’ve finally learned!
I:
Six.
It turns out that an unbelievably good friend, who is helping to chase men, cannot be said to be unhelpful, is a stumbling block.
I now have the only information on the traffic cop, only the fine he handed me.
His name is being printed on top of the back.
Executive: Thank you.
And that sentence he said to me.
He’s been patrolling this area lately.
That’s a little big.
It has at least three meanings.
First, he was recently transferred to the section of my way home.
Secondly, he’s probably going to be around this area lately.
Thirdly, the regional scope of the film should not be too large.
Taken together, he’s supposed to be implying that I can dare to give him an accident on the road.
You’re the man I like!
He’s so smart.
7
My best friend was impressed by my ability to reason.
Then advise me sincerely.
It would be better to see the full face of the thanks line before deciding on my next plan.
If you’re wearing a national face, it’s not over.
I think she makes sense.
So, for the next week, I was riding a little electric donkey, and I was on the road to the company, and I was patrolling every five-kilometre stop.
I’ve seen every traffic cop at every corner for a long time.
However, I raped a lonely woman.
Not one. It’s him.
I’m so cold.
The people I’m in love with are far too subtle to make me doubt my charm.
8
And yet, even more so.
I was left with an extra shift Friday night.
Once again.
Not even a shared little electric donkey.
In front of the company, no sky, no land.
There are no public transport stations or subway gates.
I wrapped my little coat tight.
There is a strong rejection of the luxury temptation of driving.
Totzer’s blessed.
I’m particularly familiar with the terrain around the company.
Even on the side of the road at the second exit, the length of the sewer bar was just enough to get into my heels.
Don’t ask me how I know.
That’s my heel stuck in it.
Autumn’s furry rainy and cold in my face.
It’s in my heart.
Special occasion.
9
I crouched on the side of the road to pick up radish… no, no, shoes.
By the way, it’s against my best friend.
I said, “I think he is avoiding me. I’m sorry.
“Beware, my friend, that he has no knowledge of you. I’m sorry.
I said, “No way! The man I see can’t be a retard. I’m sorry.
“What does he have to do with knowing you and being a retard?” I’m sorry.
And We said: I am the only one on his knees who spends tens of millions of dollars a day. What is not a retard? I’m sorry.
There was a strange silence at the end of the phone.
Half-twilight, girlfriend’s voice, murmurs.
“He’s not retarded. I don’t know, but I think you must be. I’m sorry.
I don’t have a girlfriend like that!
Really!
Faced with men, she didn’t hesitate to choose to abandon me.
I showed her a full set of tweezers.
In the middle of the night, there’s only so much to lose.
Then I heard another sound, and it was very easy, with an uncalled for, and it sounded right behind me.
“Remember, I’m sorry I changed class with a colleague recently, but I’m not around. I’m sorry.
I’m loose.
One ass sits on a pair of shoes.
Yes, a pair of shoes.
A pair of flat, black, leather shoes.
If the owner of those shoes doesn’t have that face, I think I’d be a little bit simpler.
You might not believe it.
First time I saw my boyfriend’s reservist, I was on my knees and brushed him a hundred bucks.
The second time I saw my boyfriend’s reservist, I sat directly on his jio.
In that moment, there was only one thought in my head that was very inappropriate and completely irrelevant.
If he wears leather shoes on duty, he doesn’t have air to cover his feet.
Now I’m sitting on his jio, won’t be infected.
What am I supposed to call it if I get hurt and my feet grow on my ass?
10
I was sitting on a motorcycle, holding a round and round helmet and watching my boyfriend pull my shoes.
God knows how hard I stepped on this foot.
Thank you for pulling out all the time, and the shoes are still lined.
The last man put a sweat on it and talked to me seriously. He took me back.
No way!
For a dress.
I’ve lost $280 for these shoes!
Shame on you!
Reward!
But I can’t tell the truth about this.
So I made up for him a set of shoes for my 80-year-old grandmother, and gave me a nice little retirement pay for my only granddaughter’s birthday.
It’s an example of how close these shoes are.
It is also an example of the excellent tradition of family harmony and friendship of my father, son and brother.
More intuitively, my grandmother will live to be 80 years old, and I will live long.
Marrying me, I’m confident I’ll be able to live with you forever.
Logical clarity, layering.
I’m so smart!
Take a look at me and look at my shoes.
Finally.
Stay down and continue to serve the people.
I use my advantage.
Sitting on a motorcycle, using the power of language, wearing a high hat, as you wish.
From the family of the police to the point that he’s still in the police, it’s a good example of a public servant’s moral model. Without him, the ten leading figures in China this year will forever lose a high-quality audience like me.
If it wasn’t for that shoe, it would’ve gone to my face.
I think I can exaggerate with him.
Eleven.
Yeah, you’re right.
Just as I was so generous in singing praises to the thank you.
The one that was supposed to be stuck to death was pulled out.
It’s just a little more power.
My next rainbow fart hasn’t come out yet.
A black shadow came straight at my face at a rate that I didn’t see clearly.
And then it’s on my mouth.
And then I heard a clear sound, and it went right into my ear.
If I’m not mistaken.
That’s the sound of my heels falling into the sewer.
He looked at the shoes, fell from my face, fell on my chest, fell on my leg, and he looked at me.
I held high heels with no heels, I put up with the sourness of my nose and tried to show him a sweet smile.
“I can’t walk with a limp, or you’ll break the other one for me. I’m sorry.
Take a look at me and look at my shoes.
Finally to me.
“You still want to be open. I’m sorry.
Listen, listen!
Or he’s my boyfriend’s reservist!
Once he met again, he realized the greatest virtue I had!
The word “flammation” was made for him!
12
I send good news to my girlfriend.
By the way, I’m going to have a couple of babies after I get married to Xie-cai, to live in his house or my house, etc.
After all, it’s a sin to pull your shoes…
This time he didn’t just send me back.
We’re doing it together.
I’ve been cruising on the couch with my cell phone.
Then I remembered to clean myself up.
After all, it’s raining and barefoot.
It’s still not so comfortable to have a wet dress on your legs.
But he just entered the bathroom.
My smile.
It’s on the face.
Before looking in the mirror.
I think I’m supposed to be a little white flower, wet hair, wet hair, snuggle around my neck, swung to the twig, and extended deep into it, with the curvature of the dress on my body, so tender and tender.
