“The seven-year-old fiancé seduced my best friend, and I listened to my revenge plan.” I’m sorry.
The fiancé replied suddenly:
The next second, the cell phone bank card received 500,000, plus a cold, cold adjunct: turn, say.
I explained with fear to the man who came back from abroad:
“I said I forgot the trumpet, you letter? I’m sorry.
One.
I’m a novel writer.
I’m crazy when I’m in the middle of the night and I’m hit by hunger and a double blow.
I’ve been on social networking all night.
“The seven-year-old fiancé has seduced my best friend. V I 50, listen to my revenge! I’m sorry.
When the poster comes, the silt in my chest fades away.
It’s good to be mad.
Along with a short tone, the cell phone screen pops up a hint:
FUN:
Cell phone ringing, retweeting over 10,000 seconds.
And it was said: Wake up and you are on fire.
I’m going to sweep, the pupil earthquake.
Shit, forget the trumpet.
I can’t believe it was my first time in my life that my fiancé cheated on me…
A few minutes later, the mobile bank was stuck at $500,000, plus a cold message: turn, say.
If you don’t, you die.
Two.
I’ve been engaged to Fu Jin for seven years.
A little more.
He was stationed abroad for business reasons.
It’s his assistant, too.
By contrast, I have more chance to see him in financial magazines.
The last time I saw him was the year before he returned.
The two families sat together for a meal.
The parents mentioned the marriage, and he refused: “Well, there’s no time. I’m sorry.
He answered the phone the other night and left immediately.
It was a little awkward to leave two families behind.
Because everyone knows there’s a moonlight in her heart.
My best friend doesn’t know where to get the information.
White moonlight is Fu Yong’s first love. Earlier, they were not together because of strong opposition from their parents. Then when he wanted to marry, he left.
But we’re in a business union, and we’re engaged to work together, and there’s no relationship.
Now, I say to you, “Fou’s going to go to the entertainment section, and it’s probably impossible to get married.”
At this point, my mother was scolding me on the phone: “Apologize to Master Fu immediately, and if he destroys the marriage, you will be covered up and you will leave with your magazine.” I’m sorry.
The magazine is my dream, but it’s a bad environment, wandering around the edge of bankruptcy.
I worked so hard on it that I sold the script.
Don’t let this happen!
I’m afraid to send a message to Fu Jin.
“Sorry, I forgot the trumpet. I’m sorry.
The phone suddenly turned on.
“I’ll be at the airport in half an hour. I’m sorry.
3
At 10:00 p.m. at the bar, acoustic.
I’m lying in my best friend’s arms, a paper-drunk gold fan.
“So you just escaped? I’m sorry.
I’ve got a lot of wine on my hands, and I’m laughing at it, and I’m waiting for him to retire. I’m sorry.
I’ll tell him when it’s over.
At least save my magazine.
The light shines away, not far away, and a handsome man walks by with a glass of wine.
It drew my attention.
By chance, he turned around and came to see me.
Normally, that means he wants my contact.
Cute.
“You see, I still have the market. I’m sorry.
And We stomped on high heels, and leaned on long hairs to the chest, and showed two seductive cortexes, and walked along,
“Are you alone? You look like a friend of mine.
He’s holding the phone, he’s taking a step back and he’s crying.
If I’m sober at this point, I’ll find myself talking to Fu Jin’s own brother.
And this is not the first time I’ve ever committed a crime…
4
Half an hour later, I was stuck by Fu Jin and walked out of the bar.
“You’re better-looking than my fiancé.” “If we break up, do you think about being your son-in-law?”
Brother-Fu Jin-Chicken threw a piece of hot potato and threw drunk me in the back of a Rolls-Royce.
I fell softly on a man, with a large, steady hand holding my back, and a low voice: “How much did she drink?” I’m sorry.
“Not much, just half a bottle. “I answered in a vague manner, sitting on his lap with his thigh, staring at him for half a day.
A man whose face is cold, and whose eyes are not covered by a small rain.
It’s my dish.
And I leaned against him softly, and said, “Come on, you too, come together.”
He covered my mouth, and he threw his eyes out the window. I’m sorry.
Fu Jin’s face fell, “Vodka, a bottle like a Coke bucket I really didn’t seduce my sister-in-law this time. I’m sorry.
It’s not really my fault.
The man who gave them a genetic connection, the brother’s face was perfect in my aesthetic.
I’m the same age as Fu Jin. He’s my senior.
When I was in college, I pulled him.
It’s just too cheesy.
I’ve had a bad memory, a freshman year, a freshman year, a familiar look, a new one.
And in front of Fu Jin’s parents.
That day, his parents were Fu-chul…
The rain outside the windows tends to increase.
I’m half-eyed, I’m leaning on my shoulder and my mouth is filled with words that people don’t understand.
Fu Jin went to the bar late at night and was sent home by Fu Jin’s men.
I leaned over there and grabbed Fu Yong’s tie. I’m sorry.
Quietly grunting with the smell of wine and drilling into the ears of Fu.
And as his throat rolls round, his eyes are darkening, “You know who you’re talking to? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t answer it, and the slittling of my fingertips against my jaw, slightly lifting it, forcing me to look into his eyes.
“I’m Fu Jin, not Fu Jin. I’m sorry.
He was in a black suit, he had a cold face and raised his hands and raised his feet to inspire me.
I started to get restless, rubbed for half a day, and all my skirts were stacked to my waist.
Fulgen’s index finger was on the button, and the black window slowly rose, blocking the noise outside the window.
I’m holding on to his thigh, half my body, and my finger is on his cold lips.
“Shh, listen, we’re not talking about the bad stuff tonight. I’m sorry.
