() It seems that the VVIP room will have to cycle this song in a single in the future, of course, what everyone doesn't know is that in her office, the ears of this beautiful case have been calloused.

She has also experienced the heartache of her penitent husband looking for a marquis, and she is deeply touched, knowing what song and atmosphere can make her little girlfriend's anger reach the end of the cloud.

It's just that the queen sister has now turned into a butterfly.

can face up to this past with his brother-in-law.

And put it to good use.

So much for.

The scars of the queen sister have been torn open again and again, because there are too many such "Quanmei Cases" in this era.

Again and again, because time always moves forward.

In the end, most of them are scumbags Xiaosan and Meimei, and the original match is deserted.

That's it.

Accustomed to seeing spring flowers and autumn moons, that's it.

Don't blame Sister Hou for no longer believing in love, it was love that first subverted her worldview, outlook on life, and values.

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Here, my sister and my little girlfriend Xiaojin, who often comes to the club, one has become a storyteller and the other has become a listener.

On the other hand, Ming Yifan, who was close to the end of his rope, had already begun to self-reflect.

What he didn't expect was that after all the calculations, he ended up losing to Xiaojin.

He never expected it!

A blow to the head made him irreversible.

Fell directly into the abyss and was not allowed to turn over.

Ming Yifan is surprisingly quiet, because he was really hit into his heart, and the so-called darkest side of his heart was made public in front of the world.

This is a punishment for his heart.

All the accumulation, all the characters, seems to be useless.

The last self-esteem of literary and artistic youth is a dignified departure.

So, after thinking about it, he sent a paragraph and then turned off the comment function.

Those, all the insults, all the accusations, that end there.

It's because he's greedy, Yu Fanhua never speaks out on the Internet, let alone any justification, so he thinks that Xiaojin won't either.

But Xiaojin is not Yu Fanhua after all.

It's not the Yu Fanhua who can never catch any tricks.

The original text of Ming Yifan's temporary departure from this circle is as follows:

It seems to be an illusion.

From the beginning to the present.

I thought I was in love with you, and I was dead hearted.

I think what I love should be the feeling of being in love.

I'm going to wander far away, to see the real lonely sail in the distance.

I wish you a bright future and a bright future.

This paragraph is also high-grade black.

No violence, no money.

He only said that he liked the feeling of being in love, and then pulled up the flowers and Xiaojin.

gave himself a gorgeous waltz, and he thought he was decently exiting this desperate stage.

"Ming Yifan, haven't died yet?"

"Dead. Xiaojin's Weibo has already sentenced Ming Yifan to death. ”

"And he's still there?"

"He wanted to die decently. ”

"Damn, I'm going to pull you up at the end. ”

"He's the kind of person who will definitely pull people into the water. Ignoring him is the best response to him. ”

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself.

Nishiki won sympathy and lost all her self-esteem.

Xiaojin, who had thought about it, didn't pay attention to Yifan's exit.

Later, she took her Yangguan Road, and Ming Yifan took his single-plank bridge.

Nothing to do with each other, nothing to do with each other.

Love is a thing that can make people desperate and put the other person to death.

Love is also in the bones, hate is also in the bones, those who say that they can still be friends, either they have not loved, or they are talking nonsense.

Sister Hou happily told He He that the recent business of her club had improved, and He He had already imagined the eyebrows on the other side of the phone.

Since I have done Xiaojin's affairs, I have also done it to my sister.

There were more people coming to her clubhouse, and she had no time to estimate her depression because she was too busy.

After telling Hehe, she began to run around again, busy and happy.

"My sister is really happy. ”

He He took care of the flowers in his hand while talking to Meng Fanhua.

"Leave the scumbag and live your own wonderful life. By the way, how is your sister's bear child?"

"Boy, not so squeamish. But I heard that his father was tossed enough, and just for homework, his father had already obeyed his father's anger. ”

Diablo of Modern Parent-Child Relationships: Write Homework!"

"Now I know that my sister is not easy, why did she go early, in the days to come, rebellious period, adolescence, more, let his father bear it. ”

In the quiet morning, there are not many flowers in this season.

Unlike spring and summer, this bright winter, only osmanthus, nostalgic for the taste of autumn, unwilling to withdraw from the stage of warm winter, but it cannot be sold as flowers.

"That bunch of green bellflowers is good, keep it for me. ”

"The flowers you raised have become dried flowers. Don't mess with it, let's sell it for money. ”

"Stingy!"

"If I'm not stingy, we'll drink the northwest wind! ”

He He muttered quietly, the business of the coffee shop has been much better recently, and it is also because of Qiuqiu's care.

But this guy, when he was doing such a good business recently, actually went to Lin Ruhua.

There were many guests, and Hehe was a little too busy, but fortunately, her stepbrother was helping in the past two days.

Simple help.

Trouble came again, though.

The younger brother was handsome and warm, and asked him to help for two days, but the door has not opened today, and the little girls have gathered at the door of the store.

As he passed by the little girls, he heard them swallow their saliva.

I can't wait to eat my younger brother alive.

He shivered with fear.

Her brother could hold on, smiling like a sunny smile at the big boy.

Meng Fanhua was not idle, helping to take care of the flower room.

Bring gardening scissors and cool water for early rising.

A flower girl.

Meng Fanhua turned on the Bluetooth speaker and played Meng Chen's songs.

Meng Chen can make her let go of all her defenses.

Meng Chen's song can make her feel like a spring breeze.

Through the window, Ming Yifan looked at the girl from afar, wearing rubber gloves and taking care of the flowers.

Sometimes, he is also asking himself, after being hurt by himself, Yu Fanhua or not Yu Fanhua?

The answer is obvious, whether it is Yu Fanhua or Meng Fanhua, that girl will always be that girl.

Her happiness is like a flower.

Ming Yifan took a deep breath, put her silhouette in his heart forever, and wandered far away like Weibo said.

Try to find the heart that was lost, the pure heart.

Meng Fanhua suddenly felt that she was being stared at, maybe it was her sixth sense.

She glanced out the window.

It seems to see a back.

"Look at the man's back, it's like a dog. ”

She suddenly remembered this line from the movie.

The real letting go is letting go of obsessions.

Don't be blinded by lard anymore.

Perhaps, we both have to let go.