But the truth is.
I spent my face on makeup because of the rain.
Plus the power of the show, my high heels put half a gray shoe print on my face, and I wiped it out.
It is indeed the hair that binds it to its neck, but the effect is not that the white snake of the king’s ancestor is wet to draw the fair, but rather that he drowned in the pond in the middle of the night in red.
The only thing that would comfort me is that the dress did sew my waistline.
But with the waist line, there’s my bra lace shape.
I looked in the mirror at my image.
Think about it again.
Wow.
13
Love is such a grinding leprechaun.
I’ll give you a head stick whenever you think there’s hope.
I can’t even think about what kind of a spirit of service to the people is that passed me.
After all, when I was imaged, with a dark green light in the bushes of the neighborhood, she might have missed a TV screen.
My best friend has no idea what’s going on, has much appreciated my efficiency and has given him a gift.
That’s what she said:
“Who’s missing that meal and two meals the next day? You give him one that he can always use, and he thinks of you when he sees something? In case he doesn’t want to, you buy something of a lesser quality and save money, and you’ll give him after-sales services under the pretext of bail. I’m sorry.
“The service business, you know, you’re on the door. If you don’t push him, don’t say I taught you. I’m sorry.
She makes sense.
There was nothing between us.
We can only open it quietly and search for keywords.
Handing out boyfriends, practical, poor quality, easy maintenance, gifts.
I’ve got one key of smart matching, one-size-fits-all ciphered geriatric bowls.
I’ll buy you a cup of tea!
You deserve it.
14
Thomas’ daddy’s blessing.
I had a whole night’s dream.
In my dream, I had a warm cup with a name on it, and I made him a cup of tea full of chrysanthemum and sent him to my brother’s house overnight.
Thanks for the tea. I’m really impressed.
And I’d like to remember my best friend’s teachings, take the diamond ring, go to the subject.
Poor emotional life limits my imagination.
When I was so passionate that I took off my mask and pulled out my shirt, I was about to shout I wanted to…
My alarm’s ringing.
Boo!
The boss is wrong!
I didn’t have time to see his sturdy pecs, his flat abs, and his morbid line!
15
There’s a lesson for the first night.
I locked myself in the bottom of the box with a little dress with high heels.
The community animals on electric donkeys are not worthy of love in heels.
Not to mention the traffic police.
You can’t drive in heels.
That’s why he doesn’t like BMW girls.
And I, perfectly, avoided all the antithesis.
No heels, no BMW.
Thinking about it, I’m a good boy with him.
In a dream.
I’ve been working on a couple-to-peer bowl.
One with his name on the head, one with my name on the head.
To show good faith.
I also went through his circle of friends, took his head from a photo of the horns and sent it to the seller.
It is also important to have a nice layout and to highlight the outstanding quality of the headmaster, Dror.
I was touched by my heart and promised to do my job properly and to ensure that I was satisfied with the delivery.
16
Custom deliveries are fast.
And it’s faster than I’m picking up, and it’s thanks to you.
He’s waiting for me directly downstairs.
Company
At the same time, I was walking around with my pair of pants and white shoes, tearing down my delivery box while preparing to brush the card.
And then I saw, in plain clothes, a delivery box, too, coming towards me.
“No overtime today?”
I don’t know where to start.
“No overtime. What a coincidence. You passed by? I’m sorry.
He smiled at me and almost blinded me.
“Not by chance, I came to you. I’m sorry.
I said!
On purpose!
Come on!
For me!
Yeah!
Dreams don’t fool me!
The thought will come true!
I swear, in that moment, I thought of our children’s names.
17
It turns out.
You can’t believe too much about the level of straight-on-steel men.
Despite the repeated statements from the thanks bank, he came to deliver something to me and left.
I’m still doing my best to use this all-powerful excuse to push him into my house.
I took out the cup.
I’m ready to receive a diamond ring proposal from my boyfriend.
Then I see.
Thanks for holding the box in your arms.
Show the high heels inside.
Yeah, it’s high heels.
There are no diamond rings in the box, only half a size shoe pad.
Thank you for looking at me.
“I accidentally broke your grandmother’s gift to you, and I found the same one for several days…”
I:
Thank you!
Remember I gave you an ad hoc story.
I’m holding a hot cup box and looking at the blast shoes of 99 bags of mail.
I feel like my face is getting swollen.
Because he gave me a knife.
“Your grandma’s pretty hot. She knows how to shop. I’m sorry.
18
I was holding my hand in a warm cup box, and I was so frozen.
Maintained a position of ready to receive diamond rings.
Then I watched the cup slip out of the box.
First on the hard table.
And grunting to the thank you.
The one with the hymns on the face up.
It’s either cheap or cheap.
Thank you to the five officers who were so luminous, who felt like they were dying.
I reached out with my subconscious and went to the cup.
Thanks to you, you’ve reached out.
I’m almost halfway there.
Put your hand on the cup.
Thank you for putting your hand on my hand.
Mine!
Hands!
This cup buys blood!
19
I’m not sure I’m going to be able to make it so fast.
It stopped at once.
His hands didn’t shrink back.
I looked at him, and I kept my hand in the position, and my ears rubped red.
So cute!
How?
The best friend’s law is in his ear.
Pump it up, push it down, bite it, put a mark on it, he’s your man!
I’m not a girlfriend.
You don’t have the guts to get up here so fast.
So I decisively chose the curve to save the country.
In the waterfall, Simon Qing hit Pang Golden Lotus with chopsticks to touch his feet.
I will not seek any distance.
So, I turned my wrist a little bit, and I hit him with my little finger.
And then I saw that the thanksgiving was just like a cat with a tail on fire.
If he had to be described in eight words.
I think it’s:
He’s got a red ear and he can’t help himself.
20
According to my summary of yellow waste from online novels.
Since she didn’t have the first time to speak out and drink my anger at the police, she took me out of the house in order to be innocent.
Then I acquiesced in all my sedition to him.
I can put him right down and cook rice.
But I do.
Sniffing my fingers is already the most brilliant thing I can imagine in my guts.
I was surprised when he got up.
And I have serious doubts about the reasons why the Cheonan didn’t run.
I locked the door.
The situation in the living room was so embarrassing.
