8-3. If I am young and do not feel inferior, my husband must have a lot
"You're still like this! โ
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
In the darkness of the parking lot, this tall figure walked by.
"You don't either. The corners of Xiang Yao's mouth rose slightly, "In order to prevent me from drinking, he actually found me a slut to beat me." โ
"That's sure I did it. Is there any evidence?"
"No, that thing was not made by you, but also by your mad dog, and the dog is usually beaten for its owner. โ
"Even if my wife or I asked her to find you, you don't have to be so ruthless!" he stopped under the lamp three meters away from her and looked at her quietly, "Still, controlled by alcohol, I don't have any self-control, what a loser." โ
Xiang Yao smiled indifferently, turned around, and faced the direction of Dongfang Yunle, under the lamp, he looked like an elite in a suit and leather shoes, he really hasn't changed at all, it will always be her, and her right hand is on the watch in her left hand. This is an action that only makes him angry when he is angry.
"It's you who came to provoke me, and blame me for being heavy, this doesn't make sense!" Xiang Yao staggered to Dongfang's face, only after drinking too much did she dare to get so close to him, she pulled up Dongfang's collar, "Listen, this is your interest on me for half a month! โ
"Xiang Yao, do you know what you're talking about?"
Oriental emoji management failed. His hideous appearance is really funny!
Some people, for the sake of profit, no matter how handsome their face is, they can't stop his ugly nature.
"Yes. Xiang Yao let go of his clothes, "Don't provoke me either!"
"Okay, that's good. โ
The other turned and disappeared into the darkness.
What did he come for?
It's ridiculous.
After waking up, it was the next night.
Xiang Yao looked at the decoration style of the room and knew that it was Zhang Yichu's house. This Nizi likes Jane Oufeng, so she got up and went to the refrigerator to get food. Sit on the sofa and look through the WeChat in your hand.
I'll come back after two o'clock and buy me a box of cold medicine.
This Zhang Yichu, who still raced when he caught a cold, it seems that his life was really in vain.
- Yaoyao, I settled the matter of your beating yesterday! Really, you drink less in the future, if it wasn't for the two of us coming early, you would have gone back again. เนโขฬใ โขฬเธ โง
Xiang Yao seemed to see his little daughter-in-law gritting her teeth across the screen. smiled, as if she saw the one holding the candy and said to her again, little junior sister, rest for a while, the pianist is not made in a day. Exhausted, there is nothing.
Xiang Yao took out a goblet and poured a glass of red wine.
After growing up, the three of them have changed, the biggest thing is not that she, who wants to be a pianist but becomes a pop singer, nor does it look at Wenwen quietly Zhang Yichu becoming a professional racing driver, but Dong Huaian, a gentle teenager with stars in his eyes, has become a business giant.
Through his own efforts, Dong Huaian regained his inheritance and the Dong family's position as the leader of the entertainment industry.
The years they have gone through together, I really can't think about it.
It's tiring to grow up, and it's deformed. She's the most deformed. However, there is no way to turn back time!
Except in front of her and Zhang Yichu, he is a cold CEO!
His warm moon has become a rare existence.
- Xiang Yao, you're back.
Xiang Yao looked at the dialog box and didn't know how to reply!
After all, eighty percent of her current situation is because of Dongfang Yunle, and the rest is this person.
Doodoooooo โ
The last name she wants to see appears on the phone screen - Golden Full Moon!