Fung smiled, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
Because of my moves, my dress has been moved, my collar has fallen and my shoulder has come out.
Fulgen’s dark eyes began with my neck and gradually slipped to the outside thigh.
“Well, what are you looking at?” I’m dazzling, and I don’t care.
Seeing that I’ve been covering my head for a whole day, he’s suddenly sighing and taking off his suit and throwing it on my head.
I wrinkled, tried to break, and he grabbed me by the wrist.
“Can’t you just put your hair on Fu Jin and cover my clothes?” I’m sorry.
His low voice pours into his ears, and his rough thumb squirms in my wrist, like flirting…
I grunted a few times, but I was stuck in the corner with his thighs.
Fuller’s speech is sharp and harsh, “Don’t move. I’m sorry.
There was rain outside the window, and crowded traffic would stretch the distance back to the house.
The suit still has his remaining temperature, and his fragrance is long.
Through the cracks under the suit, I saw a wristbone in the cuffs of Fu Zheng’s shirt, with a string of expensive old hillbillies on it.
It’s been a long time.
“Do you like it?”
I’m wearing his suit, I can’t see anyone, but I’m like a drunk, headless fly, and I’m on fire. I’m sorry.
He fell down and put it on my wrist, “Here you go. I’m sorry.
I smiled, and I said, “Good things. I’m sorry.
Fung seems to be laughing too, “Yes, good stuff. I’m sorry.
5
When Fulgen and I were engaged, he once set aside a house in his name for me to show to the media.
He came here a few times to eat with me but never stayed.
The rest lived in his private house on the outskirts of the city.
I’ve never been.
Probably not where I’m going.
I pulled Fry and shook into the elevator, leaned against it and held him.
“I’ll get in there later. If he’s home, you run, okay? I’m sorry.
And the fragrance is drawn forth, and it brings forth a strange breath.
He looked me in the eye and looked me in the eye, “Do you always bring people home?” I’m sorry.
I mean, I smiled, of course not.
But I’ve had enough time to be held hostage.
I’m young and I like to see handsome guys and fall in love. Why do I have to keep him alive?
Ding!
Elevator’s here.
I lost my password twice before I opened the door.
The family also maintained the way I was before my departure, with the grey wind gone, the curtains turned into goose yellow and the lace varnished on the table.
I grabbed his tie and dragged it in. “Oh, God help me.”
Fu-jin suddenly grabbed my waist and walked into the bathroom.
“You put me down!”
Pop!
A loud round of applause from behind, itchy and hot.
“Stop it. * He softly held me by the tub and warmed the water. *
The yellow light in the bathroom sews the contours of his stereo.
I was like, “Why are you so like my fiancé? I’m sorry.
Fulgen’s eyelids lifted, stripped me and put me in warm water.
I was like a cat that suddenly came into contact with water and jumped on him.
Suddenly I woke up.
“Help! Kill your wife and lie to me.”
He covered my mouth, and he put his sleeves around him, “Thank you for reminding me. I’m sorry.
He can’t refuse to rub my skin and seems to want to wash the smell of wine from me.
I’ve got his neck, my eyes.
Fulgen’s motion stopped, and that impulsive face looked at me without an expression, waiting for me.
And I licked my lips while he looked at him in a dim gaze: “You are all wet.”
“What do you want to do?”
The moment I touched his throat, I was passively caught in a burning flame.
Fulgen combed my sweaty hair, squeezed my cheeks like a dolphin, and said, “Do you want to hook up again? I’m sorry.
I woke up a little, and I got excited about winning.
Get over there, put it in his ear, blow it down, “Mr. Fu, you can eat me.” I’m sorry.
Fuller’s eyes are dark.
A few minutes later, the old beads softly clicked on the mirrors of the bathroom and struck out a beautiful rhythm.
One hand will lock my wrists and hold them in high places.
The hand-washing pool and marble walls were cold and cold.
I’m crying, “Save me, save me, did you buy insurance?”
Fulgen laughed and kissed me, “Good boy, that’s what’s gonna happen. I’m sorry.
The process is too long, too complex, and some details are already missing.
It’s after midnight.
I was heavy, I heard thunder out of the window, but I couldn’t open my eyes.
Fulgen is talking to someone on the phone, and the girls’ cries are coming out of the can.
“Okay, don’t be afraid, I’m coming. I’m sorry.
He’s soft and afraid to scare the other side.
I’ll open my eyes the next day.
Six.
Sunshine afternoon in the president’s office of the Fuzzy Group.
And I sat across from Fulbright, and made up my courage, and said, “Let’s break up.” I’m sorry.
Fu-jin is looking at things, half of his face is bathed in the sun and he’s dazzling.
When he heard me, he didn’t hold his eyes up from the file and looked at me gently.
“If I remember correctly, you married me last night. I’m sorry.
It was a man-like look, but it was a bit of barbarism that scrawled and skinned people, and it suddenly reminded me of the burning memory of last night, which was so hot in my ears.
It’s just a brief moment, fast as a delusion.
I’ve cleared my voice, I can’t think of a reason, and I said five words: “We’re not right. I’m sorry.
When Fu Jin looked at me carefully, his lips rose and he said, “Yes, come to the party with me, I promise you.” I’m sorry.
I’m sitting there, swirling a pen, hitting the key, “There’s a handsome guy. I’m sorry.
“Sold. I’m sorry.
At 7:00 p.m., the party’s mixed up.
I’m holding Fu’s arm, and I’m the focus of all the sights.
After all these years, there has been some complexity in the outside world’s rumours about Fu Zheng, and it is better to wonder who the moonlight is.
Fulgen has the space to travel between business partners.
And I smiled, as though I had been paid, but indeed I had wandered.