‘Cause I got up after the little brother.
Thinking of being the cause of the embarrassment, always saying something to be innocent.
There are two options in the draft.
The first one is, “Thank you for bringing me back my shoes so far. I’m sorry.
The second sentence is, “It’s a little late, so why don’t you sleep here tonight? I’m sorry.
I understand rationally that the first sentence should be chosen.
Yet feelings keep encouraging me to say the second sentence.
So, after I had an uncontrolled stream of consciousness.
I look at the wall and say:
“We’re all here. Why don’t we go to sleep? I’m sorry.
I swear, at that moment, in my little brother’s eyes, I saw not only surprise, but horror.
And there’s only one thought left in my head.
I don’t know if it’s too late to change my girlfriend’s last lace dress.
21
Although I keep explaining that it’s really just a mouth.
However, the Bank has steadfastly rejected my invitation to sit again.
Even my offer to send him downstairs was declined.
The reason is that it is too late for girls to wander around.
Or the man I like.
That’s sweet.
I almost threw him into the elevator with an old lady’s hand.
Then give good news to your best friend.
My boyfriend and I not only went to exchange gifts, but also made a friendly visit!
And my best friend, after I had strangled his head, followed by an incomprehensible description.
Very calm. Give me a summary.
“So, what do you mean, I asked you to give him a gift, and you sent him to the bowl? I’m sorry.
I looked at the shoe box on the tea table and laughed so well.
My best friend’s knife, precisely stuck to my heart in the next second.
“So you’re implying him what?” I’m sorry.
I: ?
I said!
I didn’t expect this!
22
I’m asking my best friend, and I’m leaving right now, and I’m not going far enough to get back to you.
My best friend is desperate for me.
Throw me a roll.
Just wanted to hang up.
I close the door and press the elevator.
By the way, give your best friend the determination.
“Don’t worry, next time I see him, he’s mine or I’m mine. One of us has to move! I’m sorry.
And then I saw the elevator that was already on the way, the sound of a ding, and it stopped in front of me.
The door slowly opens.
Thanks to your face, you’ll be in my presence again.
And the last thing I said to my best friend, just came out of my mouth and couldn’t swallow it back.
So when you saw me again, I said to him:
“I’ve always had one with him to be moved. I’m sorry.
To move…
Thank you for looking at me.
Good.
The first time I saw my boyfriend, my girlfriend encouraged me to take his mask.
For the fourth time, I saw my boyfriend, and I personally put down my big words to get him down.
It’s the speed of progress!
23
My best friend knows nothing about my predicament at this time and is also on the phone attacking my male intelligence.
Says she’s waiting 300 years for me. Don’t wait for my good news.
I pressed the hang-up button in silence and tried to make a nuclear smile.
“Did you drop something? I’m sorry.
I don’t know why. I always felt like I was trying to run.
However, behind him was the elevator wall.
The only exit I blocked again.
So he had no choice.
It only points to the direction of my door.
“No, I just forgot to tell you, the shoes are too big, you can tell me if they’re inappropriate. I’m sorry.
I:
That’s it?
I’m almost ready to take off my pants, so you tell me I can change my shoes?
You.
Or you don’t want to text Chinese wool?
24
I looked at the delivery box with the warmth cup.
I’ve been thinking about this opportunity, what reason should I use to bring back the gills I’m wearing?
Says it’s too cheap to keep it.
Saying I wasn’t going to give you and I felt too cruel.
So finally, my finger, with his finger, fell on the elevator button.
I pressed the bottom button outside the elevator.
He pushed the closing button in the elevator.
It’s hard for me to get along with Xie and talk.
He said:
“You remember to try early and there’s no reason to return the goods in seven days. I’m sorry.
I said:
“Don’t waste your time. Why don’t you look at me? I’m sorry.
Have a say one.
Actually, my last words are quite normal — if not in the context of my previous indecency.
25
He again refused my warm invitation to let him sit again.
I’ll see you tomorrow and I’ll never go back down.
I sat on the sofa with my cell phone, and I wondered, with all my energy, what kind of message I should send him as an opening statement for my first official conversation with him.
Tell him his shoes fit, and it feels like he’s going to die.
Tell him his shoes don’t fit his feet and it seems like he won’t buy anything.
Tell him I like shoes. They don’t seem honest enough.
Tell him I don’t like shoes and I hit myself in the face.
After all, he’s following the same blast shoes I bought.
The most important thing is that people buy cheaper than me.
I looked at my empty dialogue with him.
The words were lost and deleted and lost.
The news came out first.
You scared the shit out of me.
Because someone sent me a 100-degree screen.
From the beginning to the end.
Thank you: I’ll be on duty in the morning.
I said!
So, are men so direct and obnoxious these days?
That’s the point.
You’re the one who’s hiding!
26
I spent most of the night emptying out my fridge.
Prepare to meet him the next day by surprise.
Think about it, the handsome traffic police, standing in the middle of the river, running the whole city’s main road.
At this point, the lightweight little electric car quickly passed by him.
The lovely girl on the electric car delivered to the traffic policeman a bag of food with a heart-friendly breakfast at a moment when the two men passed by.
In the light of the shadows, the eyes of the two people in the dry and cold air in the autumn were sparkling with lightning and bursting with the magic of love…
The plan is perfect — if my cooking level supports my ambition.
I worked so hard on some red book or a kitchen or something, and then I managed to bake two bowls of cupcakes, beat the butter all over the wall, and made sushi rhyme.
Finally, with the last remaining apple in the kitchen, he fell asleep.
Before sleeping, efforts were made to comfort themselves.
Sending an entire apple is perfect love.
Like I loved him at first sight.
Thank you for your wisdom, and he’ll succeed in getting my heart to him.
27
All night long, I was immersed in a dream of thanks for picking up my apples and laughing at my demons and saying, “This is your son’s house.”
So I finally woke up from my dream.
The time for discovery is 9:30.
It’s been 800 years since the early peak.
The supervisor’s got a full-time call on the shift.
To me, a fact is clearly proclaimed.
I didn’t just miss my love.
And missed my career.
I wiped a little electric donkey in my head, put my helmet on, followed the line of duty sent to me by the thanks and slowly swallowed it.
The results of half-day leave and full-time deductions are the same.
But what if he works late today?
Deducted money is not coming back.
