"I'm jumping and shouting your name at the same time. When you lose me completely, you will understand that there is no one in this world who loves you as much as I do!

About in Gao Tongda's logic, if Liu Miaomiao still loves him, she will unswervingly stand in the same trench with him, unite with the outside world, never retreat from the enemy, and never give up.

"Do you love me? See for yourself, what are you forcing me to do? Do you love me?" Liu Miaomiao, who was forced to be anxious, tried to resist.

"But don't you want to think about it, I'm working so hard, isn't it for you? I want to get ahead, isn't it for you? I want to take on the case independently as soon as possible to earn fame, isn't it for you?"

Faced with a series of comparisons and rhetorical questions from Gao Tongda, Liu Miaomiao happily admitted defeat.

She has conceived of marrying Gao Tongda countless times. Listening to Gao Tongda's words now, it seems to be a reproach, but the implication is that he also has the idea of being married to her for a hundred years.

It reassured her and made her feel deeply sweet.

For their common interests, Liu Miaomiao set off again.

Gao Tongda said that "time is running out, we must act quickly".

Taking advantage of a business trip to the city, Liu Miaomiao smiled and had to go to Xue Zhengping's house to sit.

Xue Zhengping refused, so she shook his arm coquettishly, and at the same time, she leaned over and had a choppy chest.

Xue Zhengping's white face, again, inch by inch, turned red in front of her.

couldn't bear the entanglement of Liu Miaomiao, and Xue Zhengping loosened.

They hailed a taxi and went to a demolition and resettlement community in the suburbs called "Sunshine Mingdi".

Liu Miaomiao, who had a bad heart, excused herself that the high heels were too difficult, so she had to walk by Xue Zhengping's arm.

Of course Xue Zhengping refused, but just like Gao Tongda ate Liu Miaomiao, Liu Miaomiao ate Xue Zhengping, and ate to death.

Liu Miaomiao could feel that Xue Zhengping couldn't resist her coquettishness at all.

It's an amazing feeling of being in control.

Unconsciously, Liu Miaomiao was a little floating.

Tease honest people is much more interesting than teasing flowery people.

I was going to stop at a shallow taste, but unfortunately, Liu Miaomiao didn't grasp the proportion, the two of you go in and I retreat, I retreat and you go in, half push and half push, and somehow get to the bedroom.

Now that they are all in the bedroom, there is no need to restrain any longer.

Unexpectedly, when they met sincerely, Xue Zhengping's wife came back.

The plan really couldn't catch up with the changes, and in front of Liu Miaomiao, Xue Zhengping shouted out Gao Tongda's desire: "Divorce!"

Achieve your goals ahead of schedule!

Liu Miaomiao left Xue Zhengping, who ran away from home, and retreated bravely.

This plan is a credit for the right time and place, and the execution has been unusually smooth. In this regard, Liu Miaomiao is full of a sense of accomplishment.

The only thing that was different from the plan was that she didn't pretend, but really got on it.

Liu Miaomiao also pulled her hair and asked herself the reason. Could it be that she was born to be a person with the pinyin acronym "YD"?

The past is in front of you.

Under the pressure of the college entrance examination......

When college is bent on pursuing romantic campus love......

Passerby A in the bar for unknown ......

Now, there is another married man.

If you ask your heart, you can still ask for something.

For example, this time, Liu Miaomiao chased the following possible reasons.

1, she has been suppressed by Gao Tongda for a long time, and she is obsessed with the feeling of being in control for a while.

2, she has been ignored by Gao Tongda for a long time, and she is obsessed with the feeling of being spoiled for a while.

3, Gao Tongda has been in charge of it for a long time, and she has the feeling of being a fan brother for a while.

In short, all the answers point to one explanation: impulsiveness.