It’s so handsome… and it’s so different.
The more I look at my cheeks, the more my mouth rises, and my eyes are dark.
As if the fish had been released to the sea.
I don’t care.
“Hello, sister. My name’s Lucky. I’m sorry.
When I added thirty-eight contacts, I met the first girl tonight.
She wears a white dress, and she has her first-time social purity on her face, and her eyes are full of passion.
“I’m a little actor, and it’s a great honour to meet you. I’m sorry.
She’s so beautiful.
“Sister, these old mountains must be expensive. I’m sorry.
Suddenly approaching, I smelled the fragrance on her.
The next second, her wrist has been taken up, fine.
I look back, my face is a little hot, “Well, from the fiancé.” I’m sorry.
“Your fiancé is rich,” she looks down, shows a long, white neck, looks for something in her handbag.
All of a sudden, she pulls out a string of hand-weaving ropes and comes near me, and she says, “No, unlike me, you can’t be mad at me for giving things like this to your sister. I’m sorry.
It’s a very delicate hand-made rope.
And she put it on her wrist, and she whispered, “Will you give me a contact? I’m sorry.
“…”
After the feast, I sat in the garden and heard my best friend laugh at me: “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, don’t tell me that you’ve been seduced by a woman.” I’m sorry.
“You shut up! “I don’t care, let her play my girl.” I’m sorry.
“Missy, you ran off with a man. I’m sorry.
I said, “No, she’s different, she looks kind of nice. I’m sorry.
7
I didn’t think Fu-jin was going against me.
I’ll have to accompany him in the next few days.
It’s okay now. It’s not over. Everyone in business knows I’m his fiancée.
One day, after the feast, I watched Fu with bitterness.
The street light was cut into a section of the window and slipped silently over the handsome face of Fu.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“I think you’re poking me. I’m sorry.
Fulgen’s eyes fell on my lips, and he took a deep look. I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
“There’s no handsome guy at the party? I’m sorry.
“There is. I’m sorry.
Fung smiles softly, “What am I gonna do with you?” I’m sorry.
I became a regular in his office.
The more snacks on the table, the more milk and tea are available.
Most of the time, I fell asleep on the couch because my blood sugar was too high.
When I wake up, I can always look at the eyes of God.
“Did you have breakfast?” It’s raining today. I’m sorry.
Occasionally, she will receive a handiwork.
A few days later, I saw a little more coincidence in the script.
She changed her perfume today, and she started to smile at me.
Sister, are you going to my house for a drink? I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ve recently had a cold and a headache. I’m sorry.
And that night, I walked downstairs at the hotel in the studio.
“The team is tired, Mr. Fu, and I don’t want to make a kiss.” I’m sorry.
In the dark of the light, Fu Qin stood by the white and the white and the white and the white and the white are stinging towards him.
At that moment, I heard heartbreaks.
Twice.
Fu frowned, “I remember telling them about this a long time ago. I’m sorry.
“It’s normal to be new. She’s so sad to look at Fu, “Mr. Fu, please.” I’m sorry.
“Yes, I let them delete. I’m sorry.
And a few minutes later, I got a call from the director: “The investor means that there’s no kissing, and the rest you watch. I’m sorry.
And at that moment, I cried.
I see men and women together?
That night, I was so drunk in my best friend’s arms, so sad.
She pulled her face and said, “Can you get a snack? It’s not the first time. It’s time to be a dog. I’m sorry.
“But she was nice to me. I’m sorry.
“What do you mean good for you?”
“Buy me early, let me put on some clothes and say good night. I’m sorry.
And then, by the time it happened, it happened to send me a text: “Sister, the moon is beautiful tonight. Did you see that? I’m sorry.
The cell phone snapped on the floor, and I wept and wept in my best friend’s arms, like a wounded puppy, “Good tea, good tea. I’m sorry.
She can’t stand it, “Get out!”
I don’t know how I got into the Rolls-Royce.
The view outside the window was silently retreating, and I leaned against the window and cried.
Fulgen exclaimed, “What now? I’m sorry.
My tears fell down and were so sad that I crawled over his legs and looked at him with two eyes swollen into walnuts.
“Mr. Fu, can’t the three of us be together? I’m sorry.
And the lumber of the horn of the forehead jumped, and held my back by my hands, and made sure I would not fall, so he took his will. I’m sorry.
I’m just looking at my tears, and I don’t talk, and I’m like a heartbreaker.
And Fulgen slapping my back and saying: “I am not allowed to have a third person in my heart. I’m sorry.
That sentence undoubtedly sentenced me to death.
An unknown fire fermented in our hearts, and We smote him against his chest as though he were an enemy.
“I hate you. I’m sorry.
Fulgen’s face is so stiff, he’s blinding. I’m sorry.
“I hate you. I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Just because I won’t let you find someone else?
He’s got a little pressure. I’m like a pile of mud and I’m falling in Fu Jinye.
He touched my hair and whispered, “You can’t even think about it as long as I’m alive.” I’m sorry.
8
I was forcibly taken back to my apartment, bathed and put to sleep in my arms.
And in the dream, Fu-chul and Bao-chul, standing together, saying that it is the third that is not loved.
Open your eyes again, the sun is bright and Fu Zheng is gone.
The hangover caused pain to the forehead, and We went with two big black eyes to cut the script.
The open garden is scattered.
Not far away, the sound of the white is floating in my ear.
“Mr. Fu is very kind to me, and I don’t like to do things that I don’t like, and I spend my birthday with me every year. I’m sorry.
A bunch of people around, “Whoa, he’s got you, he’ll burn.” I’m sorry.
“Well, I know, he’s got me in his heart, wait, he’s got a fiancée. I’m sorry.