I’m still alive when people lose me?
I’ll have to give him the apple.
It’s not a simple apple.
That’s the fruit of my love with Xie-chan!
28
I guess the sky heard my sincere call.
I caught a ticket on the side of the road with my colleagues.
Or the man who works hard is the most handsome.
The license plate he took looks familiar.
I jumped a little electric donkey around him.
Thank you for being so busy.
“Did you wear a helmet today?”
I don’t know what I’m thinking when I’m laughing, and I’m unconscious and I’m just picking apples out of my bag.
I’m just trying to laugh at him.
“What a coincidence. I brought you early…”
However, I touched a blank.
That moment.
In my head, like a horselight, I went over all the details of my going out.
Then I found it sad.
When I left, I thought the apple was in the bag and I couldn’t change my shoes, and I put it in the lock.
I opened the door and pressed the elevator in such a smooth manner.
When the elevator closed, I also focused on whether or not I locked the door.
Only, forget, that apple is still on the door.
In my memory, it is as if it were shown to me in silence, my love that follows the wind, and my brain that does not carry it out…
Thank you for looking at me all over you.
Testically asking me.
“You dropped something? I’m sorry.
I was thinking about how to explain my stupidity to him.
As soon as he asked me, I grabbed his sleeve and cried back to him.
“I left our love at home. I’m sorry.
Thank you:
A colleague who eats melons on the side:
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Love crystals may be a little big.
I’m pulling my sleeve. The whole thing is stiff.
My colleague stopped for half a day and asked him.
“Shall I help you take your sister-in-law back to pick up the baby?” I’m sorry.
When he called his sister-in-law, he looked at me.
Or a colleague of a man I like.
Look at people’s understanding.
Read and understand the full score.
Thank you for the green face. Ask me what’s missing.
Our colleagues went to the other side with great interest to issue a ticket.
Take a picture of the license plate while you stare at me.
I was held up for half a day, and I had no face to tell Xie-hye, so I spent most of the night in the kitchen to bring him breakfast, and ended up not only leaving the only apple left, but also being held back for the entire month.
So I chose to take the initiative.
Just ask my questions fast enough.
He wouldn’t remember what he wanted to ask me.
So I said.
“If you’ve touched it, can I buy you breakfast? I’m sorry.
Thanks for looking at me and taking a deep breath.
“It’s 10:30 in the morning. Don’t tell me you haven’t had breakfast. I’m sorry.
I:
I don’t think I can sell it.
30
At that time, the awkwardness between me and the Cheyenne was not to lose the night I forced him to sleep on the couch.
Thanks for staring at me.
I’m getting worse and worse.
I’ve been trying to figure out what to do.
As a result, thanks to my hand, I finally opened my mouth.
I’ve had a long breath and I’ve lost two words.
Wait.
Then I looked at him, and I turned around from the box of his motorcycle, carrying out a bag of cages and putting them in the basket of my electric car.
“I bought another one for breakfast. It’s yours. I’m sorry.
It’s mine!
I forgot to bring apples to my boyfriend, and he gave me a breakfast?
What the hell is going on here?
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I’m in my best friend’s lazy chair.
I’ve been laughing for half an hour with my little cage.
My best friend has no face at all.
When I’m done laughing, put a ticket on my face.
“So that’s why you didn’t call me to move the car when you watched him drive my ticket? I’m sorry.
I cry out out loud on the Day of Judgment.
“I swear to God, I didn’t recognize the car as yours, and even then I couldn’t call you, and he was out of tickets. I’m sorry.
Honey’s head hurts.
I’ve been asking my best friend for advice.
“Do you think he brought me breakfast? I’m sorry.
“When he got here yesterday, he sent me his line of duty. I’m sorry.
“Don’t I understand that he’s interested in me? I’m sorry.
My best friend looks at me.
The face can be summed up in one sentence.
Just be happy. You’re right.
Then miss me.
“If you think he’s interested in you, why don’t you go up there and show him? I’m sorry.
“What are you gonna do with me? I’m sorry.
“He gave you breakfast, so you wouldn’t come up and say it’s a gift? I’m sorry.
I said!
That makes sense!
Yes!
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Given the iron friendship between me and my best friend.
She didn’t put the ticket on my face.
It’s the keys to my face.
Let me work hard with Xie Kung.
I thank my best friend for everything.
Then the lift starts to grieve.
How do I get this off with Cheyenne?
After all, I don’t have a driver’s license.
It’s a question of how to get the car back.
My best friend hates iron and steel.
Grab the phone for an operation.
And then the phone call came.
Let me get you.
I gave my best friend my knee.
The other one returned to my noble, cold look and then kicked out the door with one foot.
In the words of my best friend.
She’s been helping me get this far.
Tonight I will not keep what I promised yesterday.
She broke up with me.
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The car is a relatively small space.
In other words, if he were to be pushed in the car, the probability of physical contact would be much greater than outside the car.
The picture my best friend gave me is that I’m in a small space with Shekwan, alone and widowed, and that the sound of music creates an atmosphere of obscurity and, if there is no contact and collision…
I can’t get him.
As to how exposure and collisions can be absent.
My best friend gave me an urgent training in the normal system of seatbelts, as well as rear-view mirrors.
The ultimate kill was the co-driver who came to help regulate the seat back.
And I remember.
From handing over the car keys to the thanker’s office, he looked up and waited for me to ask how the various buttons worked.
People are tougher than me.
As soon as he touched the key, he untriedly unlocked the rear-view mirror buttons and set the seat height, without forgetting to remind me to fasten my seat belt.
The co-pilot is punished for not wearing his seat belt!
I’ve been waiting for something to happen on the way, and I’m gonna let him step on it.
That way I’ll be in his arms under the logical pretext of not sitting still.
You can hold your neck or something.
But don’t be surprised.
I didn’t even catch the hot lights.
I haven’t been waiting for a new move.
Thank you, thank you.
Then talk to me.
“Here we are. I’m sorry.
For the first time, I’ve been deeply disapprove of the city’s roads.
This is a time for a high-speed traffic jam.
Maybe now I have even his baby!
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I got off like a loser.
I don’t want to go to bed with Xie.
In the middle, it could be thousands of miles of water.
I’m probably too depressed.
She asked me when she got off.
“Will you please, or will I drive you to the garage and park?” I’m sorry.