A few minutes later, I blocked her in the corner of the garden.
After a short period of surprise, she smiled, “What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
I looked up, “Do you know who I am? I’m sorry.
It’s so white, it’s so stiff, it’s just a smile.
“Whispering warmth, and to lower my guard?” I’m sorry.
She was silent and said, “Sorry. I’m sorry.
I’m sore, my eyes are sore, I’m like, “Why don’t you give me a price before you leave him? I’m sorry.
“I think you’re mistaken.”
I’m talking fast, “2 million, or 4 million, I can afford it. I’m sorry.
“I want to see Mr. Fu, you don’t know what we’ve been through, and what is it you can tell me?” I’m sorry.
I was silent for a moment and I didn’t want to talk to her and then I turned around and left.
Just hear a scream in the back.
I hit her on the chest with a white sound, and the zipper on my shirt just bit her hair.
And when I couldn’t react, she grabbed her sleeve, grabbed my hair and fought with me.
9
Our movement surprised the others.
Half an hour later, I was taken to the hospital with me.
A light blood stain came out of the white arm, and mine was in the face.
Both of them had a bad hair.
There are also blood marks on my ankles that have been rubbed on a stone and are bleeding.
Because of the severity of my wounds, the doctor took me to the Crematory Room.
When I was done cleaning up the openings, the doctor took me out and pushed the door, and he looked at me with his back in front of me.
He was so tall, his shoulder was raining, he couldn’t even hit his umbrella.
Should have come in a hurry.
“Mr. Fu, it’s just a business marriage. What right does she have to do with your personal affairs? “I don’t want to see her again. I’m sorry.
The sound of the door openings caught the attention of Fu.
I’m standing at the door of the Zing Room, standing on one leg.
Fu Qian turned around and happened to be behind him.
And he came in silently, and his eyes were dark, and he did not smile at me in the face of the past.
“Do you have anything to say? I’m sorry.
I held my face, and I stood still with him for a few seconds, and suddenly I just happened to be white, and I said, “Damn it! Emotional liar! I’m sorry.
I didn’t expect to fight in front of Fu.
It was not followed by weakness.
It’s hard to stop the war and it’s on fire.
And the crowds were gathered, and the crowds were scattered.
“She did it first, I called the police!” I’m sorry.
Finally, Fu Jin hugged me out of the crowd.
I fell down on his shoulder and cried out, “I’m done! I’m changing the hostess! I’m sorry.
Fulgen put me in his arms, and he said, “Away with me, you’ve just been wrapped up!” I’m sorry.
But I couldn’t stand it, so I broke his hand, “You’re in trouble. I’m sorry.
Fulbright’s forehead is so grumpy, “I can explain. I’m sorry.
That makes me laugh.
“It’s just a business union. What right does she have to do with your personal affairs…” I learned to talk in white with my mouth shut, and I said, “You don’t explain, you don’t explain, you don’t explain, you don’t explain. Ow, there’s a conflict. I’m sorry.
Fulgen carried me all the way to Rolls-Royce despite my screams.
Once the door closes, it shuts off the noise outside.
My hair is like a chicken nest, and I struggle with grass, “I’m going to break my engagement!” I’m sorry.
“Be quiet.” I’m sorry.
As soon as he said, I was really quiet, and there was a bag of tears in my eyes, and a water kettle-like cry.
Fulgen’s eyelids sneezed, “She saved my life and left me to take care of her. I’m sorry.
“Okay, you marry her, it’s easier. I’m sorry.
“I’m engaged to you. Fulbonne is serious, “Don’t marry anyone else.” I’m sorry.
“You just attacked me. I’m sorry.
“What did I do to you?”
“You asked me what I had to say. I’m sorry.
“Assane, you have nothing to tell me? For the first time ever, Fu Zheng broke my head and asked so seriously, “Why did you break up with me and why did you suddenly go looking for a good fight?” I’m sorry.
I started burping with tears.
Fulgen smiled, “You want me to explain, I have to know what’s wrong before I can do something about it. I’m sorry.
And We tried to hold on to the hiccups, and we squirted, and said, “Then, from 1:00 a.m., you will go out to be the guardian of the flowers. I’m sorry.
Fulgen’s face is empty and he’s lost his memory.
“What morning?”
I got angry, grabbed his cell phone, turned it on the phone at one point that day and called back.
And he said, “You will not see the coffin, but wait, and I will scold you if it happens.”
“Hello, Mr. Fu. What can I do for you? I’m sorry.
I suddenly stopped.
It’s the girl’s voice, it’s just… different.
Fulgen looked at me, and suddenly he looked up and showed a smile.
I’ve been holding my hands and beating the drums in my heart.
This isn’t his subordinate.
“Hello, Mr. Fu, are you there?”
Fulgen was staring at me, leaning down, nearing the hearing, and relieved me of my case: “What did the police say that day? I’m sorry.
“Oh, the thief caught her, the lady was shocked, she was asleep recently and just came back from the hospital with some sleeping pills. I’m sorry.
“Well, got it. I’m sorry.
Hang up the phone. Fu Jin is interested in staring at my poor face.
“She’s my nanny. Called me that morning and got into a burglar. I didn’t think you’d be interested in the house. I’d be happy if I had to report to you later. I’m sorry.
Impossible.
I don’t believe that Fulgen’s cell phone records were fraudulently drawn, and he did make three phone calls to his family and one other alarm record.
And I asked myself, “They said you had an old lover who died. What does it have to do with white coincidence? I’m sorry.
“First, I don’t have an old lover. I’m sorry.
“Secondly, I went to college with my little sister, and we had a party on the eve of graduation. I’m sorry.