I’ll watch and take a deep breath.
The soul torture in the head is deafening.
“Why don’t you go up there and say it’s a gift? I’m sorry.
If at this point I’m going to say thank you, and I’m going to put my foot in his face and kiss him, and then I’m going to close the door and I’m going to leave him with a laughter.
Plum.
That’s the effect.
I’m an operational.
Since it’s decided.
That would be a fall.
I have to give him a kiss.
However, I’m probably the one who’s staring at the thank you.
The guy was standing at the door, bowing his head a little bit back.
And then, just as I got the courage to say thank you so much for taking me home today and getting on top of my 100-year plan.
Thanks to you, I’ve been down in front of you.
Him!
Get down!
Get down!
But…
I can’t stop!
At that time, because of the force of force, I was all on my way and I was on my way.
Just point his face at my mouth.
I got lonely.
Not just a lonely one.
And I kicked him in the thigh.
And then I’m going to jump in a standard high school position, and I’m going to lose on the back, and I’m going to fail on the other side.
The chin went straight to the concrete.
Blood flowed.
I feel like I’m bleeding out with my blood.
And my wishful passing by the wind, love.
You might not believe it.
On a late autumn night, I was on a brightly lit road.
Play goat dancing with my ex-boyfriend.
And fucking failed.
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Thank you, thank you.
Of course, I’m not much better.
I had a foot hanging on his arm when he got up.
He covered his forehead and I held my chin.
There is no way for me to save a man whose head is swollen.
So we’re in a hospital emergency together.
The doctor gave me a fresh start, while watching thanks.
The eyes are very confused.
And I suppose he did not know what evil a man and a woman had to do in the middle of the night, so that he could be hit in the head and in the chin.
I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
Besides, I always thought the doctor would like to say something.
But several times.
It’s all suffocating back.
Finally, the doctor put a gauze on my chin and wrapped the wound.
Take off the gloves and take off the shoulder.
Words are long.
“Young man, you must be careful to fight, you can’t beat your wife. I’m sorry.
I:
Thank you:
I never thought I’d be in a hospital with Xie Hsing, skipping the relationship and cutting off the couple.
I’m trying to explain to my uncle that I’m innocent in my relationship with Sheng.
But it didn’t work.
He even pointed chicken soup at me.
I’m told:
“If a couple fights, it’s a matter of learning. Don’t think about it. I’m sorry.
I think he’s right.
This doctor uncle I’m powdered.
We’ll get married. He’ll have to have a place at the table!
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Leave me out of the hospital.
I thought I’d apologize to him.
It’s because of me.
Old ladies.
You have to admit it.
I’m working on it.
I decided to apologize for kicking him to the hospital.
I’m sorry I didn’t leave our relationship with the doctor first.
And finally, logically responsible for my recklessness tonight.
Ask him to eat as compensation.
Set a solid foundation for my next meeting with him.
And then I hit a nose on the back of the thank you.
Shake your head, put your hands on my shoulder and look at me.
No softer moonlight could dilute the seriousness of his face.
I can even feel, through the thick coats of wind and knitting in the autumn, the power and shaking that lies beneath his dry palms.
Thank you for saying:
“I’ve been trying to tell you this since…
I swear, at that moment, I was in a state of extraordinary tension and subtle relief.
Coming!
The legendary straight man is nervous to confess!
Finally!
In the light of the yellow waste in my head and the proud little yellow readings.
It’s only the words I’ve been waiting for.
And I’ve done everything I can, and I’m ready to do it right away.
This is an opportunity I cannot afford to turn back.
I conveyed a message to him in silence, with a very serious look of gratitude.
Say whatever you want, I can.
The road was silent.
No passersby, no traffic.
Only the moon shines on me and on him.
Everything’s ready.
Thank you for your hesitation again.
We’re finally talking again.
“Tell me the truth. Do you have a license or not? I’m sorry.
And this is the moment when the answer that I had long awaited came out of his mouth at a moment.
I said, “Of course!”
Thank you:
I:
Brother, I’m almost ready for the wedding picture.
And you’re asking me if I have a license?
You’re making fun of me!
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It’s probably an occupational disease.
No matter how I explain my driver’s license, it’s real.
He had to give me a part of it in front of him before I could go home.
Then I was pushed by him on the driver’s seat.
I was sitting in a chair.
He slit his leg and kneeled at my side.
One hand to my head, the other to my chest, around me with a seatbelt.
On my side, I can see him on the side of my face near me, and the light-coloured bushes.
And down, he had a tiny larynx and a corset hidden under the collar.
And then…
And then he put on my seatbelt.
I didn’t forget to shoot my shoulder after the button.
“Come on, open up. I’ll see you drive. I’m sorry.
I:
Got a license.
She’s sitting on my closest co-driver, copying my hand, and I’m holding the key, touching the left in the car and twisting right.
And then, after I had a hard time burning fire, I came over.
Yes, it is.
It’s really pouncer.
He almost fell on me before I could get my foot out of the brakes.
I could even feel the heat coming out of his face, through a layer of clothes, straight to the skin, and then the soothing feeling came from the waist, scratching, and pulling it to the head.
And then, for some reason, I slipped a little bit.
Probably because of inertia.
His head didn’t slip with me.
So there was that moment.
His face was just on my waist.
I have to admit, when his face actually came up, my brains might have been blown out.
The brain is blank, like the snowflakes that flash after the oldest TV screen is broken, and there’s nothing to see, to hear, but it’s felt in his clothes, from his skin, from the thinness and temperature that I imagine.
So I didn’t react at all.
He just gave me a simple seating — the way I imagined it.
‘Cause he’d just repositioned his seat and got up from me, but he didn’t seem to be sitting up.
And he kept his whole body leaning in my direction, in a close, but not very close, and whispered gently in my ear.
“Do I have to adjust the distance before driving? I’m sorry.
I:
Mom is bad!
I suspect he’s flirting with me, but I have no proof!
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Following my previous brain-made set.
As long as I pretend I’m not proficient on the road, I’ll just take a break.
Thank you.
The next step should be a logical first-hand love statement.
Think about it, the handsome boys in the sunshine are timidly on the legs of the girls.
The burning eyes and the neon that came in with the light of the road were twinkled.
I felt like I could stand up again.
Yet the whole way.
He didn’t give me the chance.
Because he’s sitting on a co-drive, giving me a whole trip to Cope, traffic safety regulations, and drive smooth.
They include how to predetermine the road, how to turn in advance, and how to flatten the brakes and stop, so there’s no sense of confusion.
Good.
At the end of the day, the handman led me to a beautiful side stop.
Fong cut the car right in the middle of the parking lot.
And then it was very nice to say to me.
“Tomorrow we can go. I’m too late to go to your house. I’m sorry.
I guess he was a shadow when my goat jumped out.
People don’t come to me when they talk.
It’s just getting out of the car, riding on the roof and yelling from the car.
Before leaving, remind me to leave early tomorrow and say that I’m gonna get stuck on the road by the early peaks about the time I ride a donkey.
I think he’s getting back at me.
Really.
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I’m thinking of creating a new opportunity to prolong my day-to-day relationship with Cheyenne.
After all, a glimpse on the side of the road is not enough to express my desire for his beauty.
So I shed a tear and sent a message to Xie.
The focus is on how I drive, how I drive.
The purpose was to ask him to come and drive with me again the next day.
However, half a day was entered across the street.
Give me a line back.
Thank you: I can’t. The electric donkey’s fine.
I:
I can’t talk anymore!
I think he’s an occupational disease, so I can’t drive, so I can’t get up, and I’m exaggerating the levels of early peak congestion.
The purpose was to get me back.
To achieve his goal of getting my attention.
Huh, man.
40
I cut a screen for my girlfriend.
The point is to ask her what she wants to do with men, even if I have to.
However, the opposite side is silent.
It’s hard to ask me.
Late in the night, people work with people to train, or late in the night.
I hit my head, and I realized.
When I came in the morning with a hammer, I was sent downstairs.
Home at night is the best.
I’ve made a very sincere thanksgiving to my best friend.
And then I’ll send a message to Cheyenne and tell him I’ll take care of it. He’s busy with him in the morning.
Thanks more than that.
Asked me where the company was, said I’d be taken off work.
Look, folks, look!
The understanding of people’s intentions has a strange effect on even if they want to get caught!
It was only on my side that my understanding of his busy work was euphemismal that he offered to compensate me and send me home.
What do you do when you get home?
The meal, the train, the floor, should not be written later.
I can’t leave him alone.
I’m happy to have a full makeup, ride my little electric donkey, work.
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She’s a punctual man.
Tell me when I get off work, he’s downstairs.
I ran out of the building.
She’s right across the street.
The last twilight of the sunset.
The whole person looks like he’s in good spirits.
I stepped on my little heels and ran across the street.
Then I saw the eyebrows of the welcome, wrinkled.
Then I went with him and at the same time asked each other the same question.
We asked him, “Where is your car?” I’m sorry.
He asked me, “Where is your car?” I’m sorry.
I:
Thank you:
I have to admit it.
I’ve met Shelby every time.
I’ve been able to update my knowledge of the death of the club.
Because at that moment, the thank you spoke.
I suddenly understood what he said to me yesterday to take me home.
I thought Cheyenne said he was coming to pick me up, and he was driving his car, letting me sit on the sidecar, and then we went home together.
He thought I understood that he was coming to pick me up, that he was coming to drive me after work, and then he sent me home.
After all, I mentioned it first and asked him to come back and practice with me.
In a sense, the thanks bank agreed to my request.
It’s just not the right time.
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Between me and Cheyenne.
There’s a sunset last time.
There are new street lights with a little warm yellows.
The shadows that have grown with the light of the road have staggered with my shadows.
There’s only one key left between us.
Question: What is the probability that the late peak will reach the car?
I’m looking at the caller software, and you have 78 people in line.
Thank you very much.
I’ll pay for another electric donkey.
Thanks for looking at me.
Then talk to me.
“Let’s go. I’m sorry.
I’m just going to stop and run.
Then I was fired, wearing a collar and sneaking back.
It’s true.
I’m just getting started.
Just feel the neck tight.
All of a sudden, the whole person loses balance and steps backwards while he falls back.
And then, in the back of my head, I hit a particularly flat and flexible chest.
My little heels stepped on a soft cotton and a little bumpy.
If I’m right.
It’s supposed to be the foot of the thank you.
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Thanks to my force and gravity, he stepped on it.
Don’t ask me why I hear so clearly.
That’s what I heard.
After all, I was surrounded by thanks.
His head is on top of my head.
The air flow from his nose hit me in the hair.
He’s got an arm around my shoulder.
The picture should have been beautiful and romantic — if my little heel on my feet had not stung on his feet.
Yes.
It’s just a little tail.
And the one I paid for, the one I was stuck in the sewer.
I didn’t know from time to time whether I should go ahead with this ambiguous image, which increases the distance between the two sides, or should move my feet and ask him whether he would go to the hospital again.
She’s responding faster than I am.
He’s keeping me in position.
First move his foot.
And then twisted a face and asked me.
“Where are you going? I’m sorry.
I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
“The electric donkey…”
It took half a day to take a deep breath and say to me as calmly as possible.
“I said go to the traffic squad. I’m sorry.
I’m in a state of shock and I’m holding her arm.
“You’re wrong. I’m wearing a helmet on my bike today! You can’t punish me!”
Thank you, Mr. President.
Of course, there’s the possibility that I stepped too hard to talk.
It’s more likely to be touched by my poverty to be irrational.
All in all, after I’m so angry at you.
He pulled my hand off his arm with one hand, and then he squeezed my wrist and took my head off.
Hold on! Hands!
I followed him.
His eyes were staring at his hand in my wrist.
There’s only one thought in your head.
Mima, your daughter’s out!
You can find a man by yourself!
44
It’s not until today that I know that the traffic squad at Xie Shan is not far from my company.
And he, who dragged me to the parking lot, didn’t let go.
Not only did he not let go, but the other hand pulled out the car keys from the pocket and pulled the side door open for me.
“Get in the car. I’ll take you home. I’m sorry.
I was just saying.
The eyes were on the hand where he pulled my wrist.
Death won’t move.
Thank you for looking down.
And then it’s like a rat who’s been stomped by a cat.
The tweezers are loose.
Not only are your hands loose.
People also took a small step to the side.
It’s true.
It’s just like a very dynamic bouncing ball.