He stopped, and his lips said, “A big truck ran out of control after the scene and she pushed me away. So, white and clever sister is my benefactor. I’m sorry.
“Before she died, she asked me to take care of it. So as long as it’s not against the law of morality, I’ll do whatever she wants. She wanted to go into the entertainment business, I helped, I didn’t want to make a kiss, and I did. I admit that, but I care, no. I’m sorry.
Fu Zheng opened up his chat with the white one and handed it to me.
“Mr. Fu, the sun is so good today. Have you had breakfast? I’m sorry.
No response.
“Mr. Fu, it’s raining today. Remember to get dressed and not catch cold. I’m sorry.
No response.
“Mr. Fu, I want to do this show. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
In a few short years, Fulgen’s words can count every finger.
And I’m talking to him.
“Mr. Fu. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Going home today?”
“Return, bring you a souvenir. I’m sorry.
“No, just ask. Have a nice trip. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
I clean my throat and don’t hum, “She said you were helping her with her birthday. I’m sorry.
“My assistant sent her, she worked very well, not just for her, but also for her.” Fu Chi realized something and shut up instantly.
And then I said, “Yeah, I did. Thank you, or I’m still in the dark. I’m sorry.
“…”
The car traveled quietly in the night, and the time passed in a minute and I looked at the eye and found him looking at me.
I was suddenly burned to my eyes.
Now the misunderstanding is solved.
It’s her thing to happen.
It’s just over, a little awkward.
I looked out the window and I was nervous.
The driver suddenly turned and I fell into Fu Jinye.
His palms were on my waist at once, and he took advantage of it.
“I didn’t mean anything, but I’m curious. I’m sorry.
“I’m lying. I’m sorry.
I don’t blink when I say that.
It’s a coincidence. It’s a coincidence that Fu Jin sent a set of chat records.
The light on the screen of the mobile phone is very sharp.
Fulgen opened it in front of me undisguised.
“Mr. Fu, she has two faces. Don’t let her fool you. I’m sorry.
My heart beats.
A set of familiar conversations jumped out.
“Good morning, sister. It’s a lovely day. Have you had breakfast? I’m sorry.
“Eat it, order you some congee, eat it while it’s hot. I’m sorry.
“Sister, it’s raining today. Keep your clothes on. Don’t catch cold. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, baby. I’m sorry.
“Sister, when are you coming to see me? I’m sorry.
“Tonight. I’m sorry.
A pasted face bag was added at the end.
The car is dead.
I can’t breathe.
“Come on, I didn’t put her next to her. I’m sorry.
I jumped up and went to that end and was grabbed and dragged back.
“Who doesn’t love green tea…”
“Yeah. “I let you go for seven years, waiting for you to take care of yourself, and now it seems that you will never change the wrongs of anyone. I’m sorry.
10
It’s late.
I’m wearing a fudge tie, sitting on the table, red face, sweating.
He grabbed my chin and looked at my face, “Does it hurt? I’m sorry.
It doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.
And he came to me with his ear, whispering, “Don’t fight with anyone next time, but let me know when I have trouble, and answer what I ask. I’m sorry.
I grunted on his shoulder, “Well, I’ll say one more thing. I’m sorry.
Say it. I’m sorry.
I played his tie with shame, “Can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you ask the last time you kissed? I’m sorry.
“Drink, gnawed, tasteless. “I’ve never kissed a handsome man before. I’m sorry.
“Yes, what more do you want?” I’m sorry.
I was so excited to jump, “Let’s talk first. I’m sorry.
The night was so windy, the rain was pouring into the window and it was so dense.
And in the warm of the night, occasionally my whisper is spilling: “Mr. Fu, you are so delicious.”
Fowler said, “Shut up and concentrate. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The next day, Fu Zheng is on a business trip.
I sat by his suitcase and asked, “Can’t you really take me with you?” I’m sorry.
“I can’t make sure you get enough sleep every day. I’m sorry.
Remembering his spirit last night, my face was red as a tomato, slowly suffocated with a blanket back on the couch.
Fung packs up and comes around and hugs me, “When I’m gone, keep your eyes shut. I’m sorry.
“All right. I’m sorry.
He thought about it, and he added, “Neither do women. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I’ve had a good time myself before, and suddenly I’m in a hot relationship, and there’s no one around.
Late in the night, I sat in front of the screen and slowly ran through the script.
A message came out of the air below the slash of the screen: “Fou is dating Shin-chan, who is a strange country.” I’m sorry.
I’m tight, light in.
Late at night, a couple of men and women entered the hotel.
Early the following morning, a picture was taken of the face of Fuller and the white face, and they left the hotel.
The white and delicate details were analyzed – on her right wrist, wearing an old hare with red rope.
And the string that Fu Jin has is missing.
All the time, the whole public was wondering if Fu-chul might be in love.
I called him before I could.
As soon as the call was made, he opened his door: “No, don’t worry, we’re looking for someone to deal with. I’m sorry.
I fell tired in the covers, and laid down my heart, “Okay, I’ll go to sleep.” I’m sorry.
Light?
“What? I’m sorry.
“Are you not angry?”
“None. I’m sorry.
Not angry, but depressed.
Pictures of entering the hotel are vague and the back of a man is not like Fu.
It can’t be convinced by the pictures of the hotel.
However, the majority of the people who eat the food without knowing the truth are convinced that it is not empty.
The story was made up, and someone tanned a white and clever diagnostic certificate saying that this time he left the country with a white and clever visit.
A few days later, something more worries me.
My aunt didn’t come.
I was sitting in the bathroom, staring at two red bars.
“Tomorrow is my birthday and he’s making me a birthday cake. I’m sorry.