Straight to the side is a jump.
I’m sorry for jumping.
“Sorry, I didn’t notice. I’m sorry.
I’m like an old obscurant who’s been poached for 800 years by a girl with yellow flowers, and I’m squeezing my wrist with my tits and my mouth.
“It doesn’t matter, or I’ll pull you next time? I’m sorry.
I guess my face is too dirty.
Thanks till you drive the car into the garage, and the ears are red.
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It’s a central idea to take advantage of the heat.
Once again, I would like to extend my sincere invitation to you to guide me in my driving skills.
He then tried to pull him up the elevator, drag him into the house and give him a sense of xing (bu) (gui) under the banner of going up to get the key.
I’m not sure if this is the case, but I’m not sure if it’s true.
I’d rather sacrifice his own car to practice for me.
They won’t come upstairs with me.
So I ended up using the classic “Come and Come” line, going around the car and pulling him.
He didn’t suddenly get down this time.
When I came around, I accidentally kicked the blocker in the parking lot.
Plus I’m worried about the Cheyenne run, so it’s going pretty fast.
One accidentally went down and jumped.
I swear.
And indeed, it was those who sought to capture me.
He even took a little step back to offset my impulses, so that he could be more stable.
But I fell too far from the point of view.
Although he successfully caught me.
I’ve also succeeded in putting my face on his flat chest muscles.
But my nose, than my face, landed first.
I haven’t been able to enjoy being hugged and shy by my boyfriend.
It’s scary to find out.
My nosebleed, on his shirt, drew a trail of a meteor.
That’s all I know.
Go after someone else for money.
Thank you for your work.
I watched a long line of fresh blood that I had just scratched on the chest, and even had an implicit guess.
If I don’t take him down again.
The hospital emergency is probably our permanent home.
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I wanted to take his clothes off and wash them for the reason I had to thank you for taking me upstairs.
Then, under the pretext of returning his clothes, he was admitted to the room in a fair and bright manner and declared sovereignty.
However, the bank firmly rejected me.
I’m not going anywhere.
Let me remember to return the car and not leave again.
If he really wants to drive, he bends over to pick me up.
It comforts me that he doesn’t doubt my driving skills, he’s worried about my character.
After all, it is a few who, in the case of those who follow, will be able to bleed themselves out.
Of course, I didn’t pay much attention to what happened.
All my attention is on his first sentence.
He said:
“If you really want to drive, tomorrow when he drives me to work, let me drive. I’m sorry.
He’s coming! Pick me up!
I’ve been dead for so long!
I’m finally getting off my boyfriend!
Starting tomorrow, I’m the one who picked up the job!
I’m happy to see it, and then I don’t have a brain.
I don’t drive his car for nothing and bring him breakfast tomorrow.
I do.
I’m talking fast.
Thanks for the better.
I haven’t been able to turn my head yet.
I saw you laughing at me.
Say a word.
“Good. I’m sorry.
And then I was knocked out of my head by the beauty of the word.
After all, it was pretty close between me and Cheyenne.
Because he also took a piece of paper over my nose in case my blood went too much.
So I was almost head-to-head with him and sat on the couch.
When he smiles, his eyes bend, his eyebrows swoop through the smell of a demon.
It’s burning my head and my cheeks are burning.
And when I get back to what I promised.
Thank you for standing at the door and saying, “You have a deal.”
45
I’m so cold.
Really.
The last time I almost blew up the kitchen.
I’m not too daring to challenge the recipes that all the big vs recommended are able to make.
So I’ve chosen the simplest, electric pot of porridge.
And then the guy who went through the box and pulled out my tummy under the box.
I’m going to go downstairs tomorrow and I’m going to buy two more oil clippers.
Think of it as my own.
Anyway, I just told him I made breakfast.
I didn’t say I made all the breakfast I brought.
Good plan.
It’s me who overestimates my time up and underestimates the time of the Cheyenne.
Because just as I was sitting in front of the breakfast stand, I worked hard to cut the bar and try to make a better shape.
A voice suddenly rings behind my back.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I haven’t looked back.
“Back up breakfast. I’m sorry.
And then one hand just stretched out of my head and took a piece of oil out of my lunch box and chewed and sat in front of me.
The key is to eat while I smile.
“So that’s what you said, making me breakfast? I’m sorry.
I:
Let me die.
Really.
This is not going to end!
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I’m trying to explain to you.
The porridge is really my own.
I can’t do anything else.
This is why we have to do this.
And while you’re talking about it, you’re going to have to take out the cup and look at it.
To be innocent.
Thank you for covering my lunch box and carrying the bag.
“I see, you made the porridge, and you set the rest, so it’s all yours. I’m sorry.
She took it for granted that it belonged to me.
I can’t believe I didn’t know what to do.
The most critical is that.
This one stood up and reached out to me.
Reach out and ask for my opinion.
“So, can we go now? I’m sorry.
And then I got pulled up by him and put myself on the copilot.
Thank you for wringing the car keys and slamming my chin.
I don’t know why I looked out the window in his eyes.
“There’s more coming?”
I’ve just finished talking, and I’ve got the whole thank-you-man around me, with one hand around my head and the other hand across from above my chest, and I’m hugging my back.
There was a previous experience.
I think I know what he wants to do.
But the first time I was in the Lord’s seat, he was by my side, so that once, his face and my face were attached to one of those close in rows.
But this time it’s different.
This time he leaned over from the main driver and put on his seatbelt.
So, his side face, almost in front of my mouth.
In other words, I just have to go a little further.
The first little goal my best friend has set for me.
Straight up.
I’m confused.
All the feelings are in my head. Let me run.
But I do.
I can even see very clearly that the current that blows out of my nose, it hits him on a particularly neat horn, and then it blows a little hair out of a very small radians.
And I just can’t reach out.
Kiss, still no kiss.
It’s a problem.
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I have a battle in my mind.
Thank you for coming.
He didn’t hesitate at all.
When you’re done with your seatbelt, you’re going straight to your head.
So I opened my eyes and looked at his cheeks and swept them out of my lips.
Yeah, he, just put his face on my mouth.
Finish what I’ve been up against.
I’m so stupid.
Really.
I just know if I want to eat his tofu.
Not at all.
One day, the tofu will eat me!
Maybe it’s inertia.