At the same time, she dumped an address from a foreign country, showing off “Invite you to eat cake.” I’m sorry.
And the fire in my heart began to burst, and I ordered a ticket to the hotel in Fortune.
In the middle of the night, across several time zones, I was wearing a thin windshirt, standing downstairs from the hotel and making phone calls.
“Slight. “The voice of Fu Jin is as calm as ever.
I rubbed my face in the wind, “You come down, I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
It was on the other side of the phone.
A minute later, the Fu Jin-taek Hotel, fast-tracked me and came towards me.
Eleven.
My eyelashes are wet and on the way to cry.
Fu Qin came close with his breath, and my face was reflected in the black pupil.
“As soon as you say, I’ll pick you up at the airport. I’m sorry.
Fulgen held my face softly.
I started to cry when I turned my mouth.
“Who has bullied you again?”
And I was crying, “I didn’t think you’d put a hole in it. I’m sorry.
Up there?
I looked down, I looked in the bag, and I pulled out the pregnancy rod and handed it to him.
Fulgen looked at it at random, and suddenly his eyes were stuck and his face was broken.
He’s staring at two red bars up there, and he’s in silence, long, dumb, “It’s true? I’m sorry.
A few minutes later, there was a conversation between me and Fu Jin.
“Did you or did I? “I’m so angry.
Fuller slows down, wraps my fist, “Okay, we’re not talking about this, kid. You want it? I’m sorry.
I yelled, “Do you want it? I’m sorry.
“…”
Scum!
“I want to. I’m sorry.
“I’m not giving you birth. I’m sorry.
“…”
Anyway, I was dragged back to the hotel by Fu.
I was lying by his pillow at night, and I started to think, “I didn’t do it, you didn’t do it, it couldn’t have been the quality of the business. I’m sorry.
Fulgen listens to my analysis, says nothing.
I went on to say, “It’s all big, it’s impossible. What’s the reason?”
I suddenly settled and realized there was still a possibility.
The woman stole the man.
“You have to make me think about this.” I’m sorry.
Seeing my face, his face black, dragging me over and hugging me.
“Some measures are not 100% safe. I suggest you shut up and be quiet. I’m sorry.
It’s only when the room is quiet that the time difference fatigue is coming.
Before I fell asleep, I suddenly remembered what was going on, and I turned around, and I was like, “What a coincidence you were making her cake.” I’m sorry.
Fu Zheng lamented, “Slight, I can’t make cake. I remember you didn’t like anything with cream. I’m sorry.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
In my eyes, Fuller opened his eyes again and looked at me, “You said when you went to the commissary in high school. I’m sorry.
I’m starting to figure it out. Fung is five years old.
He went to college next door when I was a freshman.
“Wow. I’m sorry.
“What are you doin’?”
I was lying in his chest, squeezing a little bit of my hair, “You fell in love with me so early.” I’m sorry.
Well, that’s true. Fu-Chou and I probably met at that time.
My dad wanted me to take the university next door, and I asked about all the other school masters, and I got the qq number from the school address book.
I haven’t told anyone the secret, but it looks like he knew it all along.
Fulgen seems to know my doubts, he’s groaning, he’s wiping me into the covers, and he says, “Your trumpet is always good for you.” I’m sorry.
When he saw my face, he closed his eyes and touched his head, “Good boy, take it easy, sleep early. I’m sorry.
I’m going to sleep, and I’m humming, “You’re changing the subject. We’re talking about cake. I’m sorry.
“Don’t know. I’m sorry.
“AI Synthesis”?
“Maybe. I’m sorry.
“You can’t lie to me…”
“Slight, sleep, someone has taken care of it. I’m sorry.
In the next few days, I was tied to Fu Jin and couldn’t go anywhere.
He talks business, I’m following.
Visiting the company, I have to follow.
“My wife is pregnant.” I’m sorry.
“Congratulations! I’m sorry.
“Thank you.” I’m sorry.
A week later, on the night, I leaned on the table and had a video conference.
It’s getting stuck, and all of a sudden it’s vibrating.
“Sister, help me! I’m sorry.
I pull my face, “I won’t save you, liar.” I’m sorry.
After that, I hung up.
Fu Jin asked me with his eyes: What’s wrong?
I showed him the phone records. I didn’t say a word.
“Are you bored?”
“Who can save me?”
The cries were mixed with whips and screams.
Fu-jin and I looked at each other and realized it wasn’t right.
Fulgen stopped the video, took his coat off me and grabbed my hand and went out.
“You know where she is? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know,” Furlong adjusted my wind hat, “I called the police.” I’m sorry.
When the police found out she was white, she lay in a luxurious apartment with wounds.
See me, one pounce over and weep.
“Thank you, thank you. I’m sorry.
The doctor examined her carefully and there were signs of violation in certain areas, in addition to skin injuries, except because she resisted and failed to succeed.
He was lying in his bed, closed his eyes and whispering.
Sleep tight.
Fuller learned from the police what happened.
After a couple of times, I had a fight with her, and she found out that she had been mistaken for years and wanted to find another way out.
But for the first half of his life, under the protection of Fu Zheng, that little cleverness was clearly not enough.
Not long ago, a contract was signed by the owner of a entertainment company.
When she was brought abroad to develop, her passport and mobile phone were detained.
Everything that followed was a crisis of public opinion against Fu.
The plan was not successful, and the other side was angry at the coincidence.
If it wasn’t for her brain to steal her phone out and call the police, she might have been killed.
I was about to push out the door of the room in the middle of a sunny afternoon, and suddenly I heard a violent quarrel.
To be precise, it was a one-sided complaint, which was a coincidence: “I’m going to be an actor if I don’t leave.” I’m sorry.
Men laugh, “Are you out of your mind? I’m sorry.
“You’re out of your mind! I’m sorry.
As soon as he choked, he was like, “Come with me to school. I’m sorry.
“I don’t like you. I’m sorry.
The man was silent for a moment and suddenly blew up, “You don’t like me and you push me?” Every morning I ask if I’m going to eat breakfast, and when it gets cold, I’m going to put on clothes. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Fuller:
It’s a grouping.
It’s a coincidence not to speak.
The man rubbed his hair, and stood up, and he said:
“All right, I’m a bitch to see you. I’m sorry.
Fulgen pulled me to the side, held me in his arms, compared to a silent gesture.
“Ooh…”
There’s a tinkle in there and the man kicks the door, “Fuck, why don’t you fucking cry? I’m sorry.
I’ve been crying even harder.
I’m in a hurry. “He can’t hit, can he? I’m sorry.
Fulgen held me, “Look again. I’m sorry.
There’s no sound in the back. I’m listening like a thief in the door. There’s a whisper in the door.
“Come on, I was wrong. I didn’t yell at you. I’m sorry.
“You just yell at me. I’m sorry.
“Yes, I was wrong. Will you hit me? I’m sorry.
And Fulgen fell down in my ear, laughing, saying, “What do you understand? That is fun.” I’m sorry.
He took me away, and I looked like I was on my way.
I just sat in the car and I opened my mouth without a head.
Fulgen, look at me. I’m sorry.
“You’re not having fun? I’m sorry.
His lips, “Slight, you’re not like her. I’m sorry.
“How different. I’m sorry.
And he gently bowed his head in my ear and said, “I like you more when you cry, the more you cry, the more I like. I’m sorry.
12
Then, by coincidence, a circular was issued to study abroad.
After a week, we finally got on a plane home.
When the plane landed, Fuller pulled me straight to the hospital.
I’m sweating.
Or just sit back and watch the contract.
I looked at it. Oh, the contract’s down.
He’s good.
“Sam. I’m sorry.
The nurse yelled at me, and Fu Zheng left the contract to the secretary in the first place and walked away.
Getting the check-out, Furlong hasn’t spoken for a long time.
I was like, “What’s wrong with children? I’m sorry.
The doctor smiled and said to me, “There are many reasons for the delay in menstruation, and you are in good health at the moment. I’m sorry.
I’m stupid. “But a pregnancy test.”
She smiled, “Sir, no product is not credible. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. “Fuchen took me out of the clinic very slowly.
The secretary holds two cans of milk powder in his office. I’m sorry.
“No, sooner or later. I’m sorry.
And when he said that, he laughed like a creep.
So I ran away again.
“What, you two had a fight? I’m sorry.
“No, I hide. I’m sorry.
“What debt?”
I look red and embarrassed.
Remembering the night in a foreign country, I got into his bed, and it was so hot that I put it together. I’m sorry.
Fu groaning about me in my arms, and I’m not feeling well. I’m sorry.
I’m laughing at you in the back, “I’ll show you a earthworm. I’m sorry.
He smiled and he said, “If you owe me, when you unload, you give me back.” I’m sorry.
A few days later, I was caught in front of a lingerie store.
“Help me…”
My voice is shaking.
He took home in cold blood.
When the door was locked, he pushed me in front of the mirror, and he sat on the couch, and commanded me to choose new clothes.
It’s him. He’s got to pick out the front.
In the end, I didn’t like it.
“It’s different,” he picks out a set of things he likes, picks me up, throws me in the bedroom, shows up in the ink, and says, “Did this fellow, do you have any math questions I can’t solve tonight?” I’m sorry.
And remembering what he looked like to me that year, I screamed, and he caught me in the sack.
As a result of my frequent provocations, when I got married, I had a real tummy.
On the day of the marriage, the horn of the mouth had not been down all day, but it was a bit of a spring wind.
I couldn’t drink, so I had to do it for him.
When he came home at night, there was still a distance from home, and he took me out of the car and said he was going.
The sky is snowing, and I am lying down on the back of Fook, covered in his wool coat.
We’re both under the street lights.
On a man’s back, hoist a heap.
I looked at the shadow, and I smiled, “Fry, look at our shadows, like an old bitch. I’m sorry.
It’s like a four-legged son of a bitch.
Laughing up and down in the snow.
He laughed and walked behind my back without saying a word.
I always felt like I’d seen him a long time ago.
But I can’t remember where I’ve seen it.
I lay softly on his shoulder, hugged his neck, and said, “How do you like me?” I’m sorry.
“Secrecy. I’m sorry.
“The husband and wife cannot have secrets. I’m sorry.
“Just like it, for no reason. I’m sorry.
I don’t believe it.
“You’re probably into my money. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, look at that magazine where you can’t make two in a year. I’m sorry.
And We put it on his neck, warm, and began to pull.
Fulgen exhales, rubs me up, cuddles me up, “Sunshine.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Happy wedding. I’m sorry.
Quinquoise.
It’s 40 minutes in three.
The school director was ill, took a half-month leave, was like a door-opened sheep coop, and few people ran from school until the end, while the audience at A’s Grand Basketball was crowded.
On this day, Mathematics reps brought Jiang-Shin out of the audience and asked, “What about your homework?” I’m sorry.
It shrunk and shrunk, “Can I pay tomorrow?” I’m sorry.
You didn’t write it. I’m sorry.
“I did! I’ll pay tomorrow. I’m sorry.
In fact, the teacher does not necessarily see who does not submit a list of all the students.
“Come on, that’s why I’m talking to the math teacher. “The class represents the selfless turn of the Grand Duke, the expression of her lifeless face.
Kang-seon pulled her, “Something to discuss. I’m sorry.