Maybe he was shocked by his distance from me.
After I kissed him, he stayed there.
As you know, the high point on the face is the nose.
And thanks to the side of my mouth.
Then he stopped in front of me.
That is, at the time, between my nose and his nose.
There’s no distance at all.
No, no, no!
His nose is on the tip of my nose.
He’s all over me.
His hand is still on my head, and if he moves it, he can hold my back.
I think.
At this moment, this scene, I’m not going to give up.
I’m not human.
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My head moved slightly to the left.
At the same time, you’ve moved a little bit in the opposite direction.
The last obstacle between us is gone.
She even reached out and took off my glasses.
However, at a time when I’m going to be a little bit more aggressive.
Thanks for the window.
He’s got a good face.
Knocking on the window and yelling out.
No parking is allowed outside the district and move or else the badge will be handed over.
Thank you for being a dead end.
He then sat up and turned back to the driver ‘ s seat and waved at the security guard while he was hanging up.
I sat on the side-drive, held my shoulder bag, and watched the glasses folded over my legs.
I don’t know if I should cry or laugh.
I’m crying because I lost my chance.
I’m laughing at you for being a traffic cop and being threatened one day by the security guard’s uncle…
49
When he got off, he told me he’d be on night shift for a few days and probably couldn’t pick me up from work.
I’m from the good.
Tell Cheyenne that at the end of recent years, I have been late from work because I often ask for overtime.
He said he’d send me his watch and let me see for myself.
I’m proud to say no.
When he’s on duty, my boss gets overtime.
Right is right.
I don’t know what to do. I have to get it right.
I almost killed myself.
Just smile.
Then waved at me.
I thought he was gonna say something.
He bends his butt over his head to the window and is ready to listen.
And then this guy stretches his hand and snores my hair.
It took me half an hour to comb a hair and make a chicken nest.
And then I said to my ear.
“My colleague was right about one thing. You’re really cute. I’m sorry.
It’s just one foot away.
Run away.
Run!
I ran away!
I’m alone, standing by the side of the road, with a hair on my head and a wind.
Officer!
I said I’d kiss him and run!
When I tried to kiss him, he suddenly got down and made me jump on the road.
When he’s trying to touch me, he’ll be able to blow a fairy gas in my ear.
Why?
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I thought I’d have to hold my breath.
I’m not sure I’m going to be able to get my revenge.
I can’t be the one who got pulled.
I have to take the initiative.
Best friend’s tip.
New Year’s Eve is great.
The atmosphere is good, the time is high, and there’s still a whole night to talk, and do whatever you want.
I’m from the good.
I’m gonna ask him out on vacation.
Can’t say straight down.
At least I have to kiss and hug.
In order to realize my great dream, the whole holiday is empty.
I worked a week in a row, and I had five days of pigeons.
The day before New Year’s Day, I had my liver in my office until 11:00 p.m. and I barely finished all the statements.
And when I get dizzy, I look up in front of the computer screen.
I just found out that I was supposed to be on duty and I got a message from my entire shift.
Thank you: Are you off duty?
I filmed the computer desktop that was off and sent it to Xie.
I’m: I just saw it, ready to leave.
Thank you for not returning me.
At this point, he’s supposed to be on duty.
I’m dizzy out of the building.
All I can think about is where I should be on New Year’s Day.
Then I saw a white car parked across the empty road.
Look how familiar it looks.
Especially the man who stood by the car with the hood.
It’s like a dime from the thanks.
51
After confirming that I wasn’t hallucinating overwork.
Don’t say anything about the New Year’s Cat-ass Dog Plan.
There’s a hole in my head.
Three of them went with the five.
I’ll say whatever you want.
He said I don’t know the way. He’s driving.
I said good.
He says he knows a place where fireworks look good. Take me.
I said good.
She said the air conditioner in the car is too high, so I’ll just have to make it feel hot.
I also said yes.
I guess I’m just too stupid.
Thank you for driving while I look at it.
I’m so relieved that I’m going to dial the AC button.
It just happened to be his hand.
Just like the first time she went to my house, and I was with him at the same time.
However, this round is a step behind.
Not my hand on his hand.
It was his hand that happened to be on my back.
I shrunk to the side.
Thank you for putting my hand on the table.
Not only did you squeeze my finger, but you taught me how to control the air conditioning.
Even after I said I learned.
He didn’t let go either.
Put your hand on the side of the side of the co-driver’s seat.
I think I might not have to look at the fireworks.
Because the fireworks in my head, they’ve blown up.
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I moved his hand a little while I was waiting for the red light.
Instead of letting go, the man stepped up and pulled my hand over and put it on his leg.
I feel fire on my face.
He was whispered to be safe in his car and it was not safe to hold the wheel with one hand.
And then I got hit by the red light and pulled over.
People gathered in squares not far away, probably waiting for the countdown.
Thanks for putting the car out.
The last dark light in the car set out for seconds.
The sudden darkness gave me a sense of blindness.
He untied his seatbelt and suddenly fell down on me and put half of his back.
This is even more than the last time he put a seatbelt on me.
If the last time was just an accident, it would have made me want to steal away.
This thanks bank can be described as a fair-minded all-round inducement to me.
“I guess the last time I put on your seatbelt, you tried to kiss me? I’m sorry.
My cheeks are burning and I deny it.
“I don’t know what to think. I’m sorry.
Thank you for coming closer.
“I guess the first time I drove you back, the last time you kicked me, did you just come and kiss me? I’m sorry.
I’ve got a fever in my ears and I can’t talk.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m sorry.
The rest of the group was under pressure.
I can even hear the heartbeat from his chest.
And I can feel him talking, blowing out my cheeks and spreading in the air.
“The last time I came to your house to deliver you something, your flag worked. I’m sorry.
I said!
God will kill me. I can’t believe I remember!
I’m thinking about why I’m making this up.
And the next second, I look black.
Thanks for covering my eyes.
He breathed at the tip of my nose.
It was a sudden and extremely patient kiss.
The neon outside the window came in a little bit of light from between the fingers.
“So it’s up to the man to do it. I’m sorry.
His hands are on my waist.
My mouth almost scratches my cheek and comes all the way to my ear.
People want demons up.
Even breathing can be a diversion.
I heard him whispering to me.
“Right, girlfriend? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