“You don’t bribe me. I’m sorry.
He’s in a hurry, looking to his left and looking to his right. I’m sorry.
The young people, who were not far away, looked like the sun, looked like hell, jumped and showed their attractive body under their shirts, making them scream all over the place.
The class “Only you?” means you don’t care.
Of course she likes that senior, but she wants to sign it.
“Wait!”
You’re too scared to call your parents. You can’t ask for a signature.
She didn’t wait in the morning, left school and finally blocked him in the evening.
Fung, are you coming?
The pass-through roommate saw this scene and started to chirp.
Fulbright doesn’t care. He’s looking at the girl.
A deer with a smart eye and a good book angry.
Nice and nice.
Not like a girl who can make a public confession.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
He pulled out his notebook and put something in his hand. “I’ll buy you a signature. I’m sorry.
Fulgen opened his hand and looked at five wrinkled dollars and laughed. I’m sorry.
“Please.” I’m sorry.
“Why should I sign it? I’m sorry.
Kang-seon didn’t say it.
You can’t even sign a white paper. Who’s that stupid?
He was right behind him that day, like a tail.
Fulgen went all the way, and she followed.
After a commissary, Mathematics reps called her a long time ago, “I’ll sign it. If you can’t get it, I’ll sue the teacher and say you didn’t pay your homework. I’m sorry.
The river’s shallow sense of mind went to Fukum and stuttered and said, “I am going.” I’m sorry.
Fu Jin’s attention was drawn to the past once again, with a light glimpse of the class’s representatives, and he asked him, “She bullied you?” I’m sorry.
Jiang Asang didn’t say anything.
Fowler turned around, pulled her school bag, pulled out her notebook, pulled out a pen, two strokes, “Okay. I’m sorry.
Jiang-Shin, with the book he threw back, staring at the “ghost painting” with a smile, “Thank you, brother.” I’m sorry.
Fulbright’s eyelids, mouth-to-mouth, stupid.
That night, Fu Jin came home for dinner, and there was an argument in the window next door between a young couple.
Looking at her voice, the girls who fought with him during the day tumbled by the window, bowed their heads, looked like little hedgehogs, protected their homework in their arms and worked hard.
The couple was standing right next to each other.
A woman who has no idea what has provoked her husband to come to her table, who has taken a few jobs and fell on the face of a man with force: “Did you invite a tutor to cheat with you, or did you teach her to study? If she’s really on her own, can Jiangwai’s grades suck like this? I’m sorry.
The girl reached her hand carefully enough, for the next second, poking, and the bottle fell on the table and the debris splattered.
She’s scared, she’s back in the corner, she’s silent.
Women go crazy, tearing their work to pieces.
Hanging in the air, floating around like snowflakes.
A few, swaying, falling to the hand of Fu Jin.
It’s an unfinished cosine theorem.
He suddenly remembered another girl threatening Kang-Sang, “No more homeworkers.” I’m sorry.
She was red the next night, stuck in the alley, gave him 10 bucks and a greeting card, “Can we write a happy birthday?” I’m sorry.
Fulgen didn’t say anything this time, wrote it so quickly.
Throughout, she did not care about his name, nor did she look at his face and tried to fight the job quietly.
The long-term resident, Fu-chul, changed sex during that semester and often ran home.
Through the curtains blown up by the wind, he leaned to the window and read professional books.
Jiang Asang was lying at the desk, picking out the lights.
It was close in the alley.
Fulgen can see the thin sweat beads coming down her nose, and the fan blows all over her head.
She’s trying.
But Fu Zheng asked about her, and her math scores were so bad.
It’s probably related to a long-standing parental argument.
If you fail to do your work, you will be approved and you will be intermittently behind schedule.
High school stuff, drop a little bit and try to get it over with.
That summer, he looked at the little girl, and he couldn’t catch up.
One day, his qq received a friend’s request, the 90’s head, the sex man.
Note: “I ask you a few questions. I do not believe you can solve them.” I’m sorry.
The hand that was going to refuse stopped, and this clumsy hype and tone led him to think of someone, and the ghost almost agreed.
Jiang Asang seized life-saving straws and caused after-school problems.
From the beginning of the stupid problem of retardation to the top.
The muffled mathematical symbol is covered with sweat and tears.
From then on, on the night of the summer, in the quiet alley, two men will guard the dark night.
Kang-goon felt she had a guardian god.
During the summer vacation in Jiangsang, the neighbor across the street moved, and she stopped downstairs with the mathematic papers for the final exam and gave him the high score.
“Thank you! Can I buy you dinner? I’m sorry.
“No, I’m going abroad.” Good luck with that later. I’m sorry.
The one on the head of the little girl was groaning in the evening, and some were weak.
That’s the last time they’ve been together.
Later, the Jiang family’s business became bigger and it became more and more cooperative with the Fu family.
The first time I ate, Kang-sun came in with her father and yelled at him, “Mr. Fu.” I’m sorry.
Fulgen’s eyes swept her face and said, “Hello. I’m sorry.
She didn’t recognize him.
Both parents intentionally and inadvertently set up a commercial union.
She burys her head and eats nothing.
It’s as if Fu Jin had seen his parents fight many years ago, she didn’t hear anything, she was rushing to work.
She never resisted, and she knew that she could not resist, but she was like a tenacious weed, shaking and happy as much as she could.
Fulgen thought, then, give her a free sky, and see what she can become when she grows into the last.
Engagement for seven years.
He’s been watching her since he’s been working.
Weed is happy.
He waited patiently for the seedlings to grow up.
In the seventh year, she climbed on his leg and asked, “Big brother, get married.” I’m sorry.
He fell into a trap he had made and could never escape